The Dark Necessities of a Lonesome Chameleon
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CHAPTER 2
Max Rover sat down panting in the park after his jogging. He really
enjoyed it as it made him fit. His body was slim and healthy. He didn't
have any muscles to show but he still had a toned body. He also went to
aerobic classes 4 days a week early mornings. Early morinings were the
only time where he was himself. His work required him to be different. It
was a difficult work life but he really loved it. His slim body was one
of the many reasons which made his work easy.
"Damn," John said as he sat down beside Max. Max had met John Mortimer in
the same park a few months ago. While jogging one day they talked and
introduced themselves. Since then they had been friends. He liked John.
He didn't have many friends.
"That was quick," Max said.
"Yeah I'm really not in the mood today," John said and gave a pensive
look.
"Why's that?" Max asked noticing his pensive look.
John thought for a moment and sighed. "You know my girlfriend and I work
in the same law firm Thomson & Rickards."
"Yes, I know you told me." Thomson & Rickards is the most prestigious law
firms in the city. One should be lucky enough to get a job there. "So
what's bothering you?" Max asked.
"I'm not the one who's in problem. It's my girlfriend. You see our boss
Jack Rickards, he's a fucking pervert. Ever since he laid his eyes on
Emily, he's been doing everything in his power to get her to sleep with
him. Ofcourse she rejected him many times, but he still tries
shamelessly. Emily is fed up with his harassment."
"So why don't you both just quit?"
"You see she worked hard to get into that law firm. It's her dream. He
had tricked her into signing a bond with the firm that even if she
resigns the job she had to payback a large sum of money. And to make
matters worse, a few days ago I warned him to stay away from her. May be
I shouldn't have done it. He now knows I am her boyfriend. Obviously he
got mad that I crossed him. Now he has revoked my promotion and he's
threatening to fire me."
John sighed deeply and said, "He's gonna blackmail her to sleep with him
or else he's gonna fire me. I just don't know what to do." He looked
dejected.
Max began thinking. He thought there might be a case he can solve here.
"I think I may have a solution to your problem," Max said.
John turned to him instantly, "What? What do you mean? What kind of
solution?"
Max took his phone and began typing. John's phone buzzed with a message.
"Why did you send me a phone number Max? Whose number is this?"
"It's a friend who has helped me many times and can help you too. Call
that number later."
"Are you sure Max?" he said with a doubt on his face.
"Trust me, just call that number later," said Max and looked at the time.
"Look, I've gotta leave," Max said getting up. "Just call. My friend can
help you," he said and left.
Usually while working for a case he would charge money. But since this is
for a friend he decided to do it for free. After he reached home he
showed and finished his breakfast. After that he remembered that he had
accepted Cole's new case. But still he had to meet him to know more about
that case. He went to his secret room and contemplated about which suit
to wear.
He really liked being Serena yesterday. For a moment he thought of
becoming Serena again. But if John called for help he wanted a different
face. If the cops or anyone else spotted Serena with John, he didn't want
them to track back to him. So he went through different suits and
finally he selected his suit.
First he took the voice modulator strip and sticked across the middle of
his neck. He tried saying some random words. His deep male voice was
transformed into high female voice. After putting the dentures into his
mouth, he applied light green contact lenses into his eyes. For each suit
he maintained separate voice, contact lens and dentures.
Stripping nude, he took the nano latex body suit. Putting his right foot
into the suit, he pulled the suit around his foot carefully stretching
until he reached it's end. He carefully wiggled his toes into the suit's
fake toes. He repeated the same with the other leg. He stoop up and
stretched the suit upwards above his hips. He adjusts his penis which is
hidden under the built in fake vagina. Internally it was designed to
connect his penis with the fake vagina which allowed to urinate normally
like women. The fake vagina was even designed to have pleasure sensors
which while having sex sent signals to his penis which allowed him to
have orgasms.
He then pulled the suit up and place his right arm into the suits arm. He
stretched the suit over his arm unitl his fingers fit into the latex
fingers. He did the same with his left arm. He reached behind his back
pulled the zipper upwards towards his head.
Now the only thing left was the mask which was dangling near his throat.
With his arms he pulled the seam below the hair and then pulled the mask
over his head. His vision was deprived of the light. After stretching the
mask over his head he pulled the seam together. He then looked into the
mirror and the adjusted the mask all over his face. After fitting the
eyeholes properly to his eyes, he smoothed the mask by stretching and
pressing it around his eyses, over his nose and cheeks. Reaching behind
his head under the hair he joined the tiny zipper and pressed a tiny
button. Immediately the suit began to compress and constrict his body by
pushing the air between the body and the suit out.
After a few seconds she saw her refelection in the mirror. A beautiful
redhead with light green eyes stared back at her with her wavy hair
resting past her shoulders stared back at her. Turning her back to the
mirror she saw that there was no sign of the seam along her back. It
looked like normal skin thanks to the nano-tech. Smiling she adjusted her
breasts by cupping them. They felt real and so did her skin and her body.
All thanks to the high tech nano suit. No one could ever tell by seeing
her that there is a man inside her.
After tossing her hair a few times, she then checked her face. She opened
her mouth a few times and then made faces at herself to check the
expressions on her face. It reflected them perfectly. She then gave
different poses. She is now a real woman.
Just then her phone rang. "Hello," she said picking up.
"Hi, I'm a friend of Max's. He gave me your number to call you."
She smiled. About time she thought. "Yes, Max told me about your problem
with your boss."
"Yes, so can you help me?" he asked.
"Of course, I'm happy to help a friend of Max's."
"Thank you."
"So is there anyway I can meet your boss?"
"But what are you going to do?"
"You leave that to me."
"Well tonight our firm is hosting a benefit at the Grand Central."
"Great, can you get me an invite."
"Sure, I'll email you." After giving my untraceable email ID he said,
"How will I know you?"
"I'll call you when I reach there."
"Okay. Thanks again."
"No problem. See you tonight," she said and cut the call. She had to get
ready to go to a party tonight.
* * *
John waited in the lobby of the Grand Central Hotel dressed for the party
in a tuxedo. She said she'd be here. He'd already mailed the invite. At
first he called believing that she could help. Now not so much. What if
it didn't work? He began to worry. His phone rang. It was Emily. "Where
are you?" she asked.
"I'am at the hotel. Where are you?"
"I'm already at the party. Just get here fast. That asshole is ogling on
me again."
"I'll be right there," he said and ended the call.
Where is she? he thought and began pacing. Just then his phone rang
again. "Hello," he said.
"Hi John, I just entered the hotel. Where are you?"
"I'm at the lobby. But how do I recognize you?" he said.
"Do you see a redhead talking in the phone? I'm wearing a green dress."
He looked around and saw her. She saw him and closed her phone tucking it
away in her purse. She looked stunning. Her green velvet bodycon dress
hugged her body snugly which ended at the middle of her thighs. Her long
legs clad in dark sheer stockings and 5-inch stilettos. She looked
ravishing with her wavy hair.
"Hello John," she said smiling. Her perfume was intoxicating.
"Hi... hello...aah...," he said.
"I'm Courtney Price. So, where's your boss?"
"He's at the benefit. What are you going to do?"
"You leave that to me," she said.
* * *
Jack Rickards was bored by being with his wife at the party. Since they
have arrived Jenny wouldn't leave his side. She could go to talk to other
people or her friends but no. She had to cling to him. She wasn't that
pretty, just average. Why in the hell did he ever marry her, he didn't
understand. But then again he knew why he married her, her money. The
party was good. It had many pretty girls. But to his bad luck he couldn't
go to them. Then he saw Emily Smith. She looked beautiful in her red
dress. He had slept with different women but she was the only one who
resisted him. But that didn't stop him.
"Honey I'll be right back," he said.
"Where are you going?" his wife asked.
"There are some friends I've to meet and also I've to use the rest room."
"Fine go," she said and let go of his arm. Finally, he thought. After
jostling through the people he came at her side.
Emily stood alone at the party taking a sip from her drink. Where is
John? she thought looking at the people. She was thankful that her boss
didn't see her tonight.
"Hello Emily," a voice called her from behind. Shit! Speak of the devil.
She turned around and said gritting through her teeth , "Hello Mr.
Rickards." Shameless asshole. She had rejected him many times but that
didn't stop him. She tolerated all of this because if she didn't he would
fire John and the stupid bond she had signed. She really was an idiot to
sign that.
"Drinking alone. May be I could offer some company."
"It's fine Mr.Rickards. John will be here any minute."
"Come on, spend some time with your boss. You'll be with him most of the
time," he said and laid a hand on her shoulder. His touch irritated her
and she wanted to slap him right there. But she suppressed the urge. She
simply moved away from his touch. Then she saw John behind him coming
towards them.
"John's here," she said and quickly went to him. "Where were you?" she
said mad at him for leaving her alone.
"I'm sorry. Now come on let's get away from him," he took her hand and
they left quickly.
Jack's face turned red. He had to do something about that annoying
boyfriend of hers. Just then someone bumped into him spilling their drink
on his shirt.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't see," she said. After brushing his shirt with his
hands, he looked at her. She was exquisite. She wore a velvet green dress
and she looked stunning with her red hair cascading over her face.
"It's not a problem. You're a new face. I haven't seen you around here."
"You wouldn't have. I just came to the city. A friend of mine dragged me
to this party. I'm Courtney," she said shaking his hand.
"I'm Jack Rickards. And are you enjoying so far?"
"It's boring. I thought about leaving. I don't know anyone around here.
My friend she ditched me for her boyfriend," she said rolling her eyes.
God she looked sexy, he thought.
"Are you sure you're shirt's ok. I just feel really bad about it," she
said embarassed.
"It's ok. I'll just clean up and come."
"I'll help. All of this is my fault. I'll come with you." He couldn't
believe the oppurtunity he just got. He was thrilled and his heart was
racing.
"Let's go," he said accompanying her. After some time they were inside
what seemed to be a hotel room.
"You have a room booked here. It's nice," she said looking around. She
kept her purse on the table.
"Since we're hosting the party, we booked a room here in case we needed a
change of clothes."
She turned to him with her eyes widened and said, "You're the host. Now I
feel really bad."
"Don't worry," he said taking off his suit.
"Here let me help," she said and took the towel and began wiping his
shirt. He couldn't control himself. He had to touch her. He wanted her
right now. He put his arms around her pressed himself to her. Immediately
she pushed him with her arms.
"Mr. Rickards what are you doing," she said confused, angry and even a
little scared.
"I'm sorry," he said. Shit! control yourself Jack. Take it slow he told
himself. Then suddenly Courtney jumped at him by kissing him. Her lips
were on his. Not believing what was happening he moved away from her and
said, "What's going on?"
"Do you want me to stop?" she asked.
"Hell no," he said and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck
and kissed him deeply. They both fell on the bed. She began unbuckling
his belt and stripped his pants. He then removed his shirt and underwear.
She was on top of him. She knelt down on the bed with her knees on either
side of his hips.
She reached behind her back and unzipped her dress. She threw the dress
on the floor leaving her with green lacy bra and panties and thigh high
stockings. She kissed him again. He cupped her soft breasts which gave
him an erection immediately. In one swift motion he pushed her down on
the bed and he was on top of her. She looked surprised at that. He kissed
her neck and collar bone. He then began entering her. He pushed his dick
inside her. She let out a gasp and said, "My, my, Mr.Rickards you really
have big dick."
"Did I hurt you?."
"No, please continue," she said moaning. He began thrusting inside and
increased his pace.
"Oh...God...don't stop," she screamed. "Harder...fuck
me...Jack...harder," she said in between her moans. Jack began thrusting
inside her more vigorously. He was on the verge of coming. Courtney
moaned louder and they both came together. Both of them were panting and
breathing heavily. Exhausted Jack fell beside her. Courtney put her arm
on him and laid her head on his chest.
"That was...," Courtney said.
"Amazing," Jack completed her words.
"Not bad for a man in his thirties," she said in between her panting.
They both lay like that for sometime. Then Courtney woke up and took her
dress on the floor. She began pulling her dress over her.
"What are you doing? Come back," Jack said.
She didn't say anything. She took her purse and went to the mirror. She
re-applied her lipstick and make up. She then tied her hair in a high
ponytail. She then leaned on the table and took out her phone and a small
black object from her purse. She connected the object and began typing on
her phone with her fingers.
"What are you doing?" Jack asked.
"I wanna show you something," she said and turned the phone towards him.
The phone played a video. It looked like someone were having sex. After a
few seconds he realized that someone was themselves. Confused he got up
quickly from the bed.
"What is this?" he demanded.
"It's our sex tape," she said. "My, my, look at you trying very hard.
Nice work Jack. You made me come. Not many can do that. I'm impressed."
"What the hell is this?," he said.
"It's like this Jack. I'm gonna send this video to your wife unless you
do as I ask."
His eyes widened and said angrily, "You're blackmailing me. I'm gonna
kill you."
"You could. But before that everyone is gonna watch this video. You see I
hacked into this hotel's firewall before I came in. With one click, that
big flat screen at the party which is showing the videos of how your firm
has been helping the handicapped children, is gonna show our sex tape,"
she said smiling.
"You...," he said and charged at her to hit her. She blocked his hand and
punched hard in his stomach. He knelt down in pain. Then she punched him
in the face. "Calm down, Jack. Let's talk this through. I really don't
like violence you know," she said as he fell down covering his face.
"Here's what's gonna happen. You're going to back off from Emily and
John. You're going to free Emily from her bond, give promotion to Jack
and leave them alone forever. Or else your wife's gonna know about us.
Next thing she'll divorce you no doubt, and you're gonna loose all the
money and go back on the streets again. See it's just that simple."
He got up slowly and said, "Who the hell are you? Did John and Emily put
you upto this?"
"Does it matter? You really are an asshole you know that. Your wife is a
good woman. You tricked her and made her fall in love with you. You
married Jenny Thomson because of her money. More than 50% shares of the
property are on her name. Since she doesn't know how to take care of her
business. You stepped in. Now you're just feeding on her money like a
fucking leech," Courtney said with a look of disgust on her face.
"What do you want?"
"Just like I asked before. You're gonna leave John and Emily alone.
Within tomorrow morning I should here from John that he has been
promoted. And after that you stay from them," she said with a steely
voice.
"Fine," he said after sometime all the while glaring at her.
"Good choice," she said smiling. She then wrote something on piece of
paper from her purse and gave it to Jack. Jack looked at it and said,
"What's this?"
"It's an account number. I want 5 million dollars deposited within 10 AM
tomorrow."
"Are you out of your mind? I don't have that kind of money," he shouted.
"Come on Jack, asshole's like you always have money stashed away
somewhere. Or else you know what's gonna happen. You're gonna lose
everything and will be reduced to a street dog like you always were."
"You conniving bitch," he spat at her.
She laughed and said, "You know in the end they always say the same
thing. I am a bitch. Tell me something new."
She took her purse and came near him and kissed him on the cheek. "Good
bye Jack. I know you'll do the right thing. And you might wanna get
dressed. You look disgusting naked," she said frowning and left the room.
* * *
Courtney was impressed with how she'd handled things with Jack. He
deserved it. She was 100% sure that he was gonna cave in. Now all she had
to do was inform John that she had handled his problem and her work is
done. Her phone buzzed. She checked that the message was from Cole. She
had forgotten that she had accepted his case. 'Need to meet. Urgent' it
said. It must be about the case. She messaged him she'd meet him tomorrow
and gave him the address.
She went to the party and looked around for John. After sometime John
found her and walked upto her.
"Hey, where were you?" he asked.
"I was busy taking care of your problem," she said.
"And..."
"And I did. By tomorrow morning you and Emily should be free from him.
Just call me tomorrow."
"Are you sure you took care of him?" he asked worried.
"Jesus, relex John. I took care of it," she said and looked behind him.
"Is that your girlfriend?" she asked after seeing a woman who was
watching them intently.
"Yes, that's Emily."
"Does she know about our arrangement?"
"No, I still haven't told her."
"What are you going to tell her?"
"I don't know. I'll figure it out."
"Ok. She looks nice you too look great together."
"Thank you for your help."
"Not yet, you can thank me tomororw. I've to leave. My work here is
done," she said and left.
She got into a lift. After sometime the lift stopped at a floor and a
girl entered the lift. She must be in her early twenties. "Mom, I'm
leaving right now. Do you hear me? Hello...Mom...Do you...dammit," she
said frustrated looking at her phone after her call got cut. She looked
beautiful with her long straight dark brown hair parted in the middle
which fell all the way to her back. She had petite body and olive
complexion. She wore jeans and a blue t-shirt and sneakers. Courtney
could tell she obviously wasn't here for the party.
"It's the elevator," Courtney told her. The woman looked at her. "You
won't get a cell signal inside," she told her who nodded at her.
"I know," she said. "Shit," she muttered to herself.
"Is everything okay?" Courtney asked.
"It's ok. I really need to make a call," she said.
"That's not a problem. When you get out you can call again?" she said
smiling.
"That is the problem. I maxed out my phone balance. So now I can't call
back."
"It's ok. You can use mine." The girl looked at her a little surprised.
"Really?" she said.
"Sure, you can use mine." Courtney didn't know why she was helping her
out. She was just another girl. Sure she was pretty. But there was
something about that girl that made Courtney intrigued.
When they got out on the ground floor. Courtney fished out her phone from
her purse and gave it to her. The girl took it and moved away from her to
make a call. Sure she could have told the girl that she can use the phone
at the reception, but giving her phone was unnecessary. All the while the
girl was talking, Courtney watched her. Courtney had seen many pretty
women. Hell she had been some of them. But there was something different
about this girl.
The girl finished her call and returned the phone. "Hope everything's
okay," Courtney said.
"It's fine. Thank you for the call," the girl said smiling.
"No problem. So are you here for the party?"
"No, no, I'm not. My friend just dragged me into this. I don't even like
it. It's boring."
"Tell me about it. I'm Courtney by the way," she said extending her hand.
She usually didn't introduce herself to others like this.
"I'm Ivy. Nice meeting you," she said. They both stood there for a
moment. "So I gotta go," Ivy said.
"Sure."
Ivy walked away. Courtney was a little disappointed watching her leave.
She just met Ivy. She thought she liked her. She then rolled her eyes.
That was ridiculous. She quickly dismissed that thought. There was no way
she was gonna see Ivy again. She shook her head and left the hotel.
* * *
Cole Dashforth sat in a diner sipping his coffee. His phone showed 10:53
AM. He was supposed to meet someone at 11 AM. He hated waiting. Why can't
they get here quickly so that they can finish this faster and get on with
their lives he thought.
He waited for some more time checking his phone and drinking his coffee.
It was 11. She was late. He had called her for her services on a new
case. That was a day ago. He liked to think the person was a 'she' since
he/she always looked female. It couldn't be a 'he' because no matter how
much he can disguise he couldn't copy all the mannerisms of a woman. That
was impossible. He knew her as The Chameleon. Apparently no one has ever
seen what she really looked like. Always she uses a disguise, for the
reasons only God knows why.
He looked around the diner. There were only a few people. 3 men drining
at the bar. A couple eating burgers and girl reading a book. She was
beautiful though. Short blond hair, brown eyes with a back pack beside
her. He smiled at her when she looked at him in between reading her
pages. She gave him a look that said 'Mind your own business asshole'.
Apparently she wasn't in good mood. Then it hit him. Could she be The
Chameleon? When he thought of previous meetings with her she had always
fooled him. She really had a weird sense of humor. Whenever he came to
meet her she wouldn't show up. And then when he went to talk to the woman
thinking she might be the one she would turn out to be someone else. She
would then show up as someone else and make a fool out of him.
Better to check this time as he didn't wanna embarass himself. He quickly
sent a message to her phone. 'Where are you? I'm waiting'. Ever her phone
was completely untraceable. The FBI tried to trace her phone and find
out more about her, but there was no use. Apparently she really didn't
want to be found.
The girl put her book down and checked her phone. Bingo! He had got it
right this time. He went and took a seat infront of her. "You know I've
been waiting for you right here and yet you ignored me," he said.
"Excuse me, who are you?" she said frowning.
"Nice try, but I already called your bluff."
"Look mister, I don't know who you are. You must've mistaken me for
someone else."
"Come on, stop pretending. We need to discuss about the case. And nice
face you've got there by the way. I like it."
"You pervert! I am telling you I dont know what you're talking about. Now
get lost or I'll scream," she warned him.
"Stop this..."
"Stop what?" a voice interrupted them from behind him.
He turned around to see a redhead smiling at him. "It's really easy
fooling you," she said and began laughing.
After apologizing to the girl, Cole and the redhead sat at the corner of
the diner. She wore a white blouse and a navy blue skirt. She was still
laughing. "Will you stop? And who are you suppose to be now?" he said his
face red.
"I'm sorry. You just fall for that everytime," she said in between her
giggles. "I'm Courtney Price by the way," she said in a mock serious
tone.
He just glared at her. "I texted you just now," he said.
"I know, I was watching. So I sent a broadcast signal from my phone," she
waved the phone at him. "It will just send a dummy message to all the
cellphones within a short range. It's really cool tech. You thought you
had it right this time. You should've seen your face," she said and
laughed.
He glared at her again. "Okay, okay, I'll stop," she said and stopped
laughing.
"Now what's this new case about?" she asked.
"It's about a girl. She was beaten so badly that she went into a coma.
Apparently she knew some important information. So someone attempted to
murder her to shut her up."
"So what do you want me to do now?"
"I need you to take her place. Get in her life and find out who attacked
her."
"I'm sorry, if I take her place, then I'll be always in danger."
"Come on, you've worked with me many times. Wasn't it always dangerous?
But you handled it. What happened now?"
She thought for a moment and said, "Fine. Who's the girl?" she asked.
He looked outside through the window and said, "It's her."
"Who? I don't see anyone? You said she was in coma. How is she here?" she
said looking through the window.
"Look at the poster," he said.
She looked at the poster. It showed a shampoo ad that showed a model
showing off her shiny blond hair. Courtney didn't understood at first and
then it hit her. She widened her eyes and said aloud, "You want me to..."
she looked around and then whispered, "You want me to become Lyla
Jackson, the supermodel."
"That's right," he said. It was the first time he saw a look of shock on
The Chameleon's face. Courtney leand back and thought for a moment. "I
need to think about this," she said.
"What's there to think about? You already said yes."
"This is different. Until now. I impersonated many women for a short
time. But this... for this I've take over life completely," she said and
got up.
"I'll call you," she said.
"Wait," he said and gave her a file. "This file has all the info. on the
case. Read it," he said. Courtney nodded and took the file and left. He
hoped she would agree. This case was a big one.
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