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Chapter Four: Hyperthymesia

"Turn right here" Eve nodded to her right and Brian did just that "So you used to be a cop?" Eve asked as she tried making a conversation.

"Yeah" Was all he said as Eve stared at him for a few seconds and when he noticed he turned to look at her "So how long has Monica been under?"

"A little over a year" Eve replied as she put a piece of her hair, that kept getting in her face from the wind, behind her ear. Her eyes looking out the window.

"And you, how long have you been an FBI Agent?" Brian asked, wanting to know more about the girl sat next to him as he switched lanes.

Eve shrugged and looked over at Brian "A long time now" Brian nodded and glanced in the rear view mirror to check where Roman was and he was close on his tail. Brian was making sure to beat Roman to Verone's house and the skills the blonde had learnt over the years, he knew he had this in the bag.

"So what's with the photographic memory thing?" Brian questioned and Eve smiled knowing that was coming.

"You read my file, O'conner?" He too smiled as he stared at her and shrugged "Maybe"

It was silent for a couple seconds before Eve spoke "Okay, March 27th 1998 was a Friday. Sunrise was at 5:45. . .no 5:46 AM and the Knicks beat the Grizzlies 97-89 for their 40th win"

Brian smiled "So you don't forget anything?" The blonde had to admit he was curious, he found himself wanting to know more about the woman sat next to him.

"I can't, it's a medical thing. Hyperthymesia. Only sixty one people worldwide have it" Eve then went back to looking out the window yet she could still feel Brian's eyes on her so she turned to him "You might wanna keep your eyes on on the road blondie"

"Why you think we're gonna crash?" He asked in an amusing tone as he sped up, going way over the speed limit while switching in and out of lanes. Leaving a confused Roman behind him as he too sped up.

"I haven't decided yet" There was a cocky grin on the blondes face and Eve watched as he shifted gears and slammed his foot down on the gas peddle which rapidly increased the speed of the car.

Brian couldn't take his eyes off Eve as they sped down the road with their eyes locked on each other. And in that moment, everything just felt perfect as Eve stared into his blue eyes and Brian stared into hers. The stress of work, her sister, the nightmares or the fact that Brian was speeding down the road like a maniac, all went away in that short moment of time.

Pressing down on the breaks just in time for the red light as the car came to a halt, his eyes never leaving Eve's. It was Eve who laughed first followed by Brian when Roman and Monica pulled up beside them.

It didn't take Roman long to figure out what Brian was doing "He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he?" Roman asked in an annoyed tone "He got that from me!" He then took off at the green light as Eve turned her head to face Brian with a look on her face that said 'what the fuck' while Brian just shrugged as he let out a laugh.

They were now only a couple blocks away from Verone's house because this was were Brian and Roman were dropping the two girls off so no one would see.

Eve unbuckled her seatbelt as she looked at what she could see of the house "Once we get in here, you're on your own" Getting out the car she smiled at Brian "Whatever you do, don't get yourself killed"

"Noted" Brian sent her a smile back and watched as she waited for Monica to catch up with her.

"Follow me" Monica said to Eve as they walked towards a large house "So you know what to do right?"

Eve nodded "Play Verone's girlfriend? Can't be that hard right" Monica smiled at Eve and nodded "We've been speaking ya know over the phone and I've helped him out with a few things back in New York to show him I'm legit and obviously my colleagues were always listening in so the only thing I can do now is play along"

They were met with two tall Hispanic men who were Verone's bodyguards and a lot more "Enrique, Roberto, this is Eve. The mystery woman from New York" Monica introduced and Eve gave them a smile and shook each of their hands.

"Nice to finally put a name to the voice" Enrique said and Eve noticed his accent when he spoke. He shook her hand while his eyes wandered her body, a smile on his face.

"Nice to meet you" Roberto spoke and too shook her hand as Eve faked a smile. Something else she was good at.

"Likewise" After introductions, Monica then looped her arm around Eve's and lead her into the house to finally meet Carter Verone.

"Carter" Monica called out "The drivers are here and so is Eve" The sound of footsteps came from the other room before Verone came into Eve's line of sight.

"It's about time we finally met. Welcome to my home Eve" He said to Eve, placing a kiss on the top of her hand while his eyes travelled down her body and Eve had to refrain herself from rolling her eyes.

"It's loving to finally meet you" She faked a smile as Verone then turned to Monica "Let's go" She nodded and pushed open the doors in front of her and walking outside. Eve and Verone behind her.
Walking into an opening filled with men, Eve seemed to notice Brian and Roman straight away as Verone started to inspect the small group of men

"Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about twenty miles from here. The car isn't important. . .but what is important is the package I left in the glovebox. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me" Verone announced.

"What are you saying? We gotta audition?" One of the drivers asked.

Verone glanced over at him "Nobody's got a gun to your head" He told him "That's it" The man then walked away from the crowd.

"Drivers licence, pass em up!" Monica told the group of men loudly "Before Christmas guys" After she finally received all of them, Enrique ordered the drivers to get going as they all rushed to their cars.

Eve shared a quick smile with Brian before losing him in the crowd "Good luck, Brian" She whispered to herself.

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