[hr][hr] [center][h1][color=#e31e1e]Constance Monroe[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/voFe7CA.png[/img] [hr] [color=#e31e1e]Location[/color]: [color=#1C402E]The Evergreen Room[/color] [color=#e31e1e]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center] [hr][hr] [color=#e31e1e]”Tony… Someone is blackmailing me.”[/color] Constance let it spill out before she truly realized what she had said, but it was out in the open now. She heard that hitch in his breath, and she looked up at him. What was with that reaction? Was he surprised that someone like her had secrets that she needed to be kept like that, or was it that he also…? No. But he had [i]just[/i] mentioned documents on his desk as well. Right where she had found the photos yesterday. Was that why they had all been brought there? Maybe that’s why poor Renee… She realized it had been quiet, too quiet. [color=#e31e1e]”Tony… is there something I should know?”[/color] Tony blinks, recomposing himself. [color=skyblue]”I’m being blackmailed too. I don’t know why, there’s no demand… just…”[/color] he hesitates, his mind racing as he tries to choose the right words; [i]safe[/i] words. [color=skyblue]”An implication of what they know, the leverage they have. I thought I was the only one… could it be [i]all[/i] of us?”[/color] he says, paling slightly as he realizes the possibility. Constance couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It was just like with those photos. No demands, nothing else but the implications. However, what Tony was suggesting, she was now thinking it too. [color=#e31e1e]”It was similar with me. No demands, no instructions, nothing. Just the implication. I… didn’t want to think it could be anything more than just happenstance but, hearing that they’re blackmailing you too, and now with Renee… oh god. Did they bring us here to expose us?”[/color] Tony winced at the thought. If his secret was exposed… [i]no, I can’t let that happen.[/i] [color=skyblue]”Maybe. I don’t know. But whatever their plans are, it can’t be good. And who are ‘they’ anyway? Elenore, surely, but who knows who else could be in on it? It could be any of them… all of them. This is… bad,”[/color] he says, thinking out loud. [color=#e31e1e]”Clearly the LaLunes are in on it. Those documents were in our assigned rooms and none of us knew where we were going when we arrived here, correct? I don’t really even trust the staff now. However, I don’t know if we should let the others know yet. Clearly someone is willing to kill and we don’t know why.”[/color] Constance bit her lip a bit as she looked up at Tony. She could feel herself getting weak though as her thoughts spun around in her mind. Someone had brought them all there, possibly to expose them, and possibly for more, but why? They hadn’t known each other before, and none of them had anything to gain by knowing the others' secrets, correct? So why them? Was this a situation like that old comedy movie? No. Constance wasn’t even American! [color=skyblue]”I definitely don’t trust anyone that was here before us,”[/color] he agreed. [color=skyblue]”Not the family, not the staff. As for the others… fuck, I don’t know. We need to figure out if anyone else is being blackmailed. We need to know if we can trust anyone else, or if we’re in this alone. …Fuck.”[/color] [i]None of them would trust you if they knew[/i] your [i]secret,[/i] his subconscious says; Tony grimaces at the thought. Constance found herself nodding at Tony’s words, but it was going to be troublesome trying to figure out if anyone else was being blackmailed. It wasn’t like you could just ask them upfront if they were keeping secrets. She also knew that if anyone knew her secret that they would never look at her the same. [color=#e31e1e]”For… for now… we should try to play this cool until we figure out if we’re alone in this or not. I know that’s a bit of a tall order but we can’t give anyone a reason to suspect us of knowing anything.”[/color] Tony doesn’t answer immediately, caught up in his racing thoughts as he tries to make sense of all this. It doesn’t help that the consequences of his night of drinking still lingered, leaving a frustrating haze over his mind. [i]I need to think… I need a shower. Fuck, is it even safe to be alone?[/i] He’s not used to this uncertainty… this fear. [i]Fuck, fuck, fuck.[/i] [color=skyblue]”We have to be smart about this,”[/color] he eventually agrees. He opens his mouth to continue, but no words come. He’s still looking at Constance, but simultaneously looks distant. In the operating room, Tony always knows what to do, how to handle every situation… but right now, he feels lost. He feels like he did a year ago. Constance could see that look in his eye and moved in close and wrapped her arms around him tightly and nuzzled in close. She was use to having the answers, she was use to being perfect, and having the perfect answers at her fingertips. But at the moment? She was adrift and her only lifeline was knowing that she wasn’t alone in this. [color=#e31e1e]”We’re not alone, Tony. We’ve got each other, right?”[/color] Gradually, Tony is brought back to the present by her embrace. [color=skyblue]”We have each other,”[/color] he agrees, kissing the top of her head and holding her close. Eventually, he pulls away slightly. [color=skyblue]”I need to go shower, we have to act normal. And I’m sure the others are desperate to question the doctor,”[/color] he adds dryly, grimacing at the thought. An interrogation is the last thing he wants right now, but he’ll have to face it eventually. [color=#e31e1e]”Alright. I should clean up as well. Good luck dodging all the interrogations.”[/color] Constance offered him a half smile as she pulled away and let him leave. As she watched him leave, she leaned up against her bedpost and frowned a bit. Things were going from bad to worse with this news, and she wasn’t sure how to feel. For the moment, she was going to take that shower, and get ready for the day.