My New Eyes Can See Through Clothes

The air was heavy, charged with tension, as Jack stood frozen, blood dripping from his eyes. He was still trying to make sense of the bizarre sensation—the ability to see through the woman who had just stepped out of the crimson car. His breath came in short, shallow gasps as his mind struggled to catch up with his vision.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice steady but laced with worry. "You're bleeding."

Jack couldn't respond immediately, his heart pounding harder as his gaze kept shifting. He could see her again—not just her clothes, but everything beneath them. Her black bra and panties seemed to blur, leaving her bare form visible to his eyes. The sheer intensity of the sight—her soft, flawless white skin, her feminine curves—caused him to flush in embarrassment.

He staggered back a step, his head spinning. He didn't want to see this. He felt like his mind was betraying him, giving him access to something he shouldn't be seeing. He stumbled back another step, raising a trembling hand to his face in a desperate attempt to shield his vision.

"I… I don't know what's happening," he muttered, his voice strained, trying to focus on anything else. His eyes darted around, catching glimpses of the men in suits who still stood in a perimeter around him, watching silently, unmoving.

The woman took a step toward him, her expression growing more alarmed. "You're hurt," she said softly, her voice gentle but insistent. She reached out a hand again, the light gleaming off her perfectly manicured nails. "Let me help you. You're losing blood."

"I'm fine," Jack replied hastily, backing away further, his voice firmer now as he struggled to regain control of his emotions. His eyes blinked rapidly, and suddenly, as quickly as it had begun, the strange vision dissipated. He could see her again—her clothes in place, the black shirt and white coat draped across her slender frame. Relief washed over him, though he still felt an uneasy warmth in his chest.

The woman paused, watching him carefully. "Are you sure? There's so much blood…"

Jack took a deep breath, wiping his face with his sleeve, trying to appear calm. "It's stopped," he said after a moment, his voice more composed now. "I don't know why I was bleeding, but it's not serious. Really, I'm fine."

She hesitated, her hazel eyes scanning his face, still uncertain. Then, as if satisfied by his words, she nodded slowly. "If you're sure," she said softly, though her expression remained tense.

Ellie, the little girl, tugged on her mother's sleeve, looking up at her with wide, innocent eyes. "Mommy, is he gonna be okay? He's bleeding a lot…"

Her mother smiled gently, though the worry hadn't completely left her face. "He'll be fine, sweetie," she said, brushing her hand through the girl's hair. "But it's thanks to him that you're safe." She then turned back to Jack, her face softening. "Thank you. For saving her."

Jack shifted awkwardly, unsure of how to respond. "It's… it's nothing," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. His body still felt tense, the adrenaline not quite subsiding.

"No, it's not nothing," the woman insisted. "You saved my daughter's life. I can't thank you enough." Her gaze was firm but warm, and Jack could sense her genuine gratitude.

He didn't know what to say. He wasn't used to being thanked, let alone being surrounded by a group of men in suits and a woman who seemed to radiate authority and power. It made him feel out of place, awkward.

Then, after a moment of silence, the woman straightened, her eyes fixed on Jack. "My name is Liana," she said softly, her tone formal now, as if introducing herself properly. "I owe you a debt, and if there's anything you need—anything at all—I'll do whatever I can to help."

Jack blinked, unsure of what to make of the offer. It wasn't every day that someone made a proposition like that, and he could sense from the way she spoke and carried herself that this wasn't an idle promise.

He hesitated for a moment, the weight of her words sinking in. Then, a thought crossed his mind. It was a long shot, but… maybe he could use this opportunity.

"I don't need much," he began cautiously, rubbing his chin. "But if you're serious about helping… I could use some credits. And…" His eyes drifted to the pendant hanging around her neck, a small, unassuming piece that glinted under the fading sunlight.

"Credits?" Liana raised an eyebrow, a slight frown forming on her face, but she didn't seem shocked. "How much?"

Jack swallowed, unsure if he was pushing his luck. "A hundred thousand," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. He gestured toward the pendant. "And… that pendant."

Liana's hand instinctively rose to touch the pendant, her fingers brushing the small trinket. Her eyes narrowed slightly, a moment of hesitation flickering across her face. "The pendant? Why…?"

Jack shrugged, trying to appear casual. "I don't know. It just feels important." He couldn't explain it to her but pendent is valuable.

For a long moment, Liana studied him, her hazel eyes searching his face as if trying to read his intentions. Then, finally, she nodded.

"All right," she said quietly. "I'll give you the credits—and the pendant." She removed it from her neck, holding it out to him. "It's nothing special, just something my daughter found. But if you want it, it's yours."

Jack reached out and took the pendant, feeling its cool weight in his hand.

Liana motioned to one of the men standing nearby. "Give him five hundred thousand credits," she instructed calmly.

The man nodded and stepped forward, handing Jack a sleek device that transferred the funds directly to his account. Jack stared at the screen in disbelief, seeing the numbers flash before him.

"Five hundred thousand…?" he asked, blinking in surprise.

Liana smiled faintly. "You saved my daughter. I think that's worth more than a hundred thousand." She gave a small shrug. "Besides, I'm sure you could use it."

Jack didn't argue. He pocketed the device and nodded his thanks, still processing everything that had just happened.

Liana tilted her head, regarding him thoughtfully. "Is there anywhere you need to go? I can have one of my men take you wherever you need."

Jack hesitated, thinking for a moment. He hadn't planned on any of this, but now that he had the credits… there was only one place that came to mind.

"Yeah," he said finally, his voice steady. "Take me to Marin City."

Liana's eyes flickered with interest, but she simply nodded. "Marin City it is, then." She gestured toward one of the cars. "Come on. We'll take you there."