The Thief

The Thief

A short story series.

"She was on orders." Luka said in a low voice.

"I know." She heard Chris say.

Olivia watched as her teardrops fell to the floor and Chris's shoes made their way closer to her. Luka didn't move from his position beside her.

"Liv, it's okay." Chris said gently.

Olivia couldn't meet his gaze.

"Olivia, look at me." Chris ordered sharply.

Olivia's head shot up instinctively. She searched his face for any signs of anger but could find none.

"You did what any of us would have done if we'd been in your position. There's no reason for you to be afraid to tell us. Trust me."

Chris said the last part in a near whisper. Olivia swallowed hard. She'd already chosen to put her trust in him once tonight, why couldn't she do it again? She nodded and forcefully wiped away the rest of her tears.

"He's right ya know. We got ya." Mitch chimed in.

Chris took her hand in his and squeezed it reassuringly before going to sit back down. Olivia took a steadying breath.

"Right. So, things ended up getting pretty serious between us in Damien's eyes. A rumor started being spread around that the invincible Damien had finally cracked and was looking to settle down. I didn't think much of it. He wasn't exactly the settling down sort of person or at least I thought. Towards the end of my time there, Damien actually decided to propose. I couldn't say no without drawing suspicion to myself. For all Damien knew, we were actually madly in love. I waited for a few weeks afterwards and called Luka for an extraction. It didn't go as planned."

"Didn't go as planned?" Chris asked.

"Damien somehow got word of the meeting. When our contact went in to extract her, Damien was waiting. Both Olivia and the contact were shot." Luka explained.

"Damien left me alive but left me with a pretty nasty reminder of our time together."

Olivia lifted up her shirt to reveal a white, scarred over, round, bullet wound on her lower abdomen.

"So if ya betrayed him, why does he want ya back?" Mitch asked.

Olivia shrugged.

"Twisted revenge is my best guess. All he said to me was that he wanted me back."

"Alright. Well we need to figure out why he has a sudden fascination with finding you after all of these years. No more jobs until this is figured out. Do you understand me, Olivia?" Luka ordered.

"Yes, sir."

"Boss, I don't think the girly should be alone." Mitch said pointedly.

Luka sighed.

"You're right. It isn't safe, especially since it's likely that Damien already knows where she lives."

Luka seemed to ponder his options for a few minutes before turning to face Olivia.

"It seems you have three options Olivia. One, you stay at headquarters until this is resolved. Two, you rotate between staying with members of the guild. Or three, you come stay at the main house."

"The main house? I thought no one was allowed access but you three?" Olivia said gesturing to the three men in the room.

"That is true. However, considering the circumstances, it maybe the safest place for you. The security details at both headquarters and the main house are the strongest."

Olivia looked at Chris for help but he seemed to be pointedly staring at a painting on her wall. He wanted this decision to be her own.

"I guess I'll go with..."

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I Went To "The Bachelor" Auditions

And here's why you won’t be seeing me on TV.

It’s finally time to admit my guilty pleasure: I have always been a huge fan of The Bachelor.

I can readily admit that I’ve been a part of Bachelor fantasy leagues, watch parties, solo watching — you name it, I’ve gone the whole nine yards. While I will admit that the show can be incredibly trashy at times, something about it makes me want to watch it that much more. So when I found out that The Bachelor was holding auditions in Houston, I had to investigate.

While I never had the intention of actually auditioning, there was no way I would miss an opportunity to spend some time people watching and check out the filming location of one of my favorite TV shows.

The casting location of The Bachelor, The Downtown Aquarium in Houston, was less than two blocks away from my office. I assumed that I would easily be able to spot the audition line, secretly hoping that the endless line of people would beg the question: what fish could draw THAT big of a crowd?

As I trekked around the tanks full of aquatic creatures in my bright pink dress and heels (feeling somewhat silly for being in such nice clothes in an aquarium and being really proud of myself for somewhat looking the part), I realized that these auditions would be a lot harder to find than I thought.

Finally, I followed the scent of hairspray leading me up the elevator to the third floor of the aquarium.

The doors slid open. I found myself at the end of a large line of 20-something-year-old men and women and I could feel all eyes on me, their next competitor. I watched as one woman pulled out her travel sized hair curler, someone practiced answering interview questions with a companion, and a man (who was definitely a little too old to be the next bachelor) trying out his own pick-up lines on some of the women standing next to him.

I walked to the end of the line (trying to maintain my nonchalant attitude — I don’t want to find love on a TV show). As I looked around, I realized that one woman had not taken her eyes off of me. She batted her fake eyelashes and looked at her friend, mumbling something about the *grumble mumble* “girl in the pink dress.”

I felt a wave of insecurity as I looked down at my body, immediately beginning to recognize the minor flaws in my appearance.

The string hanging off my dress, the bruise on my ankle, the smudge of mascara I was sure I had on the left corner of my eye. I could feel myself begin to sweat. These women were all so gorgeous. Everyone’s hair was perfectly in place, their eyeliner was done flawlessly, and most of them looked like they had just walked off the runway. Obviously, I stuck out like a sore thumb.

I walked over to the couches and sat down. For someone who for the most part spent most of the two hours each Monday night mocking the cast, I was shocked by how much pressure and tension I felt in the room.

A cop, stationed outside the audition room, looked over at me. After a brief explanation that I was just there to watch, he smiled and offered me a tour around the audition space. I watched the lines of beautiful people walk in and out of the space, realizing that each and every one of these contestants to-be was fixated on their own flaws rather than actually worrying about “love.”

Being with all these people, I can see why it’s so easy to get sucked into the fantasy. Reality TV sells because it’s different than real life. And really, what girl wouldn’t like a rose?

Why was I so intimidated by these people? Reality TV is actually the biggest oxymoron. In real life, one person doesn’t get to call all the shots. Every night isn’t going to be in a helicopter looking over the south of France. A real relationship depends on more than the first impression.

The best part of being in a relationship is the reality. The best part about yourself isn’t your high heels. It’s not the perfect dress or the great pick-up lines. It’s being with the person that you can be real with. While I will always be a fan of The Bachelor franchise, this was a nice dose of reality. I think I’ll stick to my cheap sushi dates and getting caught in the rain.

But for anyone who wants to be on The Bachelor, let me just tell you: Your mom was right. There really are a lot of fish in the sea. Or at least at the aquarium.

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11 Amazing TV Shows That Are Ending in 2019

All good things must come to an end.


It might just be the beginning of 2019 but there are many TV series wrapping up already. There are many breathtaking and original pilots around along with several reboots coming. This might be one of the greatest year for TV.

However, all good things must come to an end. Some series have been planned out and are going to be finished while others have been cut short. Sadly, here's a list of TV series to say goodbye to this year.

1. The Big Bang Theory (CBS)

Final Date: May

12 Seasons//279 episodes

2. Orange is the New Black (Netflix)

Final Date: End of 2019

7 seasons//91 episodes

3. Jane the Virgin (CW)

Final Date: Mid-late 2019

5 seasons//100 episodes

4. Games of Thrones (HBO)


Final Date: Summer

8 Seasons//73 episodes

5. Broad City (Comedy Central)

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Final Date: March

5 seasons//50 episodes



Final Date: Spring

7 seasons//67 episodes

7. Homeland (Showtime)


Final date: Summer

8 seasons//96 episodes

8. Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt (Netflix)

Final date: January 25

4 seasons//52 episodes

9. The Affair (Showtime)


Final Date: End of 2019

5 seasons//42 episodes

10. Friends From College (Netflix)

Final Date: End of 2019

2 seasons//16 episodes

11. Crashing (HBO)


Final Date: End of 2019

3 seasons//24 episodes

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