The Other Side of the Door pt3

"Mr. Pertison, are you sure you want to mix business with pleasure?" asked the temp. assistant. Neelan couldnt remember why he started telling her his business anyway. She kept showing him the potential worry. "Listen, Aubrey," Neelan was careful to speak slowly so that she was aware of the severity of his next statement. "No one knows but me and you. If I tell Ms. Morgan, that makes three. It will never reach a fourth ear." Aubrey nodded in agreement and walked out. As Neelan pondered his next move, he walked across his office to the wall that carried the picture of his father, Will Pertison, and used his remote to open the hidden door. Once inside, Neelan sat at the chair in the center of the room and gazed at the surrounding televisions. With one snap of the finger, they came on at once. Every television served as a surveillance for one of his next prospects. He stood up, walked to the television that showed Trya pulling into her driveway, kissed the screen and said..."This may be the last time you enter your home, so sleep tight." TO BE CONTINUED!!!!