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Not that it mattered. What mattered was that Lincoln…
"I don't give a shit about that. I just need her out of here."
Jared shrugged and leaned back against the door frame. "Sorry, kid. Can't help you. I happen to like having her around."
Lincoln lunged forward, scaring Jared to death. "Listen, you little shit. You're going to do what I say, or I'll make sure you’re very sorry. Got it?"
"O-okay, okay. J-just calm down, all right? I'll do it. Don't hurt me."
Lincoln pulled out a checkbook and wrote something. "Good. You don’t deserve it, but I’m going to make it worth your while." He handed my landlord the check, and although I couldn’t see the amount, I assumed it had been good, since I’d never seen Jared look that…ecstatic.
The video cut off and I fell to the bed, a mess of disbelief.
Another video popped up. My hands shook so hard, I had to restart it twice to even watch it.
Lincoln was knocking on a door, and a second later, Dr. Kevin answered.
"Lincoln Daniels, to what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked sarcastically.
Lincoln punched him in the face, and Dr. Kevin fell backwards into what I assumed was his house. I watched as Lincoln stepped inside calmly…like a psychopath.
"I just wanted to have a friendly conversation,” he said, smiling down at Dr. Kevin with a smile I’d never seen before, a smile that made my skin crawl.
“Fuck you,” Dr. Kevin spit, blood all over his face like a gruesome canvas.
"I want to talk about how tomorrow is going to go."
"If you’re worried about me stealing your girl, that’s your problem. Anyone would want a piece of that."
Lincoln kicked him in the chest, and even from how far away the camera was, I could hear something snap inside Dr. Kevin’s body.
I flinched as the video showed him screaming in pain.
Lincoln held up his phone, its screen displaying an image that was obscured from view. However, the effect it had on Dr. Kevin was immediate and unmistakable—a look of pure terror etched across his face.
“How did you get that?” he snarled.
“Well, it doesn’t really matterhowI got it, right? It only matters that I have it. And if you don’t do exactly as I say…I’ll send it to your partner…and your wife.” Lincoln patted his cheek condescendingly. "I don't think either of them would be too happy about this."
"What do you want?” Dr. Kevin asked.
“You’re going to fire Monroe. Tomorrow,” Lincoln said silkily.
I watched in stunned horror as he demanded Dr. Kevin fire me, and accuse me of being a thief.
Another video, this time of Lincoln on the phone, casually strolling through the penthouse. You could see me through the entryway, sitting on the couch, my head nodding up and down as I listened to some music with the fancy headphones he’d given me two weeks ago.
“Don’t give Monroe any more jobs. She’s done working,” Lincoln murmured.
I heard Clarice’s voice through the phone. “Oh, I love this for her…”
And then, there was a video of him on a phone call with someone, giving him a list of all the places I’d applied to and instructing him to call everyone and make sure they knew not to hire me.
The videos stopped.
One last text came in.
Unknown: You’re welcome.
