Dark Betrayals

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Madyson Hunter

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Dark Betrayals By

Madyson Hunter

ADVANCED READER COPY: DISCLAIMER This Advance Reader Copy is the property of Madyson Hunter. The Advance Reader Copy may not be sold, rented, loaned, or copied. This is an uncorrected copy and may differ slightly from the final published novel, which will be available from Triskelion Publishing in June 2005. This work is copyrighted as of 2005 by Madyson Hunter.

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Chapter One

She shivered with fear, more afraid than she’d ever been in her life. Her phone rang in the middle of the night and no one spoke. She only heard heavy breathing or a malevolent laugh. She wondered if someone wanted to drive her mad. In the last week, she’d begun to sense someone watched her every move. Why? Alexandra ‘Lexie’ Catherine Marshall sat in her office and tried to rationalize the recent events in her life. She’d spent the last two hours composing a chronological list of the unexplained occurrences in her life during the past month. The calls began a month ago. “What happened to cause the sudden upheavals in my life? Did one of my customers receive bad treatment?” She looked upward and said a silent prayer for Granny Marshall’s help. She needed to find an answer. Granny’d told her as a child that there were good and bad spirits and if you believed, the good spirits would always be there to help. She counted on Granny to be her good spirit. “Granny, are you there?” The quiet nearly deafened her hearing her own heartbeat. “No, guess not.” “I know I’m anal about things, especially making lists. Talking to myself would make people think I’ve flipped out.”

If most people knew how horrible her childhood had been, they would

understand the lists. Her mother, never the easiest person to live with or please, made strict discipline must be the order of each day. Lexie remembered the many nights standing at the kitchen counter to eat her dinner after a session with Mother and her hairbrush. Mother never forgave an infraction of The Rules. “But Mama isn’t here now.” A grumbling in her stomach reminded Lexie that she’d not eaten since early this morning. She looked at her watch showing seven twenty-two. “Now I know why I’m so hungry.” She usually closed the shop and went home by six. She stood; her joints and muscles screamed from sitting so long. She’d been alone almost all day and closed the shop early when Wendy, the full-time clerk, called in sick. Her business partner, Jo, was in Rome on a buying trip. The two part-time clerks from Raboin High School’s co-op program, Kelley and Sandra, had been over an hour late for work. They’d laughed at her when she informed them they’d not be paid for the time missed. She’d sent them home with instructions not to return. Taxes were due soon, which left no time to deal with uncooperative part-time help.

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She’d confessed everything to her doctor recently and asked for his advice. He’d warned her to get help, eat properly and rest. She’d lost too much weight, her vitals were abnormal and her blood work results made the doctor quite angry. He’d told her the results looked like they belonged to someone who’d been starved for several months. Then he told her she had two weeks to bring them back to the normal range or he’d contact her uncle and have her admitted to the hospital until she got a clean bill of health. “Maybe I should take the damn pills, including the sleeping pills, and then maybe I could sleep through those nightly calls. I’m tired, I’m scared and I feel so alone.” Why ever had she returned to her home stomping grounds in St. James Parish, Louisiana, instead of accepting the offer from a law firm in Seattle? Practicing law would have been easier than dealing with employees and little old ladies who collected strange things, or who wanted to replace heirloom antiques – their family traditions be damned! Muttering imprecations under her breath, she picked up her ‘To-Do’ pad and wrote a list of tomorrow’s chores. First, call the Raboin High School and speak with the girls’ counselors. “Someone needs to teach a class on punctuality. Every new worker they send is worse than the last.” Second, talk with other shop owners in the neighborhood. She couldn’t possibly be the only one to experience these problems with part-time help. Third, she made a note to call Wendy tomorrow and check on her. Lexie opened her briefcase and put the things she wanted to take home in it, including her laptop. She took the clipboard with the nightly checklist from the wall and headed to the storage rooms. She checked locks and reassured herself everything looked as it should be. She didn’t see anything out of place. Her check of the supply room shelves proved a little unnerving as an empty spot on the middle shelf that caught her attention. She flipped the page back to last night’s inventory. It listed ten rolls of duct tape in the spot. “How strange. Why would someone want ten rolls of duct tape? Now I’ll have to get someone in here to install security cameras.” The checklist completed, she closed and locked the door and returned to her office. Adding ‘install security cameras in supply room’ to her list as item number four. She felt a sudden icy shiver run down her spine causing the tiny hairs on the back of her neck to stand up. To satisfy her unease, Lexie did another cursory walk-through of the shop. She took a look around her office, gathered her things and went out into the shop. The malevolence that permeated her body seemed to be getting closer. Goosebumps joined the standing hairs on her body. The same feeling she got every time the phone rang in the middle of the night. Silence reigned then, too. She sensed

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someone watched her from the shadows. Either she was losing her mind or just maybe...The time to call the police had come despite of the tentative truce between her and the Police Chief. Lexie pulled herself together and set the alarm. She retrieved her keys from her pocketbook and hit the key lock to the car door. “I could kiss the person who invented the auto-lock system.” She had no wish to stand on the street to unlock her car. When she opened the front door of the shop, the sense of being watched overwhelmed her body and gave her a feeling of intense claustrophobia. Lexie looked up and down the street. Crowds meandered, more people tonight than usual, but she couldn’t tell what normal behavior and not anymore. Lexie locked the front door, hurried to her car and drove away. The peculiar feeling continued to plague her as she drove. She peered into the rear-view mirror looking for evidence someone followed her. Despite the unsettling sensation, Lexie headed for the grocery store. She drove around the lot to find a parking space as close to the building as possible. Just as she was about to give up, a prime space near the front became available and Lexie drove in. She reached for her purse and grocery list. Caution prevailed. She looked in all directions before exiting the car. The eerie feeling lessened once she got among other people. Lexie took her time as she gathered the items on her shopping list. Grocery shopping soothed her nerves. She muttered prayerful thanks for the other customers who walked out of the store at the same time because the sense of being watched returned, making her feel claustrophobic, again. Who? Why? She prayed she could get her things into the car and out of the parking lot before disaster struck. Panic plagued her as she drove home. Her body shook by the time she drove into her garage. She sat in the car for a couple of minutes. She knew her legs would buckle if she tried to walk before she calmed herself. The looming sense of malevolence lessened a short time later. She’d created her home as her haven. She felt comfortable and safe here. She’d purchased the traditional Creole cottage several years ago, remodeled it and took her time decorating it with soft muted colors and items from the shop that caught her eye. It reflected her feminine touch.

*****

She put away the groceries then went to her office to leave her briefcase on her office desk and check phone messages. Later she went to her room to change into something comfortable to wear for the evening.

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After a dinner of oyster stew, salad and corn muffins, she took a glass of wine with her to the bathroom. While the water ran into the tub, she set out vanilla scented candles around the room, poured vanilla scented bath salts into the water, and turned on the CD player. When the water reached an acceptable level and temperature, she stripped and slid into its relaxing warmth. The soft music soothed her soul and she relaxed. Her mind wandered to a time she hadn’t thought about in years. She reviewed the last four years and how she wished things could’ve been different with Jon Winston. She’d been in love with him for as far back as she could remember. The last time she’d talked to him, he’d been in the law library. He’d looked like a god to her. His years of playing sports had changed him from the skinny boy she’d played with to a virile young man whose muscles rippled beneath the black t-shirt that he’d worn. He’d let his hair grow again while in law school. He had it pulled back at the nape and tied with a piece of thin leather. He looked more like a man from the Colonial period than a man of the nineties. When he looked up as she entered the room, his black eyes changed and she could imagine him morphing into a black leopard. He looked feral and not at all happy to see her. She should have run, but she didn’t. It proved her undoing. She’d continued to his table, sat in the chair beside him and offered herself to him, body and soul. He stiffened and gave her a look of disapproval. She would not be stopped until she finished. She’d explained that she’d read books, taken courses and purchased videos and sex toys needed to serve the man who would be her Master. He’d looked at her for a long minute, the muscles in his neck tight, the knuckles of his fingers white with rage. Then he laughed. She’d never been so humiliated in her life. She’d wanted his love, desperately and he’d laughed. She only saw Jon at social gatherings or at the business council meetings. She was polite because of their past friendship and the fact that he was now Police Chief. She never allowed herself to be alone with him. Every time she saw him, she remembered the night in the library. The memories, after all this time, were still too vivid to set aside. Lexie got out of the cooling water, dried off with a towel from the warming rack. She smiled, remembering the look the carpenter had given her when she handed him the specifications for remodeling the bath. The old bath and linen room were now one big room complete with a Jacuzzi and a heated towel rack. The expression on his face when he saw her design for a shower still caused her to chuckle. She’d designed it to have heads located in strategic places on three sides and a carefully placed bench where she could recline and let the various streams of water work their magic on her body. She counted it one of her favorite places when life became too hectic and she needed to relax.

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She pampered her body with vanilla scented lotions and creams, and crawled into bed. The latest Grey werewolf novel lay on the bedside table. Making herself comfortable, she read for a while. When she started to nod off, she laid the book back on the table and turned out the light. The dream came quicker than usual this time.

The faceless man lay beside her. The electricity that arced between them astounded her. His lips on hers took what he wanted…he showed no quarter. His marauding tongue demanded entrance into her mouth and she lost all thought. He bit her bottom lip and his tongue snaked out to soothe the area. His hands were everywhere on her body. He pulled her closer to his ever-growing erection as he ground against her body. His fingers pulled and pinched her nipples, making them grow hard and ache under his touch. His hand insinuated itself between her legs, fingers invading her swollen lips to reach the nub that so desperately needed to be touched. She was so wet. ‘Round and ‘round his finger went, not quite touching. The tension in her body wound tighter and tighter until she exploded.

Lexie woke, drenched in sweat and gasped for breath. When she calmed, she curled her body and let tears of frustration flow. In her heart, she knew the mystery man could only be Jon. When the last of her tears dried, she went to the bathroom for a cold, wet cloth to hold over her face. She took a drink of water and headed to the kitchen to fix a cup of her favorite tea, which she took back to her room. She pondered at what she now termed The Nightly Routine. First the dream, followed by the tea and then introspective questions. She sat in her favorite stuffed chair, closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on something other than Jon and her dreams. Maybe she should go to the back of her closet and bring out the box of toys she’d purchased all those years ago. She needed release, even if it came from a battery-operated toy. Across town, Jon Winston experienced a similar dream. He woke with his emotions in a tangle this time and a determination to set things right with Lexie. Toys? She was thinking about toys? Lexie tried to clear her mind of the dream and visions of Jon. It didn’t work this time. “If I keep this up, I’ll go crazy and all those people from the past who talked about me, the fat little nobody no one could love, will have a field day all over again.” For what seemed like the millionth time, she wondered whether she’d been wise to come back to the parish and open her business. Maybe if she’d gone to New Orleans things would have been better for her and everyone else. She wouldn’t see old reminders of her childhood and the looks of pity still in the eyes of her mother’s friends.

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With a last sip of her tea, she vowed to call the police and report the nightly phone calls. She set down the cup and went back to bed. The phone rang.

“Oh, God!

Not tonight”.

Picking up the phone she shouted,

“Hello…hello…hello.” No answer. “Damn, damn, damn. I don’t need this crap. Call someone else.” Lexie heard a muffled snort on the other end. The line went dead and her patience ended. She left the phone off the hook and eventually went back to sleep. Somewhere around daybreak, Lexie woke to a strange noise. Her sleep-fogged brain cleared enough to realize the banging meant someone stood impatiently at the front door. She got out of bed, put on her robe and slippers, reached behind the bed to grab her trusty baseball bat and went down the hall to see who was there.

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Chapter Two

“Hold your horses. I’m coming,” she yelled as she neared the front door. She looked through the peephole and saw her gardener, Jack, standing on the porch. He frowned. She opened the door. “Jack, what’s wrong?” “Lexie, did you know your phone is dead? Susan has tried since before six this morning to get you. The phone company says the phone’s off the hook.” “Yeah, it is. I’ve been getting nightly phone calls and finally decided I’d had enough, so I left the phone off the hook.” “Lexie, this isn’t good. Have you called the police?” “No.” “I don’t mean to be telling you your business. Susan has mentioned you don’t have caller ID. Maybe you should think about it. It doesn’t cost much. It’s worth it, too. We worry about you, honey. You’re like a daughter to us. Speaking of which, Susan sent you this basket of freshly baked cinnamon scones. She says they’re your favorite.” “Thanks, Jack, tell her I thank her very much. Now all I have to do is fix the coffee. As for the caller ID, I’ll have to remember to put that on my list of things to do today. Thanks for worrying about me. I didn’t mean to upset you. Before you leave, did you decide what you’re going to add to the flower garden this year?” “I’m still working on it. I’ve got some seeds germinating in the hothouse. I’m thinking about a variety of plants. I’ll let you take a look see before I do anything.” “Thanks. Tell Susan there isn’t much for her to do. She can wait and come with you on Friday.” “I’ll tell her. She wants to do some heavy cleaning around our house. Guess she’ll have me taking down drapes and hanging quilts out to air today and tomorrow,” Jack said with a smile. “Well, you two have fun. I’ll see you on Friday.” Lexie watched Jack walk to his car. It wouldn’t be long before he retired. His arthritis must be affecting him again as his limp showed more pronounced than usual this morning. He was the best. She hated to lose him, but it was time for him to retire. She hoped to talk him and Susan into moving out to the overseer’s cabin at the river house when they retired.

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*****

An hour later, Lexie made her way to the shop, the eerie feelings of the day before not quite so pressing now. She could only hope today would be better. She saw a sheet of paper tacked to the front door when she arrived. She got close enough to see what it was.

‘We’re watching you. One wrong move and you’re DEAD.’

Hell, she just wasn’t ready to confront Jon yet, but there was no choice now. She went back to her car and dialed nine-one-one, closed her eyes and prayed that Jon would not be the one to investigate. “Nine-one-one, what’s your emergency?” “My name is Lexie Marshall. I own Lexie’s Antiques and Collectibles at 1109 South Street. Someone’s tacked a note to the front door of my shop threatening me. Please send someone to check this out.” “Miss Marshall, did you touch the note?” asked the dispatcher. “No, ma’am.” “Where are you now, Miss Marshall?” “I’m sitting in my car in front of my business.” “Stay there and stay on the line. A unit is being dispatched to 1109 South Street,” the dispatcher broadcast. Surprise came through the phone as Lexie saw a police car with flashing lights turn the corner so quickly. “That was fast. I see a police car coming toward me. Thank you for your help.” “Miss Marshall, don’t hang up. Get the name of the officer in charge first, ma’am.” The police car stopped, a uniformed officer exited and walked toward her car. Lexie rolled down her window far enough to talk to him. “Are you Lexie Marshall?” He queried. “Yes. Your name is?” “I’m Sergeant Harrison, ma’am. Please tell the dispatcher that Unit Twelve is on the scene.” “Yes, Sergeant Harrison. Dispatch, did you hear him?” “Yes, ma’am. Have a good day.” Lexie thanked the dispatcher and shut off her phone.

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“Sergeant Harrison, thank you for responding,” Lexie said as she got out of her car. “Ma’am, is this the first time you’ve found a note like this tacked to your door?” “Yes, it is.” “Did you see anyone or anything unusual when you arrived this morning?” “No, I’ve just arrived.” He looked down at his notes and back at Lexie, his facial expression changed from polite to concerned. She knew the exact moment when he realized who she was. “Miss Marshall, you and I both know that if something happens to you and the police department doesn’t take care of it, the wrath of Judge Marshall will be upon us. Now, I don’t want to be the one to have his ass chewed out, so why don’t you tell me what’s going on here?” “Okay,” she said with a sigh. God help her, Jon would know everything now. The Sergeant continued, “We need to preserve the scene for the forensics people go over it. Is there a back entrance to the store? You might be more comfortable sitting in your office while we talk.” “Yes, there is a back door. I prefer not to stand here on the street and talk.” Lexie handed the policeman the door key and turned back to get her things from the car. She stopped. She couldn’t move. The sense of being watched overwhelmed her so she couldn’t breathe. She tried to turn and say something to the Sergeant, but nothing came out. She felt light-headed and started to shake. She vaguely heard him tell his partner to get the Chief before her knees buckled and everything went black.

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Police Chief Jonathan ‘Jon’ Scott Winston was on his way to work when he heard Lexie’s call for help on his police scanner. He radioed and headed to the South Street location. He drove his vehicle into the parking spot behind Lexie’s as she crumpled to the pavement. He put the car in park, ran to her and dropped to the pavement beside her. He picked up her hand to check for a pulse and, finally, spoke to the Sergeant. “George, what the hell happened?” Jon visually checked to see if she’d been shot. “She just fainted. She’d started toward her car to get her stuff, she stopped and turned back to say something. She couldn’t say a word. I’ve never seen such a panicked expression on anyone’s face before.

She started to shiver, paled and crumpled to the sidewalk.

That’s when you drove up.

Damnedest thing I’ve ever seen. We want everything done by the book on this one, sir. I don’t want

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anyone messing up on my beat on any good day. I damn well don’t want it today, not when it concerns the Judge’s niece.” “Has anyone notified the Judge, George?” “Not yet. He has a police scanner in his office, so I’m sure he’s all over this.” “I know he is.” Jon’s cell phone rang. “And here he is, George. Morning, Your Honor.” “Don’t you ‘Your Honor’ me, Jonathan. What the hell happened to my niece?” “She fainted and the ambulance just pulled up. I intend to ride with her to the hospital.” “I’ll call her doctor and let him know you’re with her.” “I’ll see you there.” Jon watched as Sergeant Harrison talked to the medics, informing them that the police chief would be riding in the back of the ambulance. The medics agreed and put Lexie into the ambulance. Jon arranged for one of the Sergeant’s men to drive his vehicle to the hospital and another to drive Lexie’s car to her house. He gave the Sergeant Jack’s number to call. “Tell Jack what’s happened and get him to go check out the house. I want him to open the garage at Lexie’s house and park her car inside. I’ll get her keys when I check back by the station.” He climbed in with the medic. The ambulance started on its way as Jon sat behind Lexie. He brushed her hair back from her face. A medic checked her vitals, determined she’d not been shot and spoke to the Chief. “Sir, will you answer some questions so I can complete the call sheet for this run?” “Her name is Alexandra Catherine, with a C, Marshall. She lives at…” The paramedic complete the form and checked her vitals several times before the ambulance arrived at the emergency entrance of the hospital. A nurse escorted them to a cubicle. She started to say something to Jon, but he interrupted her. “I’ll try to stay out of your way, but I won’t leave Miss Marshall alone.”

*****

Jon sat on the side of her bed and watched over Lexie as she lay in her hospital bed. She looked so lost and frail under the coverings. It pained him to see the drastic changes in her appearance. She looked more like a ghost than the tanned tomboy he remembered from their youth or even the sexy bombshell who had approached him in the library all those years ago. In the two months since he’d seen her, she’d gone from a shapely, but petite, young woman into a shell of her former self. Her long auburn hair, normally full of life and highlights, lay limp on her pillow. Her skin was pale and drawn, making

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her look like a skeleton with some skin. Rings of dark circles under her eyes testified to her fatigue. She’d lost too damn much weight. He’d take care of that, if he had to take her home with him and feed her himself. Damn, what a fool he’d been. He brushed his hand over her cheek and started talking to her. “What happened to the little girl who presided over tea every afternoon, rain or shine? Damn, Lex, I fell in love with you when we were all in diapers. You’ve always been so strong. Whatever the boys did, you thought you could do, too.” “Remember the first time the four of us went skinny-dipping? Granny Marshall nearly stripped the hide off Sam and me. Hell, you and Hannah were more flat chested than we were and your skin tanned as dark as ours from the sun. Granny had a hissy fit when you said that if the boys could go without shirts, you could, too. Then you’d dress up in those frilly frocks for afternoon tea and I’d fall in love all over again.” “I remember the first time we went fishing. You were so proud of yourself for putting the worm on your hook. Hell, you caught the first and largest fish. Joss showed us how to clean them and Annie fried ‘em up for supper. We had some good times when we were kids. What happened to us? One day we hadn’t a care in the world and the next you’re gone. Even Hannah doesn’t know what happened.” He took her hand in his. “I felt like my heart got ripped out whenever I saw you. From high school through law school, it was agony to see you talk to another guy. I’d do anything to be able to go back and change what happened that night in the library. You were so damned beautiful, almost ethereal, as you appeared to float across the library. God, the hard-on I had that night lasted for weeks.” He couldn’t help but chuckle even as tears rolled down his cheeks. “Every time I’ve seen you at the country club, a town business luncheon or meeting I’ve wanted so badly to talk to you. I stayed back because I didn’t think you wanted to talk to me. I’m sorry it took something like this to bring you back into my life. But, we’re going to be together now. You won’t get away this time. When I saw you lying on that sidewalk this morning, my heart stopped. I love you more now than I did then. You’re my life, Lexie. We’ll make it work this time.” He watched her sigh. Her breathing evened out as she went into a deeper sleep, a look of peace about her. He hoped she’d heard what he said and let her demons go. A noise at the door and he turned to see Judge Marshall standing just inside, looking at his niece and shaking his head. “Jon, is she okay?” The mighty man sitting on the court bench looked almost as pale as Lexie. “Let’s go out into the hall. She’s finally resting and I don’t want her upset again.” “Okay. Is that an off-duty officer standing guard?” the judge asked.

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Jon continued, “No, he’s from the security agency. I’ve looked at Sergeant Harrison’s report. There wasn’t much there except the note left on her shop door. It warned that she was being watched and one wrong move could kill her.” “Do you think Antoine is responsible for this?” “That’s my guess. Lexie’s part-time workers are students from the high school co-op program. We know that Antoine funnels tens of thousands of dollars into that place. He doesn’t try to hide the fact that he makes large donations. Good publicity for him. What the public doesn’t know is that the majority of the students who go through there are related to him in some way. Where Antoine is concerned, everything comes with a price.” Jon watched the judge’s face become more drawn as they spoke. Judge Marshall hung his head as he said, “Damn, I just want his trial to be over. His attorney comes up with one excuse after another to delay the proceedings. Do you think Lexie knows something and he wants to prevent her from saying or remembering it? Then again, he’s not above using people to gain what he wants. She could very well be his pawn to make me recuse myself or declare a mistrial. Have you heard anything more from your informants?” “We’re as much in the dark as you are at the moment. No one is talking which leads me to believe something more deadly than we know about is brewing. Let’s go sit with her so she doesn’t wake up alone. You didn’t know any of this, did you?” “No, I’m afraid to say I didn’t. I’ve been so involved with this trial that she and I haven’t even had our weekly dinners. I’d heard rumors of her looking a little peaked lately and losing too much weight. I just had no idea, Jon, none at all, I’m ashamed to say.” A moan from inside the door stopped them from talking. Jon opened the door. He and the Judge watched as Lexie turned and twisted in her bed. She looked frightened again. Jon sat on the side of the bed and took one of her hands. He rubbed it and shushed her gently.

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The Judge watched Jon rush to his niece’s side and smiled. There’s hope yet, he thought. Judge Harold McMillan Marshall was Lexie’s self-appointed guardian angel. He never cared for her father or mother, considering them unfit to be parents, despite the fact they were his brother and sister-in-law. He felt their daughter deserved more than either of them could offer her.

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Harold thought back to the first time he lost someone he loved. Lily, his graduate student assistant, disappeared one weekend and he never heard from her again. He’d talked to her parents on a weekly basis for months. He later re-connected with Marguerite, a girl he’d dated in college. She’d suffered a riding accident and came to him for legal advice. They became close as he guided her though the legal system to settle her case. She and Lexie became close, too. She had patience with the young girl that Lexie’s own mother didn’t possess. Finally able to put aside his feelings for Lily and, even knowing Marguerite was unable to conceive, they married. Lexie was their sunshine. Shortly before being scheduled to replace his father as the district federal judge, Marguerite became ill. She died within a month. Devastated beyond belief, he became despondent, letting his partners assume more and more of the responsibility of the day-to-day running of the law firm. During that time, neither his brother nor his sister-in-law offered sympathy or aid. Lexie, who was in her last year of college, moved into his house to offer what comfort and help she could. She spent her spare time sorting his wife’s things and trying to keep him sober. She cooked for him, kept the house clean. When her mother made vile threats to him, he sobered and sent Lexie back to her apartment. His reputation was one thing; his favorite niece’s was something he would not have destroyed. His brother died two months after Marguerite. He offered his assistance to the new widow and met with more bitterness. She threatened to accuse him of molesting her daughter if he came near the house again. He stayed away. She also refused him admittance into the house after the funeral. He later discovered why she didn’t want him around. When she left town, she’d disposed of a great many of the antiques that graced that old house and tried to abscond with Lexie’s inheritance. He chuckled as he remembered having the last laugh on the bitch. He’d kept in constant touch with Lexie after that, even helping her get her shop up and running without all the normal red tape. He took her side, the only one in the family, when she said she had no love for the practice of law. She had only to look at her family and friends to see the devastation it could bring. The trial he was presiding over put a damper on that closeness. Now, he watched as she, the child who should have been his and his sweet wife’s lay in a hospital bed looking like a ghost. Tears fell from his eyes. How could he be so neglectful? It wouldn’t happen again. Between Jon and him, Lexie would not want for anything ever again. He knew they’d been in love since they were babies. Whatever wedge driven between them was about to disintegrate. This time neither set of parents could stand in their way.

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Quietly, Harold slipped further into the room. He didn’t want to interrupt a special moment between Jon and Lexie, even though she was unconscious. He walked over to the other side of the bed and stood watching over his precious girl. Jon looked up and Harold nodded his thanks.

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Chapter Three

Lexie regained consciousness. Confused at first, she tried to focus. She opened her eyes and instantly became aware of two things, she was in a hospital room and Jon was with her. He sat on her bed, holding her hand. Uncle Marshall stood on the other side of the bed. “Oh, God,” was all she managed to utter before she closed her eyes and tried to turn away. Jon held on to her. “Young lady, you will look at us,” her uncle said sternly. Lexie opened her eyes, her body tensing. “Hello, Uncle Marshall. Need I ask what brings you down here?” “If you were a little younger, girl, I’d blister your ass. Now, sit up in this bed and talk to us. Jon, raise the head of the bed so she’ll be more comfortable.” Jon raised the bed and helped Lexie sit back against the pillows. She looked down at her shivering hands, now resting in her lap. Her uncle sat on the other side of the bed and took her hands in his. “Come on, sweetheart, tell us what this is all about.” “Does Jon have to be here?” she whispered. “He’s the Chief of Police. Who better to be here?” She shrugged her shoulders. She still didn’t look at Jon, but she felt the tension flowing from his body to hers and wanted to scream at him to go away. “Honey, listen to me. You’re tired, run down, you’ve lost too much weight and you look like hell,” her uncle cajoled. “I’ve had a bad month and I think someone wants me dead.” “Why do you think that?” her uncle asked. The rage coursed through him all. He released her hands and clenched his own until the knuckles turned white. “I’ve been getting phone calls in the middle of the night. No one answers when I say hello. Sometimes I hear breathing, an evil laugh or a muffled sound, but that’s all.” “Lex, look at me,” Jon said with dead calm in his voice. She looked at him. The look in his eyes reflected a mixture of anger, hurt and something she didn’t want to identify.

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“Why don’t you start at the beginning and give us the details? Can you do that?” asked Jon. Lexie barely nodded her reply. “Sir, why don’t you go talk to her doctor, while I talk to Lexie?” Jon requested of the Judge. “Good idea, Jon. I need to talk to him anyway.” He looked back at Lexie and said, “Tell him everything and let the police handle this. That’s the only way you’re going to get it settled.” Again she only nodded her agreement. The Judge closed the door as he left. Jon began, “Lexie, I want you to start at the beginning and work through everything that’s happened up to and including this morning.” “Okay. The nightly phone calls started about a month ago. Sometimes I think the line is dead and then there is a definite hang-up. At other times, I hear a muffled laughter. No matter what I say or don’t say, the person hangs up.” “What about at work? Anything unusual there?” “I can’t put my finger on it, but something is out of sync. Last night, when I did my nightly check, I discovered an empty spot in the supply room where the night before there had been ten rolls of duct tape. Why would anyone want ten rolls of duct tape?” “I don’t know, but we’ll make every effort to find out. Do your employees have access to the supply room? Do you have a security camera in there?” “Yes, they have access and no, there is no camera. I’d planned to call the security people today to install one in there.” “What else?” Jon asked. “I sense someone watches me from the shadows. You know I’ve never been one to be frivolous or easily frightened, but something is definitely happening and it isn’t good. I feel the hairs standing up on my neck when I’m on the street near the shop.” “You don’t see anyone or anything out of place when you have these feelings?” “No, that’s the strange thing. Life is pretty much the same each day down in that section of town until Mardi Gras and the big holidays. During those times, we have people stop in who are on their way to or from New Orleans.” “Tell me about your employees. Are you having other problems with them?” “I’ve had to fire some of part-time employees recently. They’re kids from the co-op program at Raboin High School.” “Why?”

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“They think they can come into work when they feel like it or goof off in one place when they should be at work in another. I discovered two of them in the supply room a couple days ago. When I asked why, they told me that it wasn’t any of my business because they were on their break.” “What did you do?” “I fired them on the spot.” “What were their reactions?" “They mumbled something about me being sorry as they left the shop.” “What are their names?” “Ted Richards and Steve Royall.” “Anyone else?” he asked as he wrote the names down. “Yesterday I fired Kelley and Sandra Rondeau. They were two hours late getting to work and then balked at having to do their chores. I closed the store after they stormed out because I was the only one left. Wendy Cameron, my full-time clerk, called in sick yesterday. I had a strong feeling there was more to it than that, but I didn’t pursue it.” “Are you alone in the store with the part-time help? Where’s Jo?” “Jon, I run a business. I don’t have a choice. As for Jo, she’s in Europe on a buying trip. She and I take turns and it was hers.” “Do you have any idea who could have put that note on your door?” “No. But, you know something? I’m more afraid now than I was when this began. There is something or someone out there who wants me hurt. I wish I knew why.” “Do you have a list of employees, business associates, vendors and customers that we can have?” “Yes. I was going to print those out for the sergeant this morning, but I didn’t quite make it. I’ll print it out when I get home. Would you see if Uncle Marshall managed to talk the doctor into releasing me today? I have too much to do to be lying here.” “I’ll get your uncle for you, but first I need to say something. There are a lot of people who would be lost without you and a lot more who wish every day of their lives that you still talked to them. Now is not the time, but soon, very soon, Lexie, you and I will talk. I’ll go check on the Judge. Just lie back and relax.” The door closed. The tears started again.

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Jon saw the Judge sitting in the waiting room, his head propped up in his hands. Whatever the problem, it couldn’t be good. He walked into the room and shut the door. Harold Marshall looked up at him. His eyes were red from crying. “Judge Marshall, what’s wrong?” “Other than someone threatening my niece? I should have kept a closer watch on her. This trial has kept me so busy that I sometimes forget to eat. I talked to Lexie’s doctor. He says that she’s severely anemic, she’s lost too much weight recently and she’s on the borderline of having a nervous breakdown. She went to see him last week and told him everything. He gave her some medication to calm her down, told her to start eating correctly or he’d put her in a private hospital where she wouldn’t have a choice. He also told her to notify the police. Jon, what am I going to do?” “I have an idea, if you’re willing to side with me when Lexie balks.” “I’ll do anything at this point, Jon. Anything at all.” “I want to take Lexie down to Magnolia Plantation for a nice rest. Joss and Annie are still the caretakers. I’ll call Annie and see if she’d like some company for a couple weeks. Lex’ll get plenty of fresh air; good home cooking and she can fish with Joss.” “I think it’s a great idea. Her doctor says that she can leave if she promises to take care of herself, rest and start eating like she’s supposed to do. Meanwhile, I need to get back to court. The jury selection starts this afternoon and I dread it.” “I know you do, Sir. From our end, we’ve dotted all the i’s and crossed all the t’s. The case is airtight. If justice is on our side, that man will go away for the rest of his life.” “Let’s just hope that the jury sees it that way.” “You do plan to sequester them, don’t you?” “Oh, yes. The other problem right now is weeding out Antoine’s relatives. He has more relatives than anyone I’ve ever seen. They appear to multiply overnight and crawl out of the swamp. You don’t think this has anything to do with Lexie’s problems do you?” “I’m afraid it might. The phone hang-ups in the middle of the night and the note on her door today are typical of some of the things he’s known to have his lackeys do. Someone has been stealing from inside her shop and she’s pretty sure that the perpetrators are the kids from the co-op program at Raboin High.” “Oh, God. Maybe I should just recuse myself from this trial.” “Sir, I wouldn’t be surprised if that is a part of what this whole business with Lexie is about. They threaten her, you recuse yourself and you fall right into their hands. The next judge in line is distantly related to Antoine even though he refuses to admit it. You’re better off staying where you are.

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We’ll beef up patrols around Courthouse Square and add more deputies to the courtroom. As you know, my brother-in-law, Andre, runs the security business now. He will provide additional help, although not as much as I’d planned. If we’re to send Lexie to the country, she’ll need protection.” “True. Thanks, Jon. I’ll be so glad when this one is over. I’ve never hated sitting on the bench so much in my life. I’m thinking about retiring after this trial. I’ve wanted to travel, I just didn’t want to leave Lexie here alone.” “Sir, I may be a little premature in saying this, but, if you feel the need to retire and travel, go for it. Lex and I have some things to settle that should have been settled a long time ago. I’ll take very good care of your niece.” The judge noticed the smile around Jon’s mouth. “Thank you, son. I’ve always known you two belonged together. I won’t ask what kept you apart; it’s none of my business. I just hope that you stay together for the rest of your lives.” “That’s exactly what I intend to do. I also plan to give you lots of little great-nieces and nephews.” The judge’s laughter bounced off the walls in the tiny room. “Damn boy, I’ll just bet you will.” The judge stood, held out his hand and said, “You have my blessing. Go get her.” “Thank you. I intend to, if she’ll just let me.”

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Chapter Four

Jon returned to the hospital room. Lexie stood at the window and didn’t turn around. He said, “Are you ready to go?” “Yes.” “Your uncle is checking you out. I’m going to take you by the station. You need to complete some paperwork and I want you to look at some mug shots while you’re there. You might see someone you recognize.” “Okay.” “Hannah has missed you, too. She’s one of my detectives now, did you know?” “I heard.” “You’re all she talks about when we have a moment at work.” “I miss her too, Jon. I’d already made up my mind to call her this morning and tell her what was going on. But that paper was on the door and you know what happened after that.” He nodded in the affirmative and said, “Let’s get you out of here.” He put his hands on her shoulders, leaned over, kissed the top of her head and let her go. He didn’t want to push her. She turned back to the bed, picked up her stuff and together they walked out the door. He kept his hand at her back while they walked down the hall toward the elevator. They didn’t see all the knowing smiles or hear the whispers that followed them. No one noticed the lone figure standing at the other end of the hall. He took notes, scowled and then ducked into an empty room.

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Jon pulled into his parking space in the police department lot. He came around to her side and helped her out. The first person they saw, as they walked into the building, was Hannah James. Hannah dropped the armload of paperwork onto the closest table and grabbed Lexie in a bear hug. “Come over here and tell me you’re okay.”

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“Oh, Hannah! After that night in the library when I made my foolish offer to Jon and he laughed, I just knew he’d tell you guys. I couldn’t handle any more embarrassment.” “Sweetie, what night in the library? You and I need to get together and talk it all out. I think you have a lot more to tell me.” “Please, let’s do. I’ve missed my old buddy. Give me a call.” They shared another hug and then Jon took her to his office. Hannah didn’t miss the possessive hold that he had on Lexie. She smiled, knowing that he would take care of the woman he loved.

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Lexie saw that Jon’s efficiency from childhood spilled over into his adult life. His office appeared spotless, everything in its proper place, the only item on his desk, a folder sitting in the middle. Jon escorted her to the desk and asked her to sit in the chair in front of the desk. He picked up the folder, looked through it and handed it to Lexie. “Here, Lexie. Look this over and if you agree that this is what you told Sergeant Harrison sign and date it on the last page. I need to see if there have been any leads from this morning.” “Okay.” She saw the computer set up on his conference table. The mug files had been pulled up for her perusal. “Are those the ones you want me to look through?” she asked as she pointed toward the computer screen. “Yes. There is a tablet and pen on the table. If you see a face you’ve seen near the shop, write down the ID number, approximate time and date you remembered seeing the face or faces.” “I will.” “I’ll be back in a few minutes. You still take your tea with a teaspoon of honey?” “Yes, thanks.” “I’ll get Judy to bring you a mug while I check on the progress of your case.” She wondered at the sneaky smile on his face. He started toward the door, stopped and turned around. “Lexie, we’ll work this out, you know.” Lexie looked up from the report. She heard the words but didn’t dare hope she correctly grasped their full meaning. All she could do was nod her head and look surprised. He winked at her and chuckled as he left the room.

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Lexie sat and picked up the report to read. She signed it and then went to the conference table. She made herself comfortable and looked at the photographs. Judy, Jon’s assistant, walked in with a tray that looked vaguely familiar. On it perched a familiar teapot and something that smelled heavenly. She watched as the girl placed the tray on the table and uncovered a plate and two mugs. She looked closer at the items on the tray and didn’t want to believe what was before her. Everything appeared to be exact replicas of the service Granny Marshall used when serving afternoon tea to Hannah, Jon, Sam and her. She picked up one of the cups, turned it over. Jon’s name was stenciled on the bottom. She turned over the other and saw her own name. “Miss Marshall, are you alright? You look a little pale.” “All of these things look so familiar. You didn’t have all this sitting around did you?” “Oh, no. Miss Annie brought this in a little while ago. She said that it was for you and to tell you she loves you.” “Is she still here?” “No. She didn’t want to disturb you. She talked to the Chief for a few minutes and left happier than I’ve seen her in all the years I’ve worked for him.” “Well, thank you for bringing it in. When you talk to her again, tell her that…never mind, I’ll call and tell her myself. Would you like to have tea with me?” “No thanks. The Chief said to tell you he’ll be here shortly but you’re to start without him. He said you used to have tea parties with this set when you were little.” “Yes. My Granny Marshall used to insist that we act like little gentlemen and ladies and have our afternoon tea every day. She even taught us to hold our pinkies just so.” Lexie demonstrated. Judy laughed and said, “Enjoy it. Good luck, Miss Marshall.” “Thank you, Judy.” Lexie sat and looked at the tea service, remembering all the good times when the four of them were children. If only…no I won’t go there. I may have a future here and I don’t want to mess it up. She was still lost in thought when the door opened. Jon stood behind her before she realized it. He leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Hey, pretty lady, you’re very deep in thought.” “Jon, did you buy these at the estate sale?” “Lexie, surely your uncle told you there was no estate sale.” “No one’s ever said a word. Why don’t you tell me about it?” “I saw an obscure note about a sale in the paper that Saturday. Something bothered me about it. I thought maybe someone mixed up the address, so I went to investigate. There was a sign on the

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entrance gate listing household items, the house and the land. That house, everything in it and the land was your inheritance, I couldn’t let her sell it all. I called the Judge, asked for an injunction and then watched and waited at that gate. When I saw the auctioneer pull into the drive I followed him. Your stuff was scattered around the front yard. I introduced myself and told him he was making a big mistake because nothing there was for sale. I called the Judge back and he talked to the auctioneer. The man was visibly upset when he handed the phone back to me. Without saying a word, he got in his truck and left. I asked the Judge if I could move your personal things to my house and he agreed. I called Joss and Sam and asked if they’d come help me move it. They brought some of the men from the farms to help us. A few minutes later, Hannah, Annie and the men’s wives arrived to pack up the breakables. “Your mom came out the front door screaming and yelling that she would have us arrested for trespassing. That’s when your Uncle Marshall drove up. She started backing up when she saw him, but he caught her before she could get back into the house. I didn’t ask what he said to her, but she turned quite pale and went back inside. We finished loading everything up and I’ve had it packed away since then. I called Annie this morning and asked if she’d get the tea things out, clean them up, and bring us afternoon tea.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as Lexie looked up at him. “Jon, I don’t know what to say. Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. I must have arrived a few hours later. Mother told me she got rid of all the silly things Granny had tempted us with all the time. She said it was childish and she wouldn’t tolerate it being in her house any longer. I left and went to Uncle Marshall’s house. There wasn’t anything there for me any longer. She’d completely taken over. My life and my inheritance seemed to vanish.” Lexie lost her composure then and sobbed her heart out. Jon sat down beside her and pulled her into his lap. “Let it all out, sweetheart.” He held her close to his heart as she sobbed. She grew quiet and Jon felt her slip into sleep. He carried her to his sofa, gently laid her down and put a cover over her. He turned down the lights, gathered the signed report and her notes from the conference table. He left the tea set. When she woke, they would re-heat the tea and have some of the cookies. Annie had used Granny’s recipe for the cookies. He puzzled over why her uncle never mentioned anything to her about where her things were being kept. Interesting, he thought.

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Chapter Five

Jon gently opened the door to his office. Lexie tried to sit up on the sofa, but she appeared to be a little disoriented. “Do you feel better now?” “Yes, how long have I slept?” “You’ve been in here for a couple of hours. You needed the rest. It’s almost dinnertime, how about if you and I go grab a bite to eat?” “I am a little hungry. My clothes are awfully wrinkled. I can’t possibly go out looking like I’ve slept in them. Could we run to my house for a moment and let me change? On second thought, I stocked up at the grocery store last night. I have a couple chicken breasts marinating in the fridge. Why don’t you come to my house for dinner? I need to go back to the shop and get my car, too.” “That sounds better. An officer drove your car home. Jack met him so that the car could be locked up in your garage.” “Thank you. Where are my keys?” Taking a key ring out of his pocket, he teased her with, “You mean these keys?” Lexie couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, Jon, you win. Let’s go to my house. You can even help me with dinner. How’s that?” “I think that’s a great idea. We’ll have more privacy to talk.”

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On the drive to her house, neither Jon nor Lexie spoke. He put a CD of some of their favorite songs into the player. He pulled his car up to the garage door, helped her out and took the keys to unlock her house. She told him to make himself at home while she changed her clothes. “I won’t be long. There are some things in the spare bedroom closet that might fit you if you want to change. My accountant, Tommy, stays here when he’s in town. He keeps jeans, sweats and stuff in there, so help yourself.” “Thanks. I think I will.”

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“Upstairs, last door on the left. If you want to shower, there’s a bathroom that adjoins the bedroom. I think I’m going to take a quick shower. I feel so grungy after all I’ve been through today.” “Thanks, Lex. How about I put on a pot of coffee while you’re getting dressed, then I’ll go upstairs and change.” “Sounds great. Kitchen is down the hall to the left.” She went to her room. After the coffee started, Jon went to Tommy’s room, found something to fit and stripped off his own clothes. Standing in the shower felt as if years of frustration and agony flowed down the drain. He also felt something he hadn’t felt in years, hope for a future with the woman he loved.

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“Ah, I see dinner’s almost ready,” Jon said as he entered the kitchen. “Something smells good.” Lexie turned around to see him standing so close, looking fresh from his shower. He wore a pair of worn jeans and a fitted t-shirt that molded to his upper body. She wanted him to hold her close and never let go. “You look like the kid from high school who always melted the girls’ hearts.” Realizing she’d verbalized her thoughts, she turned back to the stove. “The chicken is ready. The rice pilaf and the broccoli are almost ready. I think there are some cookies in the freezer if you want to take them out to thaw for dessert.” Jon recognized the look in her eyes before she turned her back to him. “What you’re fixing is fine. I usually just grab something on the run at night. I can’t remember when I sat down to a real table and had home-cooked food. Do you have any pecan praline cookies?” “You never change, do you? Yes, I gave Susan Granny’s recipe. I’ve always screwed ‘em up when I made them. The freezer is in the pantry to your right. I’m sure there are other desserts in there, too. Susan is always putting stuff in there for me. She leaves notes but I forget, so get whatever you want.” “Do you have any idea what I really want? I’ll show you.” He put his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face him. His hands slid to her waist and pulled her closer to him. She had to look up to see his face. His eyes turned black and his nostrils flared as he took deep breaths. She watched his jaw clench as his hands covered her ass and pulled her against his hard body. She felt the swollen ridge of him against her and wanted…she wasn’t sure what she wanted, but she hurt.

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The pleasure pain became more intense as he massaged the cheeks of her ass and pushed her body back and forth against his hard erection. His mouth dropped to hers and he took what he wanted, what they both wanted. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled at it, running his tongue over the bites to soothe them. He nibbled at the top lip, and soothed it, too. Jon pulled back into a softer, gentler kiss as he worked his way back and forth across her mouth. “Open for me.” She did and his tongue delved just inside, testing, tasting. He skated along her teeth with his tongue and battled with hers before biting and pulling it into his mouth. The journey she took inside his mouth was as intense as in her dreams. Her mind became a mass of confusion as she warred with his tongue and then settled back into his gentle kiss. He groaned and pulled back, looking into her eyes with a passion that scared her. Before either of them could utter a word, the buzzer on the microwave and the timer to the steamer put an end to their heavy necking. Both were breathless and held on to each other for support until their breathing became regular again. Jon kissed the tip of her nose and set her away from him. When she looked up, he smiled and winked at her. He saw her expression and pulled her back against him. “Lex, don’t think. Just feel. It’s been a long time coming. We’ll learn together as we go. Now, let’s eat. I don’t know whose stomach is growling louder, yours or mine.” “Okay, you win. I won’t think. Let’s eat.”

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Jon took a tray with coffee and pecan praline cookies to the den. Lexie lit the gas logs as he entered the room. The room reflected Lexie’s taste in soft earth tones. Over-stuffed love seats and chairs dotted the room. Accent pillows in muted browns, pale yellows and rust adorned the pieces. Two large pillows of beige and brown were propped by two of the chairs. He suggested they use the pillows and sit in front of the fire to talk. She sat between his legs, her back against his chest. He’d reach around and feed her nibbles of cookies or hold the coffee cup against her mouth while she sipped. “I feel like a spoiled child sitting on daddy’s lap.” “Oh, you’re sitting on daddy’s lap alright. I’m just not that kind of daddy.” He chuckled as he held her closer. “Well, Daddy, what do you have in mind?”

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“My mind says that I need to strip you of your clothes, lay you down on these pillows and kiss every inch of your body before I plunge into your wet heat and we become one. That’s what I’d like to do.” He watched her expression and continued, “I don’t think now is the time, though. We have too many years to clear away before we make love and I want nothing in our way when you and I make love for the first time.” She nodded. He continued. “We really need to clear the air about the predicament you’re in at the moment. Why didn’t you call the police? Does it have anything to do with you not wanting to talk to me?” “I was afraid to call and, yes, I was afraid to talk to you, too,” she whispered. “This all goes back to that night in the library, doesn’t it?” he asked with a sigh. She stiffened and started to pull away. “No, you’re not getting away this time. You’re going to listen to what I have to say. Understand?” “Yes.” “That night in the library when you came to me is etched in my memory as if it happened yesterday.” “You laughed at me.” Her lips began to quiver. Jon pulled her so tight, she didn’t know where she ended and he began. “Jon, not so tight, please, I can’t breathe.” “Okay, sweetheart.” He loosened his hold just a fraction. “This better?” She nodded slightly. “That night when you came to me, did you realize that your dress was transparent?” She shook her head no and her face turned red. “Well, my darling girl, I could see everything. Your nipples were rock hard and I wanted to pull each one into my mouth and suckle until you came. You were sopping and I could smell you. You’d shaved your pussy and I wanted to lose myself in you so badly that I thought I’d die…” “But you laughed.” “I didn’t mean to laugh. I looked up from studying those archaic laws and saw you in all your glory. It blew me away. Baby girl, I’ve wanted you for longer than I can remember and there you were. You offered me the moon and I didn’t know what to say. Why did you pick that night?” “All those girls you went with in high school and college…” “Meant nothing to me. Absolutely nothing.” “They used to get their kicks by telling me every tiny detail of what you did to them. How you sucked their nipples and put your tongue inside them and made them come so...”

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“None of that ever happened. Not with one of them. I may have screwed one or two, maybe more, but I never went down on any of them. You’re the only one I ever wanted to taste.” “Why didn’t you ever tell me?” “It’s hard to explain. My father was determined that I follow in the traditions of the Winston’s. I was expected to earn a law degree, set up private practice, marry a girl from a prominent family and raise little Winston’s in the house where I grew up.” “He was very clear that the prominent family not be yours or Hannah’s. He hated all our mothers, especially yours and mine. He told me once that all our dads made mistakes in selecting their wives and he refused to allow me to make the same mistake. He warned that if I disobeyed him, he’d disinherit me and I would find myself out on the street with all funds cut off. He actually dared me to go against him. I just agreed with him each time he mentioned it and let it go.” “How horrible.” “That was mild compared to some of the other things he did. He and Mr. Ketrick insisted that Sam and I celebrate our eighteenth birthday together and in style. They blindfolded Sam and me and took us to visit their mistresses. On the way there, we were told that we were going to get the fuck of a lifetime for our birthdays. When Sam and I arrived, they escorted us inside, took off the blindfolds and Dad poured drinks. The four of us sat in the parlor and visited for a while. Sam and I realized about the same time we’d not only been drugged, but they’d put something strange in our drinks. Dad rang a bell and two guys the size of professional wrestlers came in, hauled both Sam and me to a bedroom, and undressed us. There were two sets of handcuffs at the head and foot of the bed. They cuffed us and stood back with our dads.” “The drugs had taken effect and I had a hard-on that felt like it was going to explode. My tongue was swollen so badly I couldn’t talk. Those four perverts, our fathers and the two guys, stood at the end of the bed and laughed as Sam and I lay there, side by side, on the huge bed. Two women came into the room from a hidden door…at least I think it was hidden. They didn’t have a stitch on, their pussies were shaved and they each carried a basket of things I’d never seen. One went to Sam and the other to me. They crawled onto the bed and blindfolded us.

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consciousness. I do know they used every orifice in our bodies. “When I woke I was so sore I could hardly move. The smells of sex, perfume and aftershave that hung about the room were stifling. I was no longer cuffed to the bed and there was a blanket over me. My clothes were hanging from the door jamb, nicely pressed and ready for me to re-dress.” “Oh, God, Jon. That was worse than cruel.”

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“When I tried to sit up, my head started spinning and I had to lie back down. A servant appeared, handed me a robe and pointed me in the direction of the bathroom. I didn’t know where Sam was. After I showered and dressed, I followed the sound of the voices. They were all sitting in the living room. The women were still nude, as were our fathers. The women were sitting on their laps. I was told to have a seat beside Sam. There were smirks, but I didn’t realize what they were smirking about until a film was played for us. I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life. As the film unfolded, I discovered what all those things in the basket were and why I was so sore and hurt when I sat down. Dad told us that he and Tony Ketrick were very proud of us and they would make sure we had two of the best mistresses available. They also promised to give us lessons at their club.” “Sam and I left. I only spoke to my father after that when it was absolutely necessary. I never wanted to see the bastard again. I don’t know if Sam ever spoke to his father.” Jon took a deep breath and didn’t say anything for a moment. Lexie turned around to see tears gathered in his eyes and a look of sadness that broke her heart. “Oh, Jon, I’m so sorry.” She wrapped her arms around him and held him to her. “What they did was inhuman. How could they do something like that?” “Lexie, do you have any idea how our fathers made most of their money?” “They were attorneys. I do know about the mistresses, though. Hannah and I heard our dads talking one day.” “Lexie, the four of them ran the biggest and most expensive whorehouse this side of Reno. Any perversion that you could imagine was practiced there on a daily basis. Those fine, upstanding pillars of the community practiced law by day and pimped by night. Didn’t you ever wonder why your dad was away nights?” “Mom said he was working late and he didn’t have time for fat little girls.” She paused for a moment. “Mom saved her final revenge for after her death. A cousin I never knew I had sent me a note with a copy of Mom’s obituary tucked inside. It was all written in French. I didn’t flinch. Isn’t that horrible? I couldn’t feel a thing. It proved to me that my mother must have really hated me more than I could ever imagine. She always told me she was an only child, yet, I have lots of cousins in France whom I’ve never seen.” “I had no idea. When did your mom pass away?” “She died three years ago. The day after the estate sale, she called me at Uncle Marshall’s. She said she was leaving and never wanted to hear from me or anyone else who lived in this hellhole of a

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town. She’d packed her stuff, emptied the bank accounts and the safe deposit box. There were some of Granny’s things in that box that were mine and she took it all. I called Uncle Marshall after I received a call from the bank president.” “Good lord, Lexie. How did the bank president know about what she did?” “Before he died, Dad apparently made arrangements with the bank president to have her watched as closely as was legal when she was there because Dad didn’t trust her. He also requested she be followed when she left the bank each time. The bank president checked the rooms Mother had been in and found the empty deposit boxes on the counters and the floor. A man followed her to Baton Rouge reported she’d boarded a plane for Paris. Uncle Marshall sent a telegram to an official he knew in the French government. He sent the official all the necessary paperwork to have her detained. She was met as she deplaned. They confiscated everything she’d taken with her, including her clothes and passport. There was one suitcase full of money. God only knows where she got it.” “I’ve a feeling her lovers paid her. Little things I heard over the years when I was home made me think she was fooling around. Anyway, the French police escorted her to her chateau and called in their experts to photograph and catalogue everything so we could go through it. She was kept under house arrest until they finished the inventories. When Uncle Marshall and I arrived there, we discovered that, little by little, over the years, my mother had shipped family heirlooms to be stored there until she arrived. I was in her house for three days supervising the crating for shipment back to LeBeau House. She wasn’t permitted to leave her rooms and I had no desire to see her. In fact, I refused when asked by French officials.” “Good Lord, Lex. I had no idea she’d done any of that. I doubt that anyone else did either. Do you know how she managed to get things out all those years?” “She probably talked her lovers into helping her.” Lexie shrugged. “She certainly was a sick individual. What happened after you and the Judge came back from France? Did you hire someone to watch her or just let her go her own way?” “Uncle Marshall paid a detective to keep track of her. Several months later, he received word that she’d vanished. One of my clients saw her a couple months later at a ski resort in the Alps with a man younger than I. She’d gotten money from someone because Mrs. Hartley said she’d obviously been fixed from head to ass.’ That was a direct quote.” “Didn’t you ever miss any of these things or have a clue as to what she was doing?” “I didn’t miss all of them. Remember, when we were growing up, we were always restricted to certain rooms in Mama’s house. As I grew older, I was allowed into only my room, the kitchen and the

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parlor anytime. If there was a visitor at mealtime, I was allowed in the dining room. Otherwise, I was restricted to the kitchen for meals. Then I left for college and law school. She insisted I either live on campus or in a boarding house. I wasn’t allowed to come home often. She said I wasn’t wanted and she had no time for me anyway.” “Oh, sweetheart, she was so cruel to you.” “If I mentioned something missing, she had a story about being short of money and selling off stuff to pay creditors. I had no reason to argue with her. When I discovered she’d been lying all those years, I felt devastated. Gran, Uncle Marshall and Marguerite were the only ones who ever loved me. Do you have any idea how it feels to have both your parents hate you?” “Yes, I do. I’m so sorry, Lexie. Mine were so obvious about their feelings, I just can’t believe she hid hers the way she did.” He paused. “Okay, enough of that. Now, I want to get back to…excuse me.”

Jon unsnapped his cell phone, “Winston…yes…that’s great…I’ll be there in about twenty

minutes…tell him I want to see him in my office when I get there…yes, thanks.” He closed the cell, returning it to its holder. “Good news or bad?” “The guys in the lab lifted two clear sets of fingerprints from the note on your door. They’re perfect matches for two of the perps you picked out of the mug shots. I hate to leave, but I need to get back to work. Lock up and I’ll see you first thing in the morning. Your uncle and I discussed a need to get you out of town for a little while. I want to take you down to Magnolia Plantation for a few weeks. Andre or I will take you tomorrow. Tonight, there will be a couple of security men from our firm sitting in a car across the street. The guards at the entrance gate work for us, too.” “I have too much to do to go away for a couple of weeks. Uncle Sam is finicky about getting his quarterly taxes on time.” “Your safety is worth more than an IRS fine. Get your accountant to file an extension based on extenuating circumstances. The police documentation will back it up. Your uncle and I want you where you’re safer than you are here.” “Thanks, Jon. And thank you for being honest with me tonight. I’ve not talked to anyone about these things before except the authorities and Uncle Marshall.” “I’ve never discussed what happened to Sam and me with anyone except him until tonight, either. It’s a beginning for us, Lex. We clean the slate as we go. Kiss me good night. We’ve a lot more to talk about tomorrow.”

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He leaned down; he took her in his arms and kissed her thoroughly. He left no part of her mouth, inside or out, untouched. When he lifted his head, he said, “That’s just the beginning. I’ll see you tomorrow, Miss Marshall. Good night. Lock up behind me. Call your uncle and let him know that you’re okay.” “Yes, sir. Good night to you, too.” Jon did a thorough check of the house, making sure doors were locked and security alarm set. He collected his things he’d put by the door, rubbed the back of his hand down her cheek and winked as he went out the door.

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Chapter Six

Lexie locked the door and stood for a while with her back pressed against it. She felt halfeuphoric and half a little depressed. She’d hoped to spend more time with him tonight. After she cleaned everything up and set the coffee timer, she went into her office, sat down at her desk to call her uncle. The line was dead. “That’s odd. I know I set the phone back on the hook this morning.” She checked all the phones in the house. There was no dial tone on any of them. “I’m not going to panic. I’m not going to panic. Oh hell, I’m going to panic!” Lexie went down to her office and opened her briefcase. She picked up her cell phone to dial the police just as the lights went out. “Oh shit.” “Nine-one-one, what’s your emergency?” “This is Lexie Marshall…” “Just a moment Miss Marshall and I’ll put you through to the Chief.” “Lexie, what’s wrong?” “Jon, my phone is dead and now the lights have gone out.” “Where are you?” “I’m standing in my office.” “Get away from the window. We’re on our way. I’ve got Andre on the other line. He saw the lights go out and is rounding up his men. Whatever you do, don’t hang up.” “Okay. Someone’s knocking on the front door.” “Lexie, do not leave your office. I want you to crawl under the desk and stay there.” She did as she was told and replied, “Okay, I’m under the desk.” “We’re almost there. Hang on.” “Okay.” She heard some heavy banging on the front door. A gun fired. “Jon, someone is shooting outside.” “Lexie, are you still with me?” Jon asked. “Yes, where are you?” She had reached the panic stage. “I’m almost there. Andre is at the front door. Go let him in.”

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She crawled out from under the desk and went to the front door. She looked through the peephole and saw Andre standing on the other side of the storm door, his usual smile on his face. She quickly opened both doors and fell into Andre’s waiting arms. “Andre, I’m so happy to see you.” “It’s a shame we have to meet like this.” Lexie saw a young man handcuffed and lying face down on the stoop. “Who is he, Andre?” “We’ll find out soon enough. I have a lantern here with me. Jon wants you to take it to your room and start packing. You’re leaving tonight for Magnolia Plantation. He’ll be here shortly.” “Oh, God! Jon! I left the phone under the desk…” “That’s okay. I’ve been talking with him.” “Don’t you want to come in?” “I’d better stay out here to keep an eye on things. I’ve got my men all over the neighborhood.” “Thanks, Andre. I’ll go finish packing.” “Have you called your uncle tonight?” “I started to call him when all this happened.” “I’ll give him a call while you’re packing.” “Thank you. Tell him I tried to call and I’ll talk to him tomorrow, please.” “Will do. Now, get to that packing before the boss has both our heads.” He handed her the lantern.

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She’d finished the last of her packing and put the suitcases by the door. She heard Jon when he got out of his car and started issuing orders. Jon walked up to the door and saw the person lying on the stoop. “Do you know who this is?” he asked Andre. “He favors the Richeleau’s.” “More evidence that Lexie’s problems might be traced back to Antoine Richeleau. I don’t understand why he’d send one of the young ones out for a job like this.” Jon turned around and told the officers to take the man downtown and book him for attempted breaking and entering. “Be sure you read him his rights when he wakes up from his nap. Don’t be surprised if his attorney is the devious Sherry Atkinson.”

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“Yes, sir,” one of the officers said. “I recognize him. He was near Miss Marshall’s store the last couple of weeks.” “I want the shop owners on that street canvassed tomorrow when they open. Pass around the photos of the people Miss Marshall picked out. Find out whether or not anyone recognizes them. I want dates and times of sightings.” “Yes, sir. Good night, Chief.” “Night, William.” Jon turned back to his friend and said, “Andre, is Lexie ready to leave?” “I hope so. Go on in and let me know. We’ll get them into your car while you go talk with her. She’s still a little rattled. She’s had a hell of a day today. I called Annie and told her that you were bringing Lexie down. She’s getting the guest suite fixed up for her.” “Thanks, man. Don’t know what I’d do without you. But, I need one more favor. I have to get back to the office. You’re going to have to take Lexie down to the house tonight. I want to be there when this perp is questioned. You’ll take her for me, won’t you? There are still plenty of people to watch her house?” “No problem. Get in there and take care of your woman. She is your woman, isn’t she?” “She will be soon.” “I’ll get the van so we can start loading her things.” Jon went into the house and called Lexie’s name. “I’m in the office, Jon.” She sat at her desk staring into space. “What is it, sweetheart?” “I don’t know. But something’s wrong.” “What do you feel? Close your eyes and go with the feeling. Remember how Granny taught you to do it.” She closed her eyes and he walked behind her, put his hands on her shoulders and gently massaged her shoulders and neck. In a soft voice, he asked, “What do you see?” “I don’t see anything. It’s just dark, but an uneasy feeling is there. It’s the same feeling I’ve had for the last few weeks.” “No visuals or vibes?” “No, just a feeling that something bad is about to happen. It causes the hairs to stand up and the claustrophobia to get worse.”

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“I think a couple of weeks in the country will do you some good. Annie is looking forward to having you around the house again. I understand she’s been cooking and baking since she returned home. She’s fixed up the guest suite for you, complete with an area for you to use as an office. There is a separate phone line in the suite. The whole works. She had that done years ago, just waiting for you to come visit. She’s missed you very much.” “Jon, I feel so bad about not getting in touch with people. I…I just couldn’t bring myself to go through the hurt and pain again. You understand, don’t you?” “After our talk earlier, I understand a lot more than I did this morning.” Jon pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her. “Sweetheart, we’ll get through this together. I promise. When all this is over, you and I will go away somewhere, by ourselves, and work through the rest of our hurt and pain.” “I’d love that.” “Me, too, chere. Now, do you have what you need from this room? Andre will take you to Magnolia Plantation. I’ve got to get back to the office to interrogate our suspect. I’ll be down this weekend and we’ll talk. So, give me a kiss and be on your way.” He kissed her again. Together they explored and journeyed into one another’s mouth, moaning as they ate at each other’s lips. Jon knew that if he didn’t stop, he’d take her right there on the desk. Slowly, he pulled back and looked down at her. He could see bright eyes that were shimmering with wetness. “Don’t cry, baby. Please don’t cry. I’ll be there as soon as I can. Okay?” “Okay,” she whispered. “Let’s get you out to the van.” Everything was loaded and the house locked. Lexie gave her house keys to Jon. “I need to call Jack and Susan to tell them not to come on Friday.” “No, let them come on and do their work. Andre will have one of his men here to keep watch. Jack can also pick up anything you’ve missed. I’ll call him tomorrow and explain everything.” Jon put her laptop and briefcase into the van then helped her in, buckled her seat belt and kissed her good-bye. “See you soon,” she whispered. “You bet, sweetheart. Andre, call me when you get home.” “Will do, Boss. We’ll take care of Lexie, don’t worry.”

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Chapter Seven

Lexie fell asleep to the music Andre put on the CD player. The dark circles under her eyes and the paleness in her skin were quite pronounced in the moonlight. She woke just as he turned into the drive to the house. “Are we there yet?” “Almost. I called Annie a while back, so she has everything ready for you.” “Andre, I’m so tired. Sometimes I feel like going to sleep and not waking up.” “Don’t let anyone else hear you talk like that. Jon would put a twenty-four hour guard on you,” he said with a chuckle. “I’m sure and you’ve got enough to do as it is. Ah, I see Annie and Joss coming out of the house. I sure have missed them,” she said with tears of joy. Andre stopped the van and Annie jerked Lexie’s door open and started chattering about missing her baby and getting her in the house. She allowed Joss a small hug before taking her charge into the house.

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“How are things back in town?” Joss asked Andre. “Pretty grim at the moment. Someone tried to break into Lexie’s house after he cut the phone and electrical lines.” “I’m glad Jon’s involved. I hope he gets it solved soon. Say, do you think there’s a chance that those two will get together?” “I’d say the chance is about one hundred percent at the moment. I’ve never him so obsessed. Another man so much as looks at her and those black eyes of his turn feral. Tonight really shook him up, coming on top of what happened this morning. His skin showed pale almost white by the time he got to the house. It happened so quickly. One minute Jon was there with Lexie, less than an hour after he’s gone, someone’s trying to kill her. We covered every inch of the neighborhood before he brought her home today and we didn’t see this guy. Next step is a door-to-door search to find out whether anyone knows the kid. I’d hate like hell to find one of Antoine’s relatives or minions living near Lexie.”

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“I’d hate to be around Jon should someone discover it.”

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“Oh, my poor Lamb.” Annie asked. “I’m fine. I’m more tired and mad than anything else. I guess it hasn’t quite sunk into my brain that someone out there wants to kill me. I just wish I knew who and why.” “Leave that to Jon to figure out. My job is to take care of you, make you rest and eat. You look like a skeleton, sweetie. Let’s get you some nice hot tea and then I’ll take you upstairs. I’ve fixed up the guest suite for you and put all of your things in there. I’ve fixed you a nice hot bath for you to soak in while you drink your tea. Then I’ll help you to bed.” “Jon told me what y’all did the day of the auction that didn’t happen.” Tears flowed as Lexie and Annie wrapped arms around each other. It was like coming home. “Honey, come on. Let’s get you upstairs with your things and you’ll feel better. Remember that raggedy teddy bear you had?” “Yeah, Mr. Jim.” A smile, reminiscent of the ones when she was a child appeared on her face. “Well, Mr. Jim has been cleaned up and is sitting on your bed.” The look in Lexie’s eyes brought more tears to Annie’s. “Go get him, Lexie. He’s been waiting for you. I’ll bring your tea.” “Thanks, Annie,” she said as she hurried to the stairs. She was quite anxious to see all her old friends. When she entered the suite, she experienced a step back in time. The people who’d always loved her most had salvaged her furniture and her favorite things. The sitting room looked exactly like hers had at home before she went to law school. Even her favorite chair was sitting in front of the fireplace. She walked around the room touching each item, lost in thoughts of her childhood when times were good. She walked into the bedroom, turned on the light and stopped, amazed. They’d salvaged her bedroom furniture, too. The room looked transported from another time, everything in its place. Mr. Jim sat in the middle of the bed same as always, waiting for her to let him soothe her. She picked him up and held him to her heart. Other memories, good and bad, came back with a rush.

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Lexie woke up in her childhood bed with the covers pulled over her. “Annie must have put me to bed. I haven’t slept that well in years.” She reached for her watch on the bedside table, surprised at the time. It was after eleven o’clock the next morning. “Oh, my God, I cannot believe I’ve slept this long.” She got up, found some clean clothes and went into the bathroom. All her things had been put in their proper places. She undressed, got into the shower and let the hot water wash over her. When she dressed, she pulled her wet hair back and clipped it, letting it air dry. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw how pale and gaunt she looked. Her clothes hung on her, the body-hugging t-shirt loose on her frame. She straightened up her bed, putting Mr. Jim back in his place of honor, and went to the window. She saw the remnants of a tree house that she, Hannah, Jon and Sam had built. She chuckled, thinking how they’d put their heads together, drawn up the plans and a list of the materials they’d need. Joss purchased everything at the hardware store and helped with the building. They were proud of their home away from home. Their carefully conceived plans to spend the night in it had been thwarted when Jon’s mom had seen it and called the other mothers. The four of them were confined to quarters, as it was called, for over a week for this infraction. Mrs. Winston fired Joss and Annie and prepared to burn it when Mr. Winston came home and stopped her. The four of them hid in the woods and watched. They heard him tell her that if she burned it down, he’d sign the papers to have her committed to a psychiatric hospital. He’d also told her that she and the other three bitches would rot in hell before they ruined the children’s lives any further. The tree house survived, as had Joss and Annie’s jobs. The four used it for plotting sessions where they tried to work out ways around their mothers. None were successful. Unfortunately, the summer ended and, in September, they’d all started high school. “Lexie, are you okay?” She turned to see Annie, a worried look on her face. “I’m okay, Annie, just standing here looking out and remembering. I see that the tree house hasn’t weathered gracefully.” “No, it hasn’t. That was the beginning of all the troubles around here, not that you children were to blame.” “Tell me, Annie. What really happened to our fathers and mothers?” “What do you mean?” “Don’t play games with me, please. We hid in the woods and heard Jon’s father threaten to send his mother to a psychiatric hospital if she burned down our house. That September when we all started

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high school, she disappeared. I asked my mother about it and she told me to mind my own damn business.” “Why don’t you come down to the kitchen and have something to eat and I’ll explain what I can. By the way, Jon called earlier and wanted to know how you were doing. I told him that you’d fallen asleep with Mr. Jim and I hadn’t the heart to wake you.” “I’m sure he loved that.” “He said it was a start. That’s all he said. Now, come, let’s get some food into that emaciated body of yours.” Half way down the stairs, they heard a noise on the front porch and then the doorbell rang. Before either of them could react, Andre came out of the office and told them to get out of there. Annie opened a secret panel under the stairs and took Lexie with her into the little room. They heard voices but couldn’t understand what was being said. Lexie’s claustrophobia overtook her and left her gasping for breath. The older woman held her close and whispered in her ear. The all-clear knock was given and Lexie flew from the room. She sank to the floor gasping and shaking. Andre said, “She’s going into shock. Get her some juice with sugar in it while I take her back upstairs to her room.” “Right away.” “Lexie, look at me. Lexie…look at me.” She continued to shake and gasp. He picked her up and took the stairs two at a time. By the time he got her situated in her favorite chair, Annie was there with the doctored juice and a handful of paper towels. Lexie shook so badly he had to hold her still while Annie forced her to drink. The shaking slowed, the glazed eyes cleared. The attack was over. Lexie looked around the room, a confused expression on her pale face. Andre, who recognized the symptoms, said, “Honey, you panicked like you used to when you were a child. You’re in your room. Everything is okay now.” He took off her shoes and helped her to lie back on the bed. He picked up the folded quilt at the bottom of the bed and covered her. He and Annie left her on the bed and walked into the other room. “What happened downstairs, Andre?” Annie asked. “One of Antoine’s guys looking for some bogus lost dog. They know Lexie’s here. We’re going to have to double the guards and you’re going to have to keep her inside the house. She can go out only if one of us goes with her.”

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“Okay. I’ll keep her inside. I don’t know how, but I will.” She looked toward the bedroom and whispered, “She looks so frail now. Her mother did a big number on her years ago. I doubt it would take much to push her over the edge.” “I’m afraid that’s just what someone wants to happen.”

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Chapter Eight

“Winston here,” Jon said. “We’ve been infiltrated. One of Antoine’s men rang the front door bell and claimed to be a tourist looking for his dog.” “Damn. Keep Lexie in the house. I don’t want her outside for any reason. I’ll try to get down there this evening. How is she doing?” “She panicked and we’ve put her back to bed. Unfortunately, she’d just come down the steps when the front door bell rang. Annie ushered her into the hidden room.” “Hell, she had a panic attack, didn’t she?” “I wasn’t thinking beyond keeping her safe when I saw her on the steps. How are things on your end?” “Your friend from last night recovered and is singing his heart out. His uncle sent him to take care of business and is not at all happy right now. The kid told us his uncle wanted evidence that the bird was dead. His attorney hit the ceiling when he started giving us the information we wanted. She claimed we coerced her client. We have everything on tape.” “An added charge, huh?” “He hinted that Antoine believes he’ll be found not guilty. The nephew hinted how Antoine was sure anything happening while the trial is in session could not be pinned on him.” “I checked the security cameras and our visitor’s face came in quite clearly. I’m going to scan and fax it to you. I’ve sent a copy to the local guys and asked he be watched. The sheriff assured me we had their full cooperation.” “That’s good. You talked to our friends at the farm, yet?” “Yes, I spoke with the head farmer this morning and he plans to ship out a couple of his steers this afternoon. They should be here by dark. Do you plan to be in residence to receive them?” “My pilot and the chopper are on stand-by. Tell Joss to get rooms in the bunkhouse ready.” “See you later.” “Thanks, Andre.”

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Andre shut off the speakerphone and looked at the man sitting across from him. “We both have our orders.” “Sure did. I’ll go see about the rooms. I want to go check on Annie and Lexie first.” “Good. Let me know how Lexie is doing and if I need to get Doc to come see her.” “Will do,” Joss said as he left the office.

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“Jon, your pilot is about three minutes out,” Judy said. “Thanks, Judy. I expect to be back first thing tomorrow. You know where I’ll be if anyone is looking for me. When Hannah comes on duty, tell her I need to speak with her. She’s to use the secured line and call my home office number.” “I’ll relay the message. Anything else before you leave?” “Yes, thanks for being so kind to Lexie yesterday. I appreciate it. She’s going through a rough time right now and she needs all the kindness she can receive.” “No problem, Jon. She’s one of my favorite people. I love to browse in her shop. She’s always so friendly and helpful to her customers.” “Have you ever noticed anything unusual when you’ve been in there? You know what I’m looking for here.” “Well, I have noticed some goofing off a time or two. They were the two girls she fired yesterday.” “Define goofing off for me.” “They stood around one display for several minutes. I was looking at things on the table beside it. They’d pick up stuff, look at it and sometimes they put it back. One time I saw one of them stick something in her pocket. She called it a reward.” “And you didn’t you say anything about this?” “No, I probably should have. I knew who they were related to and I didn’t want any of them following me around.” “How many times did you see them take things?” “Just the one time. Other times when I was in there, they were unloading boxes and stocking shelves. I didn’t get close enough to see what they were doing.” “Thanks, Judy. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

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“G’night, Jon. Tell Miss Marshall I said hello.” “I’ll tell her. Good night,” he said as he walked out of his office and down the hall to the elevators.

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Joss entered Lexie’s suite and heard her scream. He rushed through the living room and into her bedroom. He saw Annie sitting on the side of the bed holding Lexie. Annie looked up and him and shook her head. He nodded and walked back into the living room. He heard muffled sobs and Annie’s crooning. It brought back memories he’d not experienced in years. He walked to the window facing the back of the estate and stood looking out. He thought about all the problems the childhood friends experienced as children. He silently prayed those problems would never return. He remembered the times he settled arguments about who could run the fastest, who caught the biggest fish…that was an easy one, Lexie always caught the biggest fish. He remembered the way she sat, still as could be, and watched the water before she threw in her line. He wondered at the time if she was in tune with them. “Joss,” someone spoke. Joss turned around to see Annie standing beside him. “Yes, my dear?” “I asked if you were okay and you didn’t answer me.” “I was looking outside and trying to think about what could have been rather than what was.” He held his arms out for her. “The four of them have lived hard lives. At least two of them seem partially happy these days. I’ve always hoped that Lexie and Jon would get together. I have the same wish for Sam and Hannah. Maybe they’ll realize they’re really in love some day,” she said as she walked into his arms. “If they’d all had different mamas things may have been different and better. All four of those women were spawns of the devil in my opinion.” “Hush. Don’t let Lexie hear you say things like that.” “It doesn’t matter, I know most of it anyway,” Lexie said. “Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry you heard that.” “Annie, my mother was the devil incarnate. I’ve known that since I was a small child. She attempted to destroy everything dear to me. Did you know that I had to stand with books on my head for hours? She’d stand by the door and watch me make my bed every morning. If it wasn’t done to her

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satisfaction, she’d pull it apart and I’d make it again. I went through that every morning from the time I was old enough to know what making a bed was, until I left for college. Punishment was severe, but never so that anyone could see. It’s amazing what can be hidden under long sleeves.” “That’s part of your nightmares, isn’t it? Oh, dear Lord! That’s why you’re so claustrophobic? Oh, you poor, poor child. Why didn’t someone do something about it?” Annie asked, going to stand with her. “She told Granny that if she spoke of it, she’d have her arrested and charged as the one who did those things to me. Luckily, Mama went away often and I got reprieves.” “What about your daddy, child?” “My father was a joke. He and the other three had other things to do. They had their law firms and their sideline business. Don’t look so surprised. Jon told me everything last night.” Before Annie could reply, she continued, “I used to wonder what it would be like to have a real family. One that sat down to dinner each night and talked about their day. By the time I was in high school, I knew I was alone in the world. Granny was slipping away, Daddy never came home and Mama was a maniac most of the time. I used to write in my journals that if any of her afternoon tea ladies knew what she was really like, they’d tie her to the stake and burn her. She found the journal and I had trouble sitting for weeks. I think Granny died because she couldn’t stand what was happening in the house. Maybe Mama killed her, who knows?” “Dear Lord in Heaven! We didn’t know it was that bad,” Annie said. Jon found them like that as he walked into the room. The older woman saw him and smiled, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Hi, y’all. What’s going on?” he asked. “Lexie and I talking about old times, honey. Why don’t you sit and talk with this girl for a while and I’ll go make you something to eat. Come with me, Joss.” The older man smiled and winked at Jon as he left the room, closing the door behind them. Lexie hadn’t moved, so he walked to her, put his arms around her and pulled her against his body. He leaned his head down to kiss her cheek, “Good afternoon, sweetheart.” “Mmm, Jon. I’m so glad you’re here.” “Me, too. What’s happening?” “Annie and I talked about Mama. I told her some of the things that happened when I was a child. I thought I’d put those thoughts away, but I guess not.” “Come, let’s sit and you can tell me about what’s made you so unhappy.”

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“It was just stuff about Mama.” “Humor me. Come here.” Jon sat in the big, comfortable chair and pulled her down to sit on his lap. “Talk to me. I want to know everything, too. Otherwise, how can I help you?” Lexie told him of some horrors from her childhood; the beatings and being locked in the closet when she was bad. She told him how she used the method of going into her own mind when her mother punished her. “I’m sorry I’ve become so dependent on everyone again.” “Don’t ever apologize, Lexie. None of this is your doing. Not what your mother did and certainly not what’s happening now.” “Thank you.” She laid her head on his shoulder and sighed. “Judy tells me she’s one of your regular customers.” “She is.” “Your store is very popular and you’ve done very well. But tell me, what happened to your law career? I pictured you sitting on the State Supreme Court by now.” “The only reason I went to law school was because Daddy told me it was expected and that I was to pass the bar the first time out.” “Honey, everyone in the country knows that you aced the damn thing first time and in record time, too.” “Jon, when all a person does is keep her head in a book, it isn’t too hard to succeed in obtaining knowledge. I was never interested in practicing.” “What did you want to do?” “I wanted to be with you. That was all I ever wanted, but I knew that it wasn’t to be, so when Daddy died, I gave up any attempt to practice and used some of Granny’s money to open the shop. Jo and I’ve been friends since high school, so when she came home from graduate school the year her father died, we talked about what we wanted to do and decided to open the shop together. I’ve never looked back until now.” “Didn’t you want to get married and have a family?” “That wish died years ago, Jon. I made my mind up that I would never put myself in a position to spend my life looking pretty while my husband screwed his way through the country club set like my own father did. I didn’t ever want to turn into my mama.” “That isn’t likely. You’ve a good heart. You could never be your mom.” Hearing a knock at the door, Lexie tried to get up, but Jon held her in place and called, “Come in”.

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Annie came into the room, all smiles, and put a tray down on the table in front of the chair. Lovely smells of cinnamon, chocolate and pecans floated through the air and caused Lexie’s stomach to growl. Jon looked at her and chuckled, “Someone must be a little hungry.” Lexie smiled at him and replied, “Yes, this someone hasn’t eaten since last night.” “Well, sweetheart, we’ll just have to see what Annie has brought us.” He took the cover off the tray. Before them were a basket of freshly baked cinnamon scones and a dish of orange butter to spread on them. The smell was mouthwatering. He uncovered a large plate piled with little sandwiches of shrimp salad and ham biscuits, potato salad and fresh fruit compote. A bowl of fresh crème sitting on ice completed the repast. The requisite pot of Earl Grey tea, a container of honey and fresh coffee cream added the finishing touches. Jon’s mind wandered to where he’d like to place the fruit and spread the cream. He hardened even more. Lexie said, “Thank you, Annie. This looks delish.” Joss then came in with a plate of pecan praline cookies that had just finished baking. “I knew that you would want these.” “Annie, Joss, I don’t know what to say. I’m not going to cry again, I’m not. Oh hell.” The tears flowed and Jon held her to him. “Annie, would it be too much trouble to set this out on the balcony? I think Lex would feel better sitting out in some nice, fresh country air for a little while,” Jon asked. “I figured you’d want that. I had Joss set out some pots of flowers and we put that little table of Lexie’s out there,” Annie replied. Lexie looked up. “You mean the one we used for our afternoon teas?” “That’s the one. I doubt that if you really look around, you’ll find that we missed anything of yours when we went to the debacle,” Jon answered. “Yes, let’s go out to the balcony and have our afternoon tea. It’s too bad that Hannah and Sam can’t join us. I’ll invite them another time.” Jon helped Lexie stand up, took her hand and walked through her bedroom and out through the French doors. “Oh, Jon, This is wonderful. Thank you.”

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Their afternoon tea brought back memories of another time when she and her three best friends shared afternoon tea catered by Granny Marshall. Annie’s potted plants placed around the balcony enhanced the atmosphere. Tall live oaks lush with Spanish moss shared the landscape with fragrant magnolia trees in full bloom. The various flower gardens were filled with the first flowers of spring and colorful azaleas dotted the area. The lawn a lush green and invited bare feet to sink down into it and enjoy. In the distance was the area they’d designated ‘Horsey Farm’ when they were younger. Trainers worked with their charges in the large rings dotting the area around the over-sized barn area. “Jon, from what I can see, you’re doing well with your horses. You haven’t raced any of them locally, have you?” “None of them have raced. Andre’s daughter, Penny, wants to be a horsewoman when she grows up. We can’t keep her out of there when she’s not in school. I’ve hired someone to work with her. She does amazingly well for a twelve year old. She’s actually placed in a couple of her outings. As long as she sticks with it, I’ll give her whatever she needs.” “Their son is quite the genius from what I hear?” “Yes, Peyton. At the ripe old age of fourteen, all he wants is to write computer programs and games. He’s actually sold a few of his games. He should have a nice college fund waiting for him when he shops for the right college. I helped him open his own savings account. We go over the statement every month and work on ways to improve his investments. Come to think on it, I’ve not seen his statement in a couple of months. He’s either really busy or has learned to take care of it himself. He’s become a young genius when it comes to investments. I’m quite proud of him.” “Will I get to see them while I’m here?” “I’m really surprised my sister hasn’t already been to scope you out.” “Oh, well, Caro and I are old friends.” “Why didn’t I know?” “What would you have done in my place?” “I guess you’re right. How did you meet?”

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“At the shop. You would have died if you’d seen her the first day she came to see me. She stormed into the shop and demanded to see me on a matter of urgent business. She scared Wendy. Poor girl shook when she came to the office with the message. Caro was right behind her, too. She reminded me of an avenging angel, all prim and proper with her hands on her hip. She looked me straight in the eye and said, ‘I had to see the person who has the balls to take Jonathan down a couple notches’ and then she laughed. We introduced ourselves properly and we’ve been friends since. Whenever she’s in town, she stops in to visit and to check out whatever I have that might be of interest to her. Sometimes we have lunch. You know, I haven’t seen her in a few weeks, either.” “She’s never said a word.” “We agreed that it would be best. She’s kept me up-to-date on all of you though. I’ve really missed Annie and Joss. If I’d known what I know now…” “That is a universal thought, Lex.” He held out a hand to her. “I regret we’ve lost so much time.” She reached across the table and put her hand into his. “I’m glad we found one another again. I’m sad it had to be under these circumstances, though.” “Me too, my darling girl. How about we take our tea and go for a short walk?” “Sounds good. I feel as though I’ve been locked away forever. I’m not used to the idleness.” “You just got here,” he said as he laughed. This feels so right, just the two of us. He helped her up, filled their cups and they walked down the stairs to the yard. Lexie walked to the nearest magnolia and pulled a bloom to her nose. “I love the smell of these.” “I do, too, but they can be a pain at times.” Jon snapped a bloom from the tree and handed it to her. He heard a sound he didn’t recognize. He leaned down to her ear and whispered, “Lexie, very quietly, turn around and let’s walk back through the house.” Doing as she was told, spilling her tea in the process, she made her way back to the house. As soon as they were inside, a rabbit poked its head out from under the hedge. Jon shook his head. “A rabbit.” She laughed, “I think we’re too paranoid.” “Maybe so, but it’s for your protection and where that’s concerned, there’s no such thing as too much.” He kissed her nose. “I need to check in with Andre. I’ll see you in a while.” “Okay. I need to do a few things, too, mainly find Jo and let her know what’s what here.” “Good idea. The phone on your desk is a private line that’s secure.” Lexie looked at her watch and calculated the time difference. “Jo should be in her hotel room about now. I’ll try that first.”

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“Good.” Lexie went up to her suite. The picnic leftovers had been removed, the door to the balcony closed and bolted. I feel like I live in a goldfish bowl. Damn, will I ever get used to people around me all the time? She went to the desk to use the phone. Annie had left her a pot of tea and the rest of the cookies. She retrieved her date book from the briefcase and turned to Jo’s number in Italy. She poured herself a cup of tea and took a long swallow to calm herself before she made the call. “Salve!” “Jo, is that you?” “Lexie. Where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you for almost two days.” “I’ve decided to close for a few weeks and take a little time off. Wendy called in sick and since I don’t trust anyone but you to run it…” “So, where are you? I keep calling your home and getting some stupid recording and you don’t answer your cell.” “I’m out of town. I’d rather not say where just now.” “Lexie, what’s wrong? I can tell by your voice there’s a problem. Do I need to come home?” “No, you don’t need to come home. I had to let most of the part-time employees go. Wendy called in sick, no valid reason or a description of her ailment and I decided to take some time for myself. What’s going on with you? Found yourself a nice, hunky Italian to sweep you off your feet yet?” “Would you believe that I’ve found me a Texan? He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. He’s six foot eight; legs to there and a body to make you weep. He’s a widower. His wife died a couple years ago and he says he needed some time away from the ranch and his consulting business. I bumped into him, literally of course, coming out of the elevator the other day. As it happens, his room is next door to mine and we’ve had a ball sightseeing.” “Don’t you think this is too much of a coincidence? I mean he could be a gigolo or something.” “You’ve been watching too many movies, Lex. I had that friend of ours check him out and he’s legitimate. I told him afterwards what I’d done. You know what he said? Said he would have been shocked if I hadn’t. His name is Conrad Johnson and he’s from Dallas, Texas.” “Have you found any of the things you went over there to get? Or have you spent all your time with Conrad?” “Ha. Ha. I found some more of the beautiful figurines Caro collects. I also saw some of the ones you said Hannah collected. Do you want me to get those?” “Yes, get all of them. Then what are you going to do?”

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“If you don’t want me to come home, I guess I’ll take Con up on his offer to visit his ranch in Texas. I’ll give you a call in a couple days. Do you have your cell with you?” “Yes, I have it. If you call, don’t mention anything. Our conversations will be as usual.” “Gotcha. Have fun, whatever it is you’re doing.” “Thanks, but it’s work, Jo, work. You have fun with your new man.” “Sure it is. Ciao, baby.” Lexie hung up the phone and wandered to the window to look out. “I want my life back, damn it.”

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Chapter Ten

“Lex?” She turned to see Jon standing in the doorway. “Hi,” she said. “You looked so deep in thought.” “I was thinking about all the things I need to do at the shop. Jon, when will I be able to go back home? I’ll go stir crazy sitting here day after day.” “Lexie, I’m trying to keep you safe.” “I know you are and I appreciate it, but I have responsibilities that do not include or appreciate me being idle. Bills need to be paid, I have inventory to do and it’s time to do quarterly taxes. Can’t I hire someone to stay with me?” “Let me think about it. At this moment, I want to talk about us.” “We do need the finish the discussion we started at my house the other night.” She had a strange smile on her face. Holding his hand out to her he continued, “Why don’t we sit and talk. I want you to sit on my lap.” He winked. “I’d like that.” “We were talking about your mother. My first real clue about her came the morning she tried to auction off everything. I don’t quite understand your uncle, though. He agreed with our plan to bring your things here. I asked him not to say anything until we’d had a chance to talk about it. I guess he took me literally, huh?” Jon pulled her close to his body. “I’ve yet to understand how anyone could be so cruel. I used to think she was responsible for Daddy’s death. He never got sick, at least not that I knew about. It just seemed strange that he’d die so suddenly.” “Sweetheart, I can tell you from experience, you could never tell what was going through any of their minds. Each one of them was a piece of work, that’s for sure. You’ll have to talk to Hannah about her mom...you know, I think maybe there is a way for you to go home. How would you like it if I assigned Hannah to be your bodyguard for a few days while you get things caught up at work? A couple of Andre’s men will be with you at all times, too.” “I’d love to have Hannah as a bodyguard, if you can spare her. Is the other really necessary?”

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“Yes, it is. Do you know anything about the trial your uncle is presiding over at the moment?” “Oh, you mean Antoine Richeleau’s trial?” “Yes.” “What about it? I can’t believe Antoine would do what he’s accused of doing. He and his wife are among my best clients and he’s always been the perfect gentleman. His wife comes in the store every time I get a new shipment of things.” “Are you serious?” “Yes. I never joke where my business is concerned. I don’t see the connection.” “Sweetheart, the timeframe is too close. Your problems began within a week of Antoine’s arrest. If he isn’t directly involved in the problems you’ve been having, someone in that clan is. Did you know that Wendy is Antoine’s niece?” “You’re kidding. I introduced them and he laughed. He said he knew her family but never met her. So how could they be related?” “Wendy’s mother and Antoine are brother and sister. In fact, according to church records, Antoine is not only her uncle; he’s her godfather. The man even paid her way through technical school.” Lexie paled. “My God. I can’t believe I’ve been so stupid. I…” “You are not stupid, honey. How long were you in business before Wendy came to work for you?” “A week or so. Others business people on the street told me they worked with the technical school to give their students employment. How many other shops employ his relatives?” “His relatives work in every one of them. We’ve interviewed the owners of all the shops and have a list of all the employees. Each shop has at least one permanent employee who is related to Antoine. All the part-time employees belong to some branch of his family. Appears the bastard has been playing the people of Belle Reve like a violin and we never knew it.” “Do the other shop owners have problems?” “There have been thefts here and there, a little vandalism and a few uncooperative employees. You’re the only one receiving the hang-up calls and death threats.” “And you think my problems are related to Antoine’s trial and the fact that Uncle Marshall is the judge?” “Yes, we do. The way we figure it, he’s hoping to scare you enough to get your uncle to recuse himself from the case. The next person in line to judge the case would be a distant Richeleau cousin…”

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“Oh…My…God. I had no idea. I…” A shrill sound came from the bedroom. “My cell phone. Excuse me.” Lexie went into the bedroom to answer her phone. He followed her closely. She looked at the caller identification and frowned. “What is it, Lexie?” “I don’t recognize the number.” Jon took the phone and looked at it. “I do. Answer it and let me listen.” “Hello…hello…hello!” Just as she started to disconnect a disguised voice said, “Thought you could get away from me, didn’t you, bitch?” Lexie began to shake and Jon gave her the signal to keep the person online. He dialed his office on his. “How could I think that when I don’t know who you are?” “Oh, you’ll know soon enough. You’re nothing but a cheap copper’s whore.” Before she could reply, Jon gave her the cut signal and she hit the off button. “What did you find out?” “Wendy made the call. I guess no one told her not to use that particular pay phone. Your late night calls have been made from three specific pay phones. She used voice distortion equipment.” “Jon, this just gets more and more complicated, doesn’t it? I feel so helpless. It’s like the world that I love is closing in on me.” “Baby, I’m here for you,” he said as he pulled her into his arms. “Why don’t you lie down for a while? I need to talk to Andre about security if you go home. Be back shortly.” He leaned down to kiss her gently and then left. Lexie took everything off except her panties and bra and crawled back into bed. She drifted into sleep.

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Chapter Eleven

Lexie drifted into sleep and dreamed. She stood outside herself and watched the events unfold. Jon spread her out on her back and poised himself above her. He placed kisses over her face, careful not to touch her mouth and trailed the kisses down the side of her neck to rest at the pulse point. His used the flat of his tongue to lave the area before he bit her. She watched her body arch as he began to suckle the point. He moved his hands up her rib cage to caress her breasts. He kneaded them in his hands and her breasts swelled with need. Unconsciously, she mirrored his ministrations with her own hands. He looked over his shoulder to let her know he knew she was there. Jon returned to her body and flipped her over onto her stomach. He placed each arm above her head and spread her legs as far apart as he could. Lexie wondered how it would feel for real, having her arms over her head and her legs spreadeagled on the bed. She watched him spread soft kisses and nips to the back of her neck. He left a trail of love bites down her spine. He stopped to pay close attention to her ass. He nipped at her ass cheeks with his teeth. She watched him smack her ass cheeks and they turned a soft shade of red. She felt every smack on her own ass. He used the middle finger of one hand to glide along the seam of her pussy lips. She was sopping. “Lexie, let me love you,” he whispered in her ear. “I want to see you… all of you. Pull your knees up against your chest and arch your back. Good girl.” She did as bid, arching her back for him. He pulled her pussy lips apart and leaned down to taste the nectar that flowed from her body. She moaned in concert with the Lexie on the bed. She felt him love her body. A finger slipped into her tight sheath and the burn from it seared her sensitive skin. He wiggled his finger and added a second. Each time he pulled his fingers almost out he’d spread them further and further apart.

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He whispered in her ear that she would soon feel his cock. When he added a third finger, his thumb settled on the bundle of nerves at the top of her slit. Lightening coursed through her own body as she watched. The tension reached its peak and he stopped. “Can’t have you coming just yet. I haven’t tasted you enough.” His mouth replaced the fingers he removed from her wet heat. He sucked and teased her clit until she climbed to the peak once more before he stopped. Lexie watched the expression on his face as he sat back and looked at the body spread before him. His mouth glistened with her dew. He smiled, looked back over his shoulder at her and winked. She woke, shaken. Jon sat on the side of her bed. The glazed look his eyes and told her he’d shared her dream.

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Jon held Lexie close to his body until she regained her composure. He smelled her arousal and ached to sink into her body. When she’d calmed, he lay her back down on the bed and pulled the covers over her again. He went into the sitting room to compose himself. His cock was ready to burst. He took deep gulps of air into his lungs to relieve the tension flowing through his body. He’d shared her dreams before but this one was more intense than any of the others. “Jon,” Lexie whispered. He turned. She stood in the doorway, a look of fear in her tear-filled eyes. “Lexie, my God, what is it, sweetheart? Are you ill?” “Did you experience my dream with me?” He walked toward her and she stiffened noticeably. “Sweetheart, I’ve shared your dreams for a very long time.” He placed her hand over his swollen cock. “See what you do to me?” Jon picked her up and sat down in a deep chair, holding her as he did so. “Honey, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re so beautiful when you reach your orgasm.” He kissed her, demanding her acquiescence and her mouth. She gave him what he wanted. The kiss ended and she looked up into his eyes. His thoughts mirrored her own. “I’ve never cried as much as I have the last few days. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

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“Stress can do some nasty things to your body, no matter how strong or strong-willed you are. You have to get it all out otherwise it will fester. It’s late and you should rest. The doctor gave you sleeping pills, why don’t you take one? Have a nice hot shower and get some rest?” “Stay with me, please. I don’t want to be alone.” “Lexie, if I stay with you, that dream we just shared will become very real.” “Oh.” He put his hand under her chin and raised her face to his. “Honey, you are all I’ve ever wanted and we’re getting married as soon as this business with Antoine is over.” “Jon, are you sure?” “I love you, woman, more than anything.” “I’ve never been with anyone. You’ll have to show me what to do.” “You’re still a virgin?” “I’ve wanted no one but you to take me.” “I always prayed I’d be your first.” “How could I ever let another man touch me when it’s you I love?” “Lexie will you let me make those dreams come true?” “Yes. I’ve always been yours.” He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her with all the love and emotion he felt for her. Jon pulled back and said, with a big smile, “Tonight I’ll show you what it’s like to make love. Why don’t we make use of the Jacuzzi? You go run the water while I lock up.” He dropped a kiss to her nose and helped her stand. He smiled and winked as he left her suite. Lexie put her arms around her body and smiled bigger than she had in quite a while. She went to the closet, undressed and hung up her clothes. She put her robe on and went into the bathroom to draw the water. She found vanilla scented candles in the cupboard and set them around for effect, lighting them as she went. The heady aroma of the candles enhanced her mood. She poured lavender scented bubble bath into the water. Lexie brushed her hair, piled it on top of her head and anchored it with a large clip. She heard a noise in her bedroom and turned around. What she saw scared the living hell out of her. She grabbed onto the counter as a lone gunman stood in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want?” “I think it’s pretty obvious what I want. Put your fucking clothes back on and let’s take a ride. Hurry up, lady, before my trigger finger gets more nervous than it already is.”

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Chapter Twelve

“I’ll do no such thing. Do you have any idea who I am and what will happen to you if you’re caught?” “Listen, lady, I don’t rightly give a flying fuck who you are. I have a job to do and you’re it. How about I give you a little demonstration of what you’re in store for and see if you want to change your mind.” The masked person aimed the gun at her left knee and pulled back the hammer. “Okay, okay. I’ll do what you want. Just please don’t hurt me. Do you mind turning your head so I can dress?” “Do I look like I’m stupid, lady?” “I’ll change in the closet, then.” “And you’ll leave the fucking door open, too. No funny stuff. I get paid whether I deliver you dead or alive. Just like in the westerns. I’m the bounty hunter and you’re the bounty.” Lexie walked to the closet, praying each step of the way this idiot wouldn’t shoot her. He appeared shaky; she didn’t want to make it worse. She opened her lingerie drawer and selected panties and a bra. She struggled to get her panties on. The bra presented a challenge. Just what I need. Getting kidnapped wearing underwear meant for seduction. How ironic can you get? Damn, where is Jon! Why hasn’t he heard what’s going on? “Lady, we don’t have all night. Hurry. I get caught, you get shot.” Lexie pulled her jeans on and slipped her feet into her tennis shoes. She slid off her robe and pulled out a summer long-sleeved fleece shirt. I guess he got his eyes full that time. Bastard. “You don’t have to look sexy for me, lady. Personally, I don’t like debutants. Give me a good, lusty, swamp girl any day.” She ignored him, but remembered something. There was a silent alarm just inside the closet door. She reached up to push it and was grabbed from behind before she could press the button. “I’ve waited for you long enough. Get your ass over to the foot of the bed and put your hands behind your back.”

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Lexie tripped and landed on the floor; her wrist twisted as she landed. “Ouch,” she said, “You broke my wrist.” Feeling for broken bones, she found only soreness. “You bastard. What do you plan to do about that?” She held her wrist to her chest. She ignored the gunman, curled into a fetal position and let the pain and terror roll through her body. “Lady, I don’t have all night. Either get your ass up or I’m going to kill you right here.” She continued to ignore him. “Fuck. I knew something would happen. He’s gonna kill me if I fuck this one up. Shit. Now what? ‘A simple kidnapping’ he says. ‘Just walk into the room and grab her’, he says. Lady, you either get up or I’m going to haul your ass up myself and it won’t be pretty.”

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Jon and Andre watched the security monitors as the lone man silently climbed the steps to Lexie’s balcony. Jon went through the house and up the back stairs to the balcony. Andre’s job, get to her room from inside the house. When he reached the open door to the balcony, Jon thought he recognized the voice. Lexie’s crying covered the little noise that he made entering the room. He watched as the masked man pointed the gun at Lexie and threatened to blow her brains out. Jon picked up a paperweight on the nightstand, aimed it at the gunman’s head and prayed. He landed a perfect hit, and with a slight grunt the gunman fell to the floor. Jon yelled for Andre, knelt beside the man and pulled out a pair of handcuffs to cuff him. Jon rolled the gunman onto his back and pulled the mask off to reveal the face of Antoine’s favorite nephew. He was a young man who had just finished high school and was to attend college in the fall. Two things occurred to Jon. Andre had not entered the room and Lexie sat looking toward the door to the deck, her face pale with fright. He followed her gaze to see Andre and one of his security men with their weapons pointed at him. “Andre, what the hell is going on?” “Sorry, brother-in-law, the company doesn’t pay enough money to keep your sister wallowing in the things she loves. I’ve taken a second job. I’m surprised that you didn’t get the drift sooner. You let your personal feelings for the Marshall whore get in the way of your judgment. Give the cuff keys to the whore so she can unlock them. You stand up slowly and back away from my son. Ah, your

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expression tells me that you don’t know about my son. Let me introduce you. Jon, meet Paul. That’s all you need know since you won’t be around much longer.” Andre’s laugh chilled his bones. He continued his badgering; “The boys and I have a little fun in store for your whore tonight. If she’s any good, you might have her back one of these days. If not…well, the gators have a snack of whatever is left. Don’t be a hero. The phone lines are cut, the computer smashed and the security cameras gone. You get to spend an eternity wondering if your whore can take more than one man at a time. We’ll break her in real good before she dies.” “Okay, whore, if you value you life, you’ll do as you’re told. Unlock the cuffs and get your ass over here. Buster, put those cuffs on the good Police Chief. Bash his head while you’re at it. Don’t want any noise heard from here anytime soon. Everyone will believe that the good Chief and his whore are fucking the night away.” “Andre, if you hurt a hair on her head, you’ll die. If I don’t find you, Judge Marshall will.” “I’ll worry about that when the time comes. Bitch whore, I thought I gave you an order. Now get to it. I don’t have all fucking night.” Jon reached his pager and pushed the panic button. I hope they get here soon. I can’t lose Lexie again. The last thing he remembered was Lexie screaming and then his world went black. Andre looked around the room. “Get the bitch and let’s get outta here. I want to be miles away from here by the time the good Police Chief’s friends arrive. Remember, no trail, no arrest.” “But, Boss, she done conked out again. What I do now?” “You pick the whore up and carry her like a sack of flour, that’s what you do.” “Buster, hurry it up, man…Buster…Buster, what the hell’s wrong now?” Andre walked closer to the bed to see him what held things up. “Buster, you ass, squat down, pick the whore up and throw her across your shoulder. Get a move on.” Andre checked his son, shook him a little and said, “Son, you gonna be okay. Come on get up. We gotta get ourselves outta here before the police show up.” The boy got up. He reached down to pick up his gun and kicked Jon in the kidneys. “What the hell did you go and do that for, son?” “Why not? He’s an asshole cop. Ain’t got no use for ‘em.” “Lord help me. I need to talk to your uncle about you. I leave you with him and you sound just like some swamp rat. I thought you were going to that Ivy League school next year.” “You don’t think they’ll want me now do you, Dad?”

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“Get the hell to the boat. You and Buster will ride up top. Buster will take the wheel. You be on the lookout for cops. I’ll take care of the whore. I’ve watched her for years and now I intend to have me some of that lily white stuff. Now, git.” Andre followed the others into the night and down the trail toward the boat tied up at the end of the path to the river. He suspected being watched, he just didn’t want to admit it.

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Chapter Thirteen

Lexie waited. There has to be a way out of this, she thought. She’d taken the paperweight and slipped it into her jeans. She tried not to be obvious in her search for clues to help her as Buster carried her to the boat. She saw some movement in the bushes and prayed for someone friendly. She felt being suddenly handed to Andre. We must be at the boat. “I’ll be back as soon as I get the whore settled into her bunk,” Andre stated. Damn, now what do I do? She thought. To her relief, he dumped her onto a bunk and went back up the ladder, closing the door behind him. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked around. She dared not move too much in case Andre had a camera on her. God, please send Jon to get me out of here. I’m afraid of what might happen if one of those monsters tries to take me, especially the one I’ve trusted all my life.

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FBI agents, Scott Hardy and Roger Dubois, arrived with their people as the boat pulled away. They separated and began a search of the house after Roger alerted the local police chopper. An ambulance came when they found Jon on the floor of Lexie’s room. Water poured into the room from the bathroom. An agent turned off the faucet, pulled the stopper in the tub and blew out all the candles. Another police helicopter hovered above the house. The pilot requested a landing zone be marked. Agents removed reflective markers from their vehicles and placed them on the expansive lawn to allow the chopper to land safely. An ambulance pulled into the drive. When the medics were ready, Scott escorted them into the house and up to where Jon lay on the floor. The door of the chopper opened to reveal Hannah James, several detectives from Jon’s division and Andre’s wife, Carolyn. Hannah introduced her people to the agents. Roger looked at Carolyn and asked, “Do you have any idea what your husband’s planned?”

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“This is as much a mystery to me as it is to you. I couldn’t believe what I heard when Peyton came home tonight telling me about Andre’s son spouting off about a big job he’d been given by his uncle this afternoon…” “Andre’s son?” Roger asked. “Yes, my darling husband played house with Antoine’s favorite sister while they were in college. I didn’t know about the child they had until he came to the house one day looking for his father. Antoine raised the child.” “Carolyn, I don’t know what to say,” Roger offered. “Nothing to say. It happened. It would have been nice if he’d come clean about it, but what can I say?” “Paul, that’s his name, bragged to some of his buddies about how his Uncle Antoine hired him to kill the Marshall whore. Peyton spilled all sorts of news tonight. Not only is Paul mixed up in it, but Andre works for Antoine now. I’d just reached to the police station when Jon’s panic button set off the alarm. Where are Lexie and Jon?” “Andre, Paul and at least one other man have taken Lexie. They got into a boat and roared down the river. The medics are tending to Jon. Someone bashed his head and he’s kinda out of it for the moment. You might want to go up…oh wait, there’s the stretcher now. You might want to go with them to the hospital and keep Jon quiet. Make sure he understands we’re working this case now and he’s to stay put. Okay?” Carolyn looked at the gathered police and FBI forces and said, “Roger, if I find Andre before you do, I’m going to kill him. It’s a good thing Antoine is in jail or I’d be after his ass, too. I still just might pay him a visit. There are some things I know that he’d prefer his wife didn’t know.” “Woman, we have enough problems protecting Lexie from the wraths of Andre and Antoine. I don’t need to add you to the mix, too,” Roger said. “Do you know of anyone else who may have information about the place where Andre has taken Lexie?” “Several of his buddies from the old days hang out in a pool hall in the old warehouse district. I think the name of the place is Papa Joe’s, or something like that. Their names are Beau Courtland and Jasper Garland. They would probably know more about where Andre would take her than anyone else. They meet once a week for a pool game. Andre might have said something after he got a little loaded. It can’t hurt to ask them.” “Thanks,” said Scott. “We’ll check them out.”

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“It wouldn’t be a stretch of the imagination, I can tell you that. His gambling debts have soared lately. The phone is always ringing at the house. I finally unplugged it. I planned to move out this weekend. I’ll just pack up his stuff for now. If you need to search the house, here are the keys.” She handed Scott the keys to her home. “Yes. Where are the children?” Hannah asked. “They’re staying with my mother this weekend. I thought it best they stay away while I hashed this out with their dad. I’ll give Mom a call and tell her not to let them watch the news until I talk to them.” “Why don’t you go on with Jon?” Scott asked. “Tell Judge Marshall I gave you permission if you see him before I do. I’d do anything for that man, he’s been a true friend to the kids and me these last few years.” “We’ll take care of this.” “I’ll see y’all at the hospital,” Carolyn said as she turned toward Jon.

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Jon looked around as he was carried out of the house. The scene was something out of his worst nightmare, Lexie taken and the one person he trusted the most was responsible. He saw Carolyn with tears in her eyes. She would never betray me, he thought. Then he closed his eyes and thought back to the time when he’d discovered he had a sister. He made the discovery when he and a law school buddy set up private practice. Carolyn was the first person to apply for the job of Office Manager. His father had barged while he interviewed her. Mr. Winston warned Jon of dire consequences should he hire the woman, including disinheriting him. He further threatened to drug Carolyn and lock her away in his whorehouse to serve his clients should Jon hire her. He said Carolyn was nothing but a bastard child born of his whore mistress and had no place in the life of a true Winston. He’d paid enough money in child support and education for the bitch. She could go somewhere else, preferable out of the state, to look for a job. In spite of their father’s threats, he hired her. She and Jon spent many hours getting to know one another as they set up practice. It thrived with a large client base in a matter of months. He decided to take a long, overdue vacation and made plans to go back East to New York City to visit friends. The evening before he leaving, Carolyn came to his house in a state of panic. His partner vanished. Some

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time after lunch, he’d left, taking all the petty cash and emptying out the business account. His practice was gone and, thanks to his father’s lies, his reputation became suspect for a while. He confronted his father about being the catalyst for that betrayal and they never spoke to one another again. When his father suffered a massive heart attack and died, Jon left instructions with the funeral home to cremate the bastard and do whatever they wished with the ashes. His mother, in Europe at the time, came home demanding a formal funeral with all the trimmings, including a wake at the country club. He told her there would be no recognition for the man. When she balked, he told her he now possessed the power to take away everything she held dear. She fled back to Europe. A telegram arrived the following winter that she’d died on a ski slope. When contacted about funeral arrangements, he advised the authorities that her latest paramour could handle those arrangements. He wanted nothing to do with them.

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“Jon, wake up. Please wake up and talk to me.” He opened his eyes to see his sister sitting on the edge of his hospital bed, holding his hand. She reached out to put her hand to the side of his face that was swollen and turning black. “Hi, sweetie. Would you like something to drink? The nurse left some ice water for you.” “Yes,” he whispered. “Where…” Carolyn put a hand over his mouth and told him not to talk. Tears filled her eyes as she said, “Jon, I’m so sorry. I tried to get to the station in time to stop it. I didn’t know. I swear to you, I didn’t know. Lexie Marshall is one of my dearest friends. I could never do anything to hurt her.” He patted her hand and gave a slight nod. He opened his mouth to speak, and she shushed him again. “Do you want me to tell you what’s going on? Nod, don’t speak.” He gave a slight nod and swallowed, grimacing as he did. “Scott Hardy and Roger Dubois, your FBI buddies, have taken over the case. I’ve given as much information to them as I could. I came out to the house on the chopper with Hannah and her people. Scott and Roger were already there. You hit your panic button while I told Hannah, at the station, what I knew. I insisted she take me with her. We’d hoped to get there before Andre got away.” “Lex…”

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“Hush. Andre and his men have Lexie. I don’t know where they’ve taken her. He hasn’t talked to me in a very long time. This is the weekend I’d planned to leave him. I’ve sent the kids to stay with my mom. Hannah, Roger and Scott have the keys to my house. I told them to let the Judge know I wanted them to search it. I also told Scott and Roger about the two friends Andre has at the pool hall. The FBI boys sent people out in boats to follow Andre, but knowing him, he’s outsmarted them and they’re probably lost in the swamp somewhere.” The door opened and Judge Marshall walked into the room. He had his bailiff and dinner date with him. “Good Lord in Heaven, what happened to him, Carolyn?” asked the Judge. “My husband’s son did this to him, Sir.” “Where’s my niece?” “They took her, after they tried to kill Jon.” “Want to tell me…” Before he could finish, the door opened and Jon’s doctor came into the room. “My patient needs his rest. I’m sorry, Your Honor, everyone must leave so I can check him over. You can come back, one at a time, afterward.” Carolyn stood up, but her hands on her hips and looked right at the doctor. “I’m Jon’s only family. I will not leave him. I’ll stand outside the door while you examine him, however, when you’re finished, I’m back in here. I’ll supervise the visits, but I don’t leave. Got it?” Jon tried to laugh, but it hurt too much. The doctor looked at Carolyn and smiled. “Well, ma’am, I guess you can stay. I wouldn’t want to upset the Chief’s family, now would I?” “Thank you, Doc.” Carolyn left the room behind the rest of the group.

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Chapter Fourteen

Scott and Roger sent agents and police to search the grounds for casualties and survivors. Joss and Annie were found tied up in their cottage. The security men had been drugged and were lying in various positions around the dinner table in their bunkhouse. Hannah went back through the house for a second look. Jon’s office was ransacked. His rooms in the west wing were untouched. Sirens blaring in the distance announced the arrival of the forensics crews and more ambulances. Hannah and Roger met each group and gave them directions. He went with the crime scene crew and she went back to Jon’s office to search for more clues.

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Scott placed a call to Carolyn’s cell. When she answered on the first ring, he asked her about the Judge. “He’s here, Scott, with bailiff in tow.” “Good, I’ll be right there. Tell him that I’m coming to get three warrants from him to search Magnolia Plantation, Andre’s office and your house.” “Actually, he’s standing right here holding his hand out for the phone.” “Great, thanks.” “Scott, what the hell is going on out there?” The Judge’s tense voice came across clear as a bell. “I’d rather not discuss it over the phone. I’ll be there within twenty minutes. Carolyn will tell you about the search warrants I need.” “I’ll send someone to the helipad to escort you down here. The hospital has more policemen than doctors at the moment.” “Thank you.” ***** Scott reached Roger and Hannah as they were leaving Lexie’s room. “Did you find anything useful?” he asked.

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“Not one fucking thing. Nothing. Zilch. Nada,” replied Roger. “The man is smart and thorough. Jon’s blood is all over the carpet, but any other evidence that may have been found is ruined by the overflow from the tub. I need to find Joss. He’ll need to get someone out here as soon as the forensics guys leave to dry out and replace some floors. The tile in the bathroom is buckling and the carpet in Lexie’s room is a mess. God knows what kind of mess is downstairs under these two rooms.” “Great. I’m off to see Judge Marshall and check in on Jon. I don’t suppose you’ve heard anything from the patrol boats?” “No. We haven’t heard a thing. I’ve arranged for a group of volunteer fishermen and boatmen to help first thing in the morning. They aid the police here when needed. Hopefully, one of them will find a clue. I see the pilot waving, you better head out to the chopper,” Roger said. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” Scott said. Hannah spoke, “I’ve assigned undercover and off-duty people to patrol the areas around Andre’s home and the offices. Ask for Jones at the office and Anderson at the house. They’re expecting you.” “Wish me luck. God knows we need it.” Scott headed toward the chopper, Hannah and Roger toward the house.

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Scott met one of Jon’s detectives at the hospital heliport door and walked to the command center set up next to Jon’s room. When he opened the door, the Judge rose and came toward him. Scott looked around the room and asked that everyone please leave. The Judge gave his nod and the room cleared. “Scott, you look like hell. Have a cup of coffee and tell me what’s going on.” “Thanks. We don’t have a lot of details just yet. We need to search Andre’s office and home. I would not be surprised to discover he married Carolyn to gain entrance into the family.” He paused to take a sip of his coffee before he continued. “Wait a minute. You think he’s behind all the problems Lexie’s been having?” “Every time we think we can answer that question, a new angle appears. Right now, I just can’t say yes or no. We arrived at the house as the boat pulled away from the docks. If anything happens to Lexie, God help Andre and anyone else involved. Things left unsaid and unreported could become a problem.” “Meaning?” Judge Marshall asked in a whisper with a grimace on his face.

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“First of all, Andre is married to Jon’s half-sister. That, alone, should make for interesting news reports. Second, the young man sent to help kidnap Lexie is the son of Andre and Antoine’s favorite sister…” “What! Are you telling me that Andre had a child by Antoine’s sister and no one knew about it before now?” “That appears to be the case. Carolyn said Andre and Antoine’s favorite sister had an affair, she became pregnant and Antoine raised the boy. I know Mr. Winston made a big deal out of Jon and Carolyn knowing one another before his death, but they have never publicly mentioned their relationship. The link between Andre and Antoine’s sister hasn’t been established.” “This mess gets deeper and deeper, doesn’t it? What should have been a simple murder trial, complete with witnesses against the biggest crime boss Louisiana has ever seen, has turned into a nightmare and getting worse. You do realize that I’m may be asked to recuse myself now that Lexie’s been kidnapped, don’t you? That man will stop at nothing?” “Sir, if I might make a suggestion, why not request an audience with the State Supreme Court justices and lay this all out? If you’ve proof that the next person in line is actually related to Antoine, you’ve foiled him.” “I thought the same thing. Actually, I brought a change of clothes with me for court tomorrow. Would you ask Jon’s chopper pilot if he’d take me to the capitol?” “Yes, sir. You get your things together and I’ll give the pilot a call. I’ll meet you back here in ten minutes? Will that give you enough time?” “More than enough. You need to go talk to Jon for a few minutes. He was pretty upset when I saw him earlier.”

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Chapter Fifteen

Jon sat up in bed, mostly alert, and the expression and swelling on his face combined to project a dangerous look. “I wondered where the hell you were,” Jon said as Scott walked into the room. “I’ve been trying to find out where the hell Andre took the woman you love. Any objections?” he asked. “No, no objections. I just don’t like lying here and being kept in the dark.” “You’ll just have to adjust to it. You’re here until we find Lexie. Don’t think you can ramrod your way out because I have my agents posted at the door and they know better than to let you go. There are also men at all the exits and the elevators. You’re stuck here. Now, I want you to tell me what you know about Andre’s recent activities and whether or not you know what he’s been doing lately.” “Scott, I honestly don’t know. Periodically one of the men from the estate would mention Andre acting strange. I’d arrive at unexpected times and, from what I could see, everything appeared normal. Annie and Joss told me they noticed nothing out of the ordinary.” “Carolyn called me one day and asked if I noticed that Andre acting strange. She said some people threatened them if he didn’t pay up. She went to the bank and their joint account showed pretty much wiped out, and their savings gone, as were their children’s college funds. When she questioned him, he told her to keep her fucking nose out of his business. I set up a special account for her so she and the kids could eat and have clothes to wear. I hooked her up with an attorney who has been advising her on what to do and not to do. She’s been slowly moving stuff out of the house and into my condo. Even Lexie doesn’t know about any of this.” “That sounds too coincidental to me.” “It does to me too now. I’m glad the kids are out of his way. They’re at their grandmother’s house and I’ve ordered around-the-clock patrols of the area. Some of the off-duty female officers volunteered to stay with them, especially at night. They were scheduled to leave tomorrow for my ranch in Montana. I still think her mom and the kids should go. She refuses to leave until Andre is caught.” “What do you know about Andre’s son?”

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“Nothing, other than what Carolyn has told me. Andre apparently met the girl in college, they had an affair, she got pregnant and Antoine has been caring for the boy since his birth. The boy has, or at least he had, a scholarship to Princeton this fall. His grades in school are top notch.” “You’re absolutely sure the kid who pointed the gun at Lexie is Andre’s son?” “According to Carolyn, he is and he’s also Antoine’s favorite nephew. Antoine makes no bones about that fact. I just don’t understand why the man would suddenly decide to wreck the boy’s life now. He’s the master at exacting retribution for perceived wrong doings. Either the boy or Andre must have really pissed him off for him to order the boy to do this.” The door opened and Carolyn came into the room. “Should I leave again?” Scott spoke first, “No, Carolyn. I’d like to ask you some questions, if you don’t mind. Maybe something will come to you that you don’t remember knowing.” “Scott, I’ll do whatever I can to help, you know that. I feel like I should hang my head and walk away after what my husband did.” Jon said, “Caro, you know how I feel about this. What Andre did has nothing to do with you, at least not where I’m concerned. I know you wouldn’t hurt Lexie or me.” “Thanks. What do you want to ask me, Scott?” “I want you to think back to when you first noticed Andre’s strange habits and his mood change. Tell me about anything you’ve seen or heard lately to make you wonder about what Andre might or might not be doing.” “I guess Jon told you about the bank accounts?” At Scott’s nod, she continued, “I couldn’t believe he would do something like that. Then the phone calls started. We have caller ID, but they were always listed as unavailable. I’d dial star sixty-nine after they’d hung up and get the recording that the number couldn’t be found or some such foolishness. “He’s been spending a lot of time away from home. He doesn’t seem to want to be bothered by the children or me. We no longer go places or do things as a family. If I need something, I have to track him down…” Scott interrupted, “What do you mean you ‘have to track him down’?” “Andre is never in the same place for more than a few hours at a time. If I call Magnolia Plantation, ‘he just left’; if I call the office, they ‘haven’t seen him today’. It just goes in circles. When I call his cell phone, I get his voice mail. He just isn’t the same person I’ve been married to all these years. I did hear a rumor that he’s been visiting Antoine quite a bit. That could explain why people call wanting their money.”

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“Carolyn, when did you learn about the son?” “I found out about him ten or so years ago. A little boy called the house one day looking for his father. I thought he had the wrong number until he asked for Andre by name. Andre confessed, then told me it wasn’t my concern since it happened before we were married and the subject was dropped.” “This gets more and more complicated as we go. Jon, you need to get some rest. Carolyn, you need your rest, too. If you think of anything else, call me on my cell. Good night.” Scott left the room and Carolyn sat down and put her head in her hands. “Sweetheart,” Jon said, “There’s nothing we can do. We just have to pray that between my people and the FBI, they find Lexie.” “Jon, I’m so sorry.” “There is nothing for you to be sorry about.” At that moment the phone rang. Jon waited until the fourth ring to answer it. “Hello,” he said. “Well, well, well. Look who’s in the hospital. Not such a big shot police man any more, are you? Let your best friend take your woman. Always said you were nothing but a pussy.” The caller hung up. Jon tapped the receiver and reached the expert listening. “Did you get a trace on that call...Thank you…Yes, please give me a call when you do…Good night.” “Did they trace it?” “To your home phone. Andre apparently has the phone on call forwarding. I’ve got to hand it to him, he’s clever, at some point he’s going to mess up and we’ll have him. I feel it in my gut.”

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Chapter Sixteen

“Hey, whore. Wake up.” Someone slapped her face. She quickly moved away and prayed they wouldn’t hurt her. “Whore, I ain’t gonna tell you no more. Getch yer ass up. We’re hungry and you gonna do the cookin’.” Again the hand came down and she automatically threw up her own to block it. Pain radiated through her body at the contact with her wrist. She heard, as well as felt, the bone snap and screamed. Andre ran in a second later. “What the hell have you done to her? I send you in here to wake her up to cook breakfast and you break her fucking wrist? I ought to throw your ass to the gators. In fact, I think I will.” Before the man could react, a knife slipped into his abdomen and jerked upward. When he hit the floor, Andre called for his son to come get the carcass and pitch it into the swamp. Lexie was shocked Andre would murder someone in cold blood. A black cloud descended over her and she moaned as her body went into a faint. “Fuck. Now I have a dead man and a pussy whore who can’t stand pain or the sight of a little blood. Boy, help me get his carcass into the river. Then I want you to get your ass in the galley and cook some breakfast.” They moved the man up to the deck and threw him into the river. The boy looked at his father and said, “Dad, I don’t know how to cook.” “I’m surrounded by idiots. Your Mama and your uncle didn’t bother to teach you how to do anything? All you ever learned was how to make good grades and kiss ass? Well, let me tell you something, Mama’s boy, that ain’t gonna wash with me. Get your ass down there now, god damn it.” The young man followed his father down the steps. As they hit the bottom step, he said, “Let me tell you something, old man. Don’t you ever badmouth my Mama again. Uncle Antoine will carve your ass into little pieces and feed it to the gators. You got that, old man?” “Someone shoulda kicked your ass years ago, you snot-nosed little punk. Now, get your ass in the galley and do something about some food while I get us headed to the island.” The pain in her wrist brought Lexie back to consciousness. She didn’t dare move for fear of being hurt worse. She felt Andre’s presence near her bunk and tensed, waiting for the final blow.

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“I know you’re awake. Get your ass out of bed. You can go to the head, no funny stuff though. Lock the door and I’ll break it down. When you finish, I’ll wrap the wrist and then you get your ass in the galley and help that boy. You do a good job and I’ll think about letting you eat.” She slowly sat up on the bed. Her body stiff and her head felt like someone was pounding on it. For a brief moment, she wondered if maybe she’d be better off dead. Then she thought about it and decided that she wouldn’t give the bastard that satisfaction. She’d fight him every step of the way. Somewhere, somehow, Jon would save her…if Jon had lived through the beating he took. “I’m not telling you again to get your ass in the head and get yourself cleaned up.” Andre jerked her up, grabbing the broken wrist in the process. Lexie screamed and Andre cursed. “You’re going to be the death of me yet. The whole fucking world can hear your screams, so shut the fuck up and get into the head.” She stumbled into the bathroom and closed the door. She worked to get her pants down so she could relieve her bladder. Getting them back up was hell. She washed her hands, splashed water on her face. She opened the door to see an irate Andre staring at her. “It’s about time you came out. Sit down and let me fix that wrist of yours. I don’t need you dying on me. You’ve jinxed me enough as it is. Now sit.” Lexie sat on the side of the bunk and held her shaking hand out. He was gentle as he wrapped the wrist, careful not to get the bandage too tight. He fashioned a sling for her and put it around her neck. “Thank you,” Lexie whispered when Andre finished his work. “Go help the kid. Just tell him what to do.” “Okay.” She rose from her position and walked into the galley. She said, “I don’t even know your name.” “Name’s Paul.” “Okay, Paul, Andre wants his food and I’m going to walk you through it.” “Yes ‘um.” Together they fixed the coffee, fried some bacon and scrambled eggs. Lexie managed the toast and set the table. She set three places, hoping that he’d let her eat, too. “Something smells good. Did you burn it, boy?” “No, I didn’t burn it, old man.” Andre saw the black clouds gathering in the sky. “Shit, it’s gonna storm and we’re nowhere near the island yet. Y’all hurry and eat so you can clean up before the storm hits.”

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Paul looked at his father and said, “I cooked. Ain’t gonna clean up no mess.” “You’ll do whatever the hell I tell you to do. You’re not in your uncle’s house right now. You’re in mine, or you will be soon, so shape up or I’ll be forced to take the whip to your ass.” “You do and Uncle Antoine will kill you. I have certain times that I have to check in. If I don’t, there’ll be hell to pay. You know him better than I do.” “Look, kid, just do what I tell you for once and quit arguing.” The first bolt of lightning took out the radio, the second one knocked out the motor. They were dead in the water like sitting ducks. There was nothing to do but ride out the storm. Lexie made her way back to her bunk where she sat huddled in a corner, praying the rocking boat would stay afloat.

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Chapter Seventeen

Hannah jerked awake at the first crack of thunder. She’d fallen asleep while looking over the security business books. Someone had put a blanket over her and a small pillow under her head. She smiled, telling herself to remember to thank Annie for her kindness. As she stretched, a voice from the corner said, “You’re awake.” She yelped and turned to see Roger slowly getting out of the chair he’d been sitting in. Walking over to the window and looking at the sky, Roger said, “Looks like we’re in for an interesting day.” “Damn, I haven’t even thought about the weather in months. I’ve been too busy trying to piece together enough evidence to execute Antoine.” She walked over to where Roger stood at the window. “Oh hell. I hope they’re wherever Andre planned to take her. The last place they need to be is in the middle of the swamp in this weather. Let’s turn on the television and find the Weather Channel.” Her cell phone rang. “Hannah James…good morning, Jon…yes, I see the storm…no, we can only hope they made it to wherever they were headed…I was about to call them to see whether or not they found the boat…yes, I know, with the storm all aircraft will be grounded…no, I don’t know where Scott is. The last time I saw him, he headed into town to talk to you and the Judge…yes, Roger is here. We plan to start from scratch to see if we find something we may have missed the first two times…yes, I’ll talk to you later. Good bye.” “I take it Jon is determined to stay up-to-date on things in spite of our efforts to make him rest?” She shook her head and smiled. “At least we know he’s back to normal. If he hadn’t called, I’d think he was even more seriously hurt yesterday.” “Shall we go see what Annie has to offer us this morning?” “Actually, I’d like to get a shower and put on some clean clothes. I feel like I’ve had these things on forever.” “Not a bad idea. At least we’ll be fresh when we start over. Hopefully, Scott will be back by then. See you in the kitchen in, what, an hour?” “Make it thirty minutes,” she replied. “Great.”

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Roger watched as Hannah preceded him up the stairs. The gentle sway of her backside gave him pause to wonder what she’d look like stripped naked and bent over his bed while he pounded his cock into her. He felt his pants become tighter.

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Hannah sat at the kitchen table sipping from a mug of coffee when Roger returned. She looked deep in thought and somewhat worried. “Hannah, is something wrong?” “Not really. I just have a funny feeling. “What sort of funny feeling?” “You’re going to laugh if I tell you. Besides, not many people ever believed me when I’d tell them the story, anyway.” “Try me.” “Lexie and I use to have this sixth sense about one another when we were growing up. For some unknown reason, we both knew and felt the pain when the other was hurt or sad.” She looked at him and he showed no signs of doubting her, so she continued, “When I was in the shower, I experienced a distinct and painful feeling in my left wrist. Sorta like someone smashed it. I know she fell last night, several times, but I think someone’s hurt her this morning. And that’s not all…” “What isn’t all?” “Everyone on that boat is in danger. The storm this morning was a bad one. We need to send the rescue boats back into the swamp.” “Hannah, I wouldn’t doubt your word. I’ve a strange feeling that something is wrong, too.” “That’s why you didn’t laugh at me?” “Yes. But, like you don’t spread that news around, I don’t either. All I need is for someone to find out and spread the word that the local Fed is a psychic. I know you feel the same way, huh?” “You got that right,” she said with a chuckle. “What’s so funny?” asked the voice from the doorway. Hannah and Roger turned to see Scott. “We’re just talking about not broadcasting that we both have psychic powers.” “Oh, that old story again. Are there any updates?” “Hannah and I were discussing sending more people into the swamps to search out the boat. Her gut instinct tells her the storm has probably caused some damage to the boat and/or its passengers.”

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“Did you send them back out yet?” “No, we’re waiting for a call back from the man who heads the local search and rescue group. He has to find people who aren’t already involved in storm recovery in other ways. I don’t know about in town, but the storm came through here with a vengeance early this morning.” The ringing of Roger and Hannah’s cell phones interrupted the conversation. Jon wanted an update on the weather and Lexie. Hannah told him what she knew. The head of the search and rescue group wanted to let Roger know he sent fifteen boats into the swamp from various angles. Should one of them meet up with the boat Lexie was on; the group leader would send a signal in via radio transmission through a GPS system. The signal would be seen on the screens of all search boats in the area. “I hope to hell these people know what they’re doing. They do understand that it’s Judge Marshall’s niece on that boat and we want no heroics, don’t they?” Scott asked. “Yes, he’s quite aware of that. It’s the reason for each boat going into the swamp from a different angle. The best fishing there occurs after a violent storm. The lead person in each of those boats is an old-timer from around here. If Andre sees one of them, he shouldn’t think anything about it.” Roger’s cell rang again.

“Special Agent Dubois speaking…you have?

Where?

That’s

great…how is Lexie...Tell them to take it easy with Andre and his men. They’re dangerous and won’t think twice about shooting…yes, that’s a good idea…have them offer to help. Just do whatever it takes to get her off that boat…yes, keep in touch…I’ll be right here. Thank you.” “What’s going on?” Hannah asked. “Well, that lightning knocked out their motor and the radio. There’s a considerable amount of blood in the water near the boat and a human body floating face down. The man there says the floater appears to be one of the men who worked for Andre. I don’t like that. Not one bit.” “I don’t either,” replied Scott. “There has to be more we can do from here.” “Did anyone hear from our undercover men who visited the pool hall?” asked Roger. “They checked in late last night,” said Scott. “No one there would talk. We’ve got agents, city and federal, stationed every few blocks in all directions. I want Lexie out of danger before we ask for a warrant to raid the place. Our agents noticed things around the room that could possibly double as cameras, so they kept their heads down as much as possible. No full frontal views, we hope.” Once more Roger’s cell rang. “Dubois. Yes, sir…thank God…yes, bring her here and we’ll take it from there…yes, I want them shackled and taken into the city…yes, tie him up in one of the tarps…what’s your ETA…we’ll be waiting with a chopper…thank you, sir, for all you’ve done.”

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“Roger?” Hannah asked. “Lexie is on her way. Would you see if Jon’s pilot is ready to go back to the hospital? David is a paramedic. He can check her over. I don’t want to call in another ambulance. Hannah, you can go with her. I know that she’ll appreciate some female company.” “Great, Roger. I’ll go up and pack an overnight bag for her.” Scott looked at Roger and shook his head. “You’ve got it bad, haven’t you?” “Got what bad?” “You’ve got it bad for Hannah James.” “She’s a nice looking woman and I wouldn’t mind getting to know her.” “Be careful how you tread with that one. Rumor has it that she has the hots for the Fire Chief and he just can’t see it.” “Maybe he could use some competition.”

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Hannah packed a small bag with a change of clothes and cosmetics for Lexie. She picked up the picture of Jon and put it into the case. She’d reached the bottom of the stairs as Roger came through the front door. He had a smile that melted her heart. Where the hell did that thought come from? She wondered. “You have Lexie’s stuff?” At her nod he said, “Great. Let’s get outta here and get that girl to the hospital. She’s mighty pale and in a lot of pain. Someone broke her wrist.” “I hope they fry in hell for what they’ve done. There is just something about this whole deal that doesn’t sit right with me. I can’t put my finger on it, but it’ll come to me soon.” “Does it have anything to do with Andre being involved and the way he’s involved?” “Yes. It’s wrong. I feel it in here,” she said as she put a hand to her abdomen. “Gut feelings are sometimes sure things you know.” “Yes, they are.” They’d reached the helicopter where Lexie rested on the stretcher. Her eyes were closed and fluid from an IV bag dripped into her arm. Hannah looked at her battered friend and shook her head. Roger put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her to him. “She’ll be okay, Hannah. We’re going to get her to the hospital and they’ll take good care of her…” His cell rang. “Dubois here. Yes, Jon, we have her. She’s in the chopper and we’re headed to the hospital now… yes, okay…fine, I’ll meet them on the helipad…good-bye.” “Jon’s giving orders, huh?” “Yes, he just can’t stay out of it. He and the Judge have arranged to have Lexie moved into the same suite Jon occupies. They both agree it’s for the best and cuts down on the number of guards needed. Jon just wants her close so that he can watch out for her. Her doctor agreed because he thinks this trauma could be a catalyst to send her over the edge.” “Jon loves her more than his own life. He always has. Somehow, they’ll get through this. My money says she won’t get far from him ever again.” “I wouldn’t bet against you, chere. If you’re settled in your seat, let’s get this thing moving.” He put his headset on and turned to talk to David. “Let’s get going.”

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“Yes, sir. Hold on.” The chopper began its ascent. Roger put his arm around Hannah, she laid her head against his chest and closed her eyes. Roger felt at peace and liked that feeling. He’d just nodded off when the pilot announced that they were preparing to land.

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Lexie was carried from the chopper and put on a gurney where her own doctor and nurse stood at each end. Roger, Hannah and David were close behind. As soon as the elevator door closed, Roger breathed a heavy sigh of relief. When the doors opened again, Jon stood there. A nurse was telling him to get back to his room. He turned around and said, “Damn it, I need to see her.” The nurse backed off once she saw the doctor with Lexie. The doctor looked at the nurse and said, “Have you set everything up as requested?” “Yes, sir. It’s all set up at the end of the hall, last door on your right. The staff is ready for you.” “Thank you.” He turned to Jon. “I want you to go back to your room until I’ve finished my exam of her. We’ll bring her to you then.” “Why doesn’t she respond to me?” Jon asked, at his wit’s end. “Lexie fainted shortly after the boat was boarded and hasn’t come back around. I’ve ordered tests. Now, go. Hannah, Roger and David will be your guests until we’re finished.” He turned to Roger and Hannah. “Get him settled in before I put his lights out with a nice big shot of something.” They laughed and turned to go to the suite Jon occupied. Roger couldn’t resist. “Jon, you look like your pirate ancestors with the long hair, fledgling beard and the limp. All you need is a big hoop earring and a parrot on your shoulder.” “Go to hell, Roger. I don’t care what I look like at the moment. I just want the woman I love well again and in my arms.” “You’ll have to wait until the doctors finish checking her over,” Hannah offered. “Thanks, Hannah. Give me details.” “One of the accomplices was killed. He’d been gutted and I can’t get an answer as to how that happened or why. The local sheriff is holding Andre and Paul. They will be taken to another Federal jurisdiction to await trial. The justices at the State Supreme Court unanimously agreed that Judge Marshall should not recuse himself considering Antoine’s relative would be next in line.”

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Roger interrupted with, “How much do you remember about Paul and what happened in Lexie’s room before you were knocked out?” “Not a lot. Andre and I watched on the monitors as Paul sneaked up the back stairs to her room. Something didn’t click about that because I checked the door to the deck before I went downstairs and it was locked. Andre was to have gone up the stairs and waited for me to get there. I’d told him I wanted him to burst into the room when he heard my voice. I went the back way. When I got there, Paul leaned over Lexie and threatened to kill her. The next thing I know, Buster and Andre come into the room from the balcony and pull guns on me. I hit the panic button just before something hit me on the back of the head. That’s the last thing I remember.”

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Lexie got wheeled into the examining room and the doctor started issuing orders. “I want Xrays, full body Cat Scan, blood work and the head of Orthopedics in here ASAP.” He examined her, made notes on her chart. He requested a bath for her before she was gowned. He left orders for antibiotics and pain medication with the duty nurse. His last order was for her personal clothes be bundled and put into the police evidence bag. He left the room to consult with the orthopedic surgeon.

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Jon’s room was filled with people when the doctor walked in. The Judge, FBI agents and local detectives were in conference with Jon and his sister. “I have to break up this up, people. If I’m to put Miss Marshall in this suite, you all have to vacate. I’ll allow the Judge and Mrs. Boudreaux to remain. Jon, if you need to conduct business, you’ll have to take it next door.” The doctor waited until non-family vacated the room before he continued. “Lexie has suffered a traumatic experience. She has some bruising and a broken wrist. I’ve ordered all the usual tests. Two things concern me. First, she’s running a slight fever. This isn’t unexpected, considering her ordeal. She’s lost even more weight and her anemia is severe. I’ve left orders for antibiotics as a precaution. To combat the anemia, I’ve ordered medication to be given intravenously. If that fails, we’ll do transfusions. I want her to eat, so I’ve left orders that she’s to have whatever you can get her to accept.” “Most important, I’m worried about her mental state. If you add this experience onto everything that’s happened to her lately, it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge. She’s not regained consciousness. I know she’s extremely claustrophobic and has a tendency to go into her own little cocoon when she’s cornered. If she refuses to talk to you about her ordeal, I’ll call in a specialist to help her.”

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“I strongly suggest you don’t crowd, patronize or suddenly grab at her. I don’t want a relapse. Now, if you don’t mind, let’s get this place looking more like a hospital room and less an interrogation room. She’ll be in shortly.” With that, he turned and left. Jon opened the door to the connecting rooms so that he could talk to everyone. “I take it you heard what he had to say. For Lexie’s sake, I won’t argue. I want her well.” Everyone nodded. “I want to spend some time with her. Why don’t we plan to meet back in here tomorrow morning around nine? We’ll go over all the material you’ve gathered to that point. Thanks to you all for the excellent job you did catching her kidnappers and bringing her back to me. We’ll name our first child after all of you.” Jon actually laughed for the first time in what seemed like weeks. The hallway door opened. Carolyn hurried to fluff pillows to make Lexie comfortable in her bed. The doctor issued orders to the duty nurse. Carolyn and the Judge stayed until they were sure she rested comfortably. They quietly left the room so she and Jon could rest. He leaned down and kissed her softly on her lips. They were dry and chapped. He made a mental note to ask for some ointment for them. “Sweetheart, you’re safe now. You’re in the hospital.” He stretched out beside her and pulled her into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder. He took care with her arm. She’s going to hate that cast. He was asleep in minutes.

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When he awoke, warm fingers and part of the cast lay against the side of his face.

He

momentarily wondered if it was a dream and that he’d awaken to something horrible. The realization that the cast and the fingers within moved reassured him that she was near. Slowly he opened one eye. Lexie was looking at him. “Hi, sweetheart,” he whispered. “Hi, yourself. Where are we?” “We’re in a hospital suite. Hannah and the FBI brought you in.” He looked at the wall clock. They’d slept almost twenty-four hours. “I guess we’ve slept a full day away, huh?” “Yeah, I guess we did. Can I have some water? My mouth feels like cotton and I need to go to the bathroom…bad.”

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“Let me help you to the bathroom.” Jon got out of bed and reached down to pick her up. He carried her to the bathroom and made sure she could stand before he going back into the room. He poured her some water, put the straw in the glass and waited for her to come back. “Jon, come get me, please,” she called. He helped her to get back into bed and get comfortable sitting up before handing her the water. She took a few sips and stopped, taking a deep breath as she did. He could see that she tired easily. He wanted to cheer her up, but was unsure what do to. “Jon, they didn’t rape me,” she whispered. “I know, sweetheart,” he said as he climbed back into bed with her. “There’s something else.” “You don’t have to talk about it now if you don’t want.” “I do want. I don’t think Andre really wanted to do what he did. I know he did something he shouldn’t have and he’ll have to pay, but I think that there was some reason for it. I just wish I knew what.” “Maybe he’ll talk about it to his attorney or even Carolyn.” “How is she? Poor thing, to be put through this.” “Carolyn feels guilty. She’d gone to the police with the information that Andre’s son planned this just as I pushed my panic button.” “You mean Paul? He wasn’t happy about all this, either.” “Well, we’ll let the FBI and Hannah straighten all that out. My main concern is getting you well again,” he said with a kiss. “I’m glad to be back.” “Sweetheart, you have no idea how glad I am to have you back. When you’re feeling better, I want to take you up to the ranch in Montana for a while. Carolyn and the kids are supposed to go up there tomorrow and taking her mother with them. What do you say? It’d give us some time alone. Well, not as alone as I’d like, but at least we’ll be away from here. You need to rest and I need some time away from this place, too. I can’t work on the case any longer since it’s become personal. The FBI is now in charge and Hannah’s been appointed interim Police Chief.” “Oh Jon, I’m so sorry,” Lexie said as she reached for Jon. “No, it isn’t your fault. I’ve wanted to take some time off for a very long time. What do you say? Let’s run away while they figure this out.” “As long as you’re with me, I’ll go anywhere.”

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“Do you mean that? Anywhere?” “Yes, I mean it and yes, anywhere you wish to take me. Jon, I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. Being back here with you is the most important thing in my life right now.” “You’ve no idea how happy I am to hear that.” “Besides,” she said with an evil grin, eyebrows wiggling, “You still owe me one night of great passion, remember?” He watched her face turn a bright pink with embarrassment. “Oh, sweetheart, you and I will have grand passion every night for the rest of our lives.” He pulled her into his arms and held her close. Their hearts beat in tandem. “Lex, we’re getting married as soon as possible.” He felt her head nodding yes and a hitch in her breathing. “Yes,” she whispered as she laid her hand over his heart. He rolled her over onto her back and stretched out over her, his forearms propped on either side of her, his body insinuating itself between her legs. “Have I told you lately how much I love you, baby girl?” “Mmm, I can’t remember.” “I love you, Lexie Marshall.” “You make my heart beat twice as fast as normal when you look at me like that.” “We better get started on planning our wedding, don’t you think?” “Yes. I don’t want a large wedding, Jon.” “Whatever you want, sweetheart.” “I want something small with close friends and relatives.” “I like that. Where?” “How about the garden behind my house? We’ll see if Jack has finished it.” “That would be a perfect place.” “Then there’s also either Magnolia Plantation or LeBeau House. I haven’t been to LeBeau House in several years now. I just couldn’t go back for a while and the longer I stayed away the more comfortable I became. I do need to go check on the repair work being done,” she said with a grimace. “Have you given any thought to attendants? I thought I’d ask Sam, Roger and Scott to stand for me.” “I want to call Jo and see if she wants to come back for the service. I have a feeling she will. I’m definitely asking Carolyn and Hannah to stand up with me. I’d like Annie and Susan to be my

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honorary moms. Why don’t you ask Joss to be the stand-in father? If anything, he and Annie have been more of a family to us than our own.” “That’s a great idea. Joss will die when he hears that he has to put on a ‘monkey suit’. He’s always hated them.” Jon leaned down to seal their plans with a kiss. A knock at the door interrupted anything further. Two nurses walked into the room with dinner trays and put them on the table. “I hope you two had a nice long nap,” one of them stated. “I need to get vitals before you eat.” Jon got out of bed and let her tend to Lexie. The other nurse took his vitals. When they finished, they left the room with huge smiles on their faces. Jon helped Lexie sit up and get comfortable in her bed. He pulled the portable bed table across her lap. “What was that all about?” Lexie asked. “Who knows? Maybe they saw the love we have for one another.” He leaned over to give her a kiss. “Something smells good,” he said, and lifted the lids off the plates. Lexie and Jon broke out into a laughter that could be heard next door and into the halls. On each plate were all their favorite afternoon tea specialties and a small bag of pecan pralines cookies. They looked at one another and said in unison, “Annie.” As they ate, they discussed moving into her house when they left the hospital so she could get things settled at the shop. “Lexie, are you going to ask the Judge to give you away?” “Yes. He’d kill us if I didn’t. We should invite Father James to marry us.” “I agree. I’ll call him tomorrow. Meanwhile, let’s dig in before it gets cold.” “I’m with you. I just realized something.” “What’s wrong sweetheart?” “Nothing, Jon. Not one damn thing. For once in a very long time, I feel calm and so happy I could float away. On top of that, I’m starving.” “Hallelujah! Let’s dig in. I’m sure we can find more to eat if this isn’t enough.” Once more their laughter rang through the hallway. Smiles and high fives were a sight to see among the staff. A lone figure slipped into an unoccupied room, picked up the phone and dialed. He covered the receiver and his mouth with his hand and whispered. When his conversation concluded, he smiled and hung up. Slipping back out into the hall, he blended in with the other hospital employees. If asked, no one saw anything out of the ordinary that afternoon.

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*****

Several days later, Hannah dropped by the hospital to get an official statement from Lexie. Lexie sat in bed watching the rain. “Hey, Lex. How’re you feeling?” “I’m feeling better. Arm hurts like hell and this cast is a pain. As long as Jon’s around, I’ll be okay. How’re you doing?” “Oh hell, girl, this is ridiculous! I cannot believe we’ve let our lives come to this. Neither one of us knowing what to say.” “I feel the same way.” Hannah walked to the bed, leaned down and hugged her childhood friend. “Lex, I’m so sorry I didn’t call.” “God, I’ve missed you Hannah,” she said, wiping the tears and handing Hannah a tissue. “I’ve missed you, too. I’m here in on official business, Lexie. I need to get your statement.” Lexie turned pale, remembering it all over again. “Okay, Han. Let’s get it over with. Could you stay for a little while and talk?” “Sure. We need a good talk.” She looked at her watch. A sit-down lunch could be skipped today. She’d pick up something quick on her way back to the station. Lexie was more important. Hannah took out her tape recorder and proceeded to ask Lexie pertinent questions about her abduction. In a short while, Hannah had all the information and descriptions she needed. They turned the conversation to personal talk. Talking at once like they did as children, they quickly caught up on each other’s lives. Hannah plopped back in her seat, not sure when she had scooted to the front, stunned to discover the terrors Lexie suffered at her mother’s hands. Lexie explained she was trying to put them behind her and get on with her life. She told her the nightmares are diminishing somewhat since she had Jon in her life. When she asked Hannah about her own life and where Sam fit, Hannah became quiet again, almost brooding. “Han, if Jon and I can talk it out, you and Sam can, too. I’ve always thought you were an item. I see you together at the country club and business meetings. I’ve often wondered if you’d ever just make it legal and get married.” “That’s just friendship. Nothing else. I’ve begged him to talk to me, but he clams up. That hurts. Remember how we used to tell each other all our secrets? Somehow, by the time we finished

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high school, I could compete with him on a playing field, but when it came to one-on-one, we talked shop.” “Hannah, you have to get his attention. I’ve a feeling there is something going on with him he either can’t or doesn’t feel comfortable talking about. Hell, bop him upside his head and tell him to grow up.” Their intermittent laughter flowed up and down the hall. Everyone enjoyed knowing the two old friends were back together. Well, almost everyone. The lone figure working near the door to the room was not happy about this reunion. It must not be allowed to become permanent.

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A week passed and Lexie still couldn’t leave the hospital. Jon had officially been released, but maintained vigilant watch over her. The room next to theirs was still used as a conference room where he spent most of his days going over reports and evidence with the FBI and local detectives. The doctor finally gave his consent for Lexie to go home. Her vitals were normal, she’d gained some weight and her blood tests showed considerable improvement. He gave Jon some prescriptions and told him to go down to the pharmacy and get them filled while Lexie finished going over her discharge orders. Jon met Hannah, Roger and Scott at the elevator. He went on to the pharmacy while they went to the cafeteria for coffee. He joined them a little while later. Hannah asked if he was going back to Magnolia Plantation or to Lexie’s, he said, “We’re going to her house for a few days. She needs to finish some work at home and at the shop. “I wanted to stop by after you took her home, if it’s okay,” Hannah replied. “Thanks. She’ll appreciate that.” Looking at his two best friends, he said, “Now, as for you two, I’d like to ask you guys for a very big favor.” “What?” they asked in unison. “Lexie has agreed to marry me. I’d like you two to stand with me. We’re going to ask Father James to preside and her uncle to give her away.” “Jon, I’m happy for you and Lexie. It’s about time you’re got together,” Hannah said. “Your time is coming, Hannah. I’m also asking Sam to be my best man.” “That will be great, Jon. I’ll be there with bells on.”

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Roger asked Jon if he’d go down to Magnolia Plantation with them and look through some things they’d found. He called Lexie to tell her Hannah was coming back to stay with her for a while. He had to go to Magnolia Plantation, get some of his stuff and he’d be back later to take her home.

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Chapter Twenty

Jon walked off the elevator and immediately felt a chill run down his spine. He looked down the hall. The door to Lexie’s room was standing open; there were no nurses at the nurse’s station and no guard outside Lexie’s door. There was complete silence except the noise his shoes made on the tiled floor. He reached behind his back, retrieved his service revolver, released the safety and loaded one round in the chamber. Hand down by his side, he continued toward their room. The room was empty. A search of the room next to it revealed the same thing. Gone were the conference table, chairs, bulletin board and chalkboard. The extra phones were also missing. Jon felt as if he’d walked into the Twilight Zone. Where was everyone? Why were there no notes left to give him a clue as to what was happening? Jon turned to leave and saw something lying on the table by Lexie’s bed. An envelope with his name scrawled on the front, handwriting vaguely similar to Lexie’s.

Uncle Marshall gave Carolyn and Annie permission to take me home. I couldn’t reach you on your cell, so I called Magnolia Plantation and Roger said that it was okay for me to go as long as I took the guard and left you this message. You’re probably really pissed at me about now, but I just didn’t want to stay there any longer. Please, come home to me. I love you, Lexie. P.S. Annie is fixing pot roast for dinner and Carolyn will go home when you get to the house.

“I’m going to blister her ass when I get my hands on her. Scaring the hell out of me like that. The woman has absolutely no clue what I’m feeling about now. She’ll soon find out, though.” He was shaken and sat down. He reset the safety on his revolver and slipped it back into its holster. He leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes for a moment to gather his thoughts before leaving the hospital. A short time later, Jon left the hospital and headed for his car. A lone figure watched him and dialed a number on his cell. When Jon left the parking lot and maneuvered into traffic, he saw someone following him. He called the Police Department’s non-emergency line and asked to be patched to Sergeant Henderson.

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When the sergeant answered, Jon gave him a coded message including the color, make and model of the car and the license plate number. The sergeant confirmed Jon’s location and advised that he had an unmarked car in the area he’d assign to Jon. Jon headed for the Judge’s office. He needed to get the air cleared about who was in charge of Lexie’s comings and goings before he saw her again. “Chief, long time, no see,” said the officer on duty at the courthouse. Jon made small talk with the man, asked about his new grandchildren and proceeded to the Judge’s chambers. He knocked on the door and the bailiff, Lucas, admitted him. Lucas had his usual sneaky grin. “The Judge wanted to hide from you, Chief, but I told him he had to stand up to you like a man and take his punishment. Told him not to let that girl outta the hospital before you got there. Did he listen? No sir, he didn’t. Gave in to Miss Lexie, just like always. Go easy on him. He feels guilty enough as it is.” Lucas couldn’t contain his laughter any longer. Jon grinned back at him, “I’ll make him squirm a little. Damn, that man shouldn’t have done it until he let me know.” “He knows that, Chief. She just sat there with your sister and Miss Annie looking so pitiful that he couldn’t turn her down. All three of those women jumped his case about locking Miss Lexie away when she had a business to run. They pure did give that man hell.” “Okay if I go in now?” “Yeah, he didn’t run out the back door. I didn’t unlock it.” Jon knocked on the door as he entered the Judge’s inner chamber. He used his best intimidating voice, “Sir, I have a bone to pick with you. How could you let her out of the hospital without telling me?” “Son, do you have any idea what it’s like to be backed into a corner by three determined women? Then the damn nurses came in and joined in on the bitching. I gave in. I didn’t have much choice if I wanted to escape with my scalp and family jewels. Looking at Carolyn’s pointed-toe shoes gave me the shivers. They’re fine. I took them in my car and let them out behind the house. Jack was already there working in the yard. Patrol cars are up and down the road and your security people are all over the place. Never seen so many satellite dish, phone and cable guys in one neighborhood at the same time in years…” “Did you have them checked out?” “As a matter of fact, I did. I had a couple of your patrolmen going around the neighborhood checking ID’s and taking names. Last I heard they’re all employed either by your firm or the police department. Speaking of your firm, Jon, what’s the latest on that?”

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“You’re not going to like what I have to tell you.” “From the look on your face, I didn’t think I would. Want a cup of coffee before you start?” “Good idea.” The Judge buzzed Lucas just as he walked into the room with a pot of coffee and two mugs. “Figure you’d need this. Anything else, Judge?” “No thanks, Lucas. Just make sure that we aren’t disturbed unless it’s an emergency.” “Yes, sir.” Jon and the Judge talked about Andre’s strange behavior. Jon mentioned the possibility that they and Lexie might have more serious problems that had not come to light. He suggested they give Interpol permission to search for anything unusual. “What do you think?” “Jon, I’ve always trusted you. If you think we should, then, by all means, let me know what I have to sign so that Interpol can check me out, too.” “Just give me something in writing and let Lucas witness it. Roger will be in town tomorrow. We’re going to go through the books and the business office with a fine-tooth comb. It’s possible they missed something the first time.” “I’ve always felt pretty confident in saying that Antoine controls the illegal activities around this region, but I had no idea his reach went so deep into the lives of people we trusted. Carolyn and I had a long talk this morning before Lexie left the hospital. She told me about taking the kids and her mom up to your place in Montana. In spite of everything, you’ve always done right by that girl. It’s hard to believe that your evil father had anything at all to do with either of you being here. As Lexie’s only living relative…yes, I know, her mother has family but they don’t count. I’m glad she has you to turn to, especially now. You take care of that girl or I’ll feed you to the gators myself.” “I promise to take care of her. Did she mention the wedding to you?” “She mentioned that she wanted to get married in the garden of her house in town. Was there something else?” “That’s it. We haven’t set a date yet. I’d hoped to work on that this afternoon. Speaking of which, it’s getting late. I’d better go. I’m sure she’s patiently waiting for me to come home and ream her a new one,” he said with a chuckle. “I’m sure she is. Don’t hurt her.” “I won’t. She told me what her mother did to her when she was a child. It’s a good thing that woman is dead.”

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“I’ll second that. You go on. I’ll get Lucas to witness my signature. You tell Roger or Scott it’ll be ready for them tomorrow.” “Thanks. ‘Night, sir.” “Name’s Harold, Jon. Or, if you want, you can call me Uncle Marshall same as Lexie. Either way.” He held his hand out in friendship. Jon took his hand and they shook on it. As Jon left the building, a call was made reporting who he’d been to see and how long he’d been there. The caller was instructed not to lose sight of the target.

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Jon was half a mile away from Lexie’s neighborhood when he glanced into his rearview mirror and saw the same vehicle behind him he’d seen when he first left the courthouse. He’d taken several different roads that were out of the ordinary for someone who lived in this area. He drove past where he should have turned. The car was still behind him. Several miles further, Jon drove into the parking area at a local convenience store. The vehicle slowed but did not stop. Jon went into the store, purchased a soda. When he pulled back onto the highway, he noticed the car has pulled off the road, but was headed in his direction. The driver pulled back into traffic some distance behind him. Jon picked up his cell and hit auto-dial for his office. When Judy, his secretary, answered, Jon asked if Hannah was in her office. Judy patched him through to her. “Acting Chief James,” she answered. “Hannah, a late model black sedan with darkened windows is following me. I’ve seen him off and on since I left Magnolia Plantation. I was on my way to Lexie’s, but I’ve turned around and am coming to the office.” “I’ll alert the state police and our guys to watch for your vehicle and the sedan. Stay on the line. I need you to come to the office anyway. There are some things you need to see…the sooner the better.” “I’m on my way and he’s still behind me. In fact, he’s beginning to close the gap. I can’t speed up much because of the traffic on the road.” “Where are you now?” “I’m on Main and just crossing the railroad tracks.” “Good, there is an unmarked patrol car just up the road on your right. He’ll pull in behind your sedan and another one will pick you up at the next intersection. Don’t rush, just keep it steady.” “I saw the first one. He’s in line now. Thank you. That makes me feel a little better.” “You should be here in minute or two. Your parking place is available. There are cable guys everywhere, just in case your tail has something in mind.” “I’m turning into the parking lot now, Hannah.” “See you in your office, Jon.”

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Jon parked in his parking spot and the sedan pulled into the one beside him. It parked so close that Jon was unable to get out on his side of the vehicle. The windows of the car were darkened so he had no inkling who or what was in it. He’d have to wait until the police coaxed the driver out of the vehicle. The driver was screaming obscenities as the police ordered him to get out of the car and place his hands on top. “Jon, are you still there?” Hannah asked. “Yes. I’m waiting to see who the driver is,” he said. “When you see him, tell me if you recognize him.” “Oh-My-God. Where did he come from?” Jon asked as he watched his old law partner, Guidry Villerie, being taken away in handcuffs. As he watched, Jon began to feel nauseous, something he hadn’t felt since waking up in the hospital. A knock on the passenger door caused him to jump. He looked in the direction of the knock to see Hannah standing at the door looking serious. He flicked the door locks; she opened the door and got into the vehicle. “Good Lord, Hannah. Where the hell did he come from? Last time I saw him I was getting ready to go on vacation three years ago.” “We have information you need to see that will answer some of your questions. Go to the men’s room, get yourself together and come on upstairs? I’ll meet you in the conference room.” Jon just nodded and then looked at her. “I have to talk to Lexie first. Did you know the Judge sprung her from the hospital and let her go home?” “Yes, I heard. The call came in at Magnolia Plantation just as you left. We agreed, as long as the guards were in place. Roger and Scott have their men there, too. Jack has a couple of undercover FBI agents working for him outside.” Hannah laughed at the visual. “Yeah, that will be interesting to watch. I’ll be there shortly.” Hannah left and Jon got out after the tow truck removed the sedan. He paid no attention to a vehicle parked across the street. The passenger in the back seat beat the front seat furious at the turn of events.

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A pale and shaken Jon stepped off the elevator and was met by Judy who handed him a cup of fresh hot coffee. “The smell alone will revive me. Thanks, Judy.” “Hannah asked that I give you this folder. If you need me, I’ll be at my desk.” She handed Jon the folder and walked away. Roger, Scott and Hannah were sitting around the table when Jon walked into the room. He did not like the expressions on their faces. “Don’t keep me in suspense,” he said as he sat down. “I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Jon, but it looks like you may be right about Andre. You have an offshore account in excess of a ten million. Lexie’s account exceeds three million and the Judge has a Swiss account with an amount just under half a billion… “This is one time I wish I’d been wrong.” Jon said. “The good news is there are numerous problems with these transactions which went unnoticed until our friends at Interpol started digging. Whoever made the transfers was not smart enough to tap into your phone lines to do them. They were traced back to computers on Antoine’s riverboat. FBI has requested warrants to confiscate the computers and the records from their Internet service providers. “Our man in Berne asked to see the security tapes of Alexandra Marshall and Jonathan Winston. Take a look at these and see if you can identify them.” Roger handed Jon two photographs. Jon looked at the pictures and said nothing for several moments. The color drained from his face and he shook his head. “No, it can’t be. She’s dead. I have a copy of her death certificate. Tell me this is a joke.” “Sorry, it’s no joke. We’ve looked at several pictures made from the security tapes and they all show the same woman and man,” Scott said. Jon looked at Hannah. “When did you see these for the first time, Hannah?” Jon whispered. “I saw them the first time right before you called. I can’t believe it either.” Scott continued, “You can make a positive identification, then, Jon?” Jon nodded. Words failed him. Roger continued, “Jon, for the record, would you verbalize the name of that woman.” “The picture is of my mother, Roberta Lemieu Winston. When were these pictures taken?” Roger looked at his notes, “The one you have in your left hand was taken three days ago. There are photos going back years, Jon. Your mother has been in and out of this bank since before your father died.” “Do you have information on the man, Roger? Has he been with her every time?”

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“Yes. There are several grainy pictures taken of another woman. We’ve not been able to identify her yet. She wears gloves and touches nothing while she’s there.” “May I see her picture?” Roger handed across the picture he held of the mystery woman. Jon looked at the picture, grew a little paler, picked up the phone and pushed a button. “Judy, would you get the magnifying glass out of my desk and bring it to me? Thanks.” He hung up. Hannah looked at him, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking on this?” “If you’re thinking the other woman is Lexie’s mother, then, yes, that’s what I’m thinking.” The door opened, Judy handed Jon the magnifying glass and left. He carefully looked at the other woman’s face. Picture after picture of the woman was handed to him. Looking at the last one, he knew without a doubt that the mystery woman was Helene Marshall, Lexie’s mother. He looked up from the photograph and said, “How the hell do I tell Lexie her bitch of a mother is still alive? I have to talk to the Judge first.” A knock on the door interrupted them. “Come in,” Jon said automatically. Judge Marshall stuck his head in the door. “Someone here call my office?” Jon nodded absentmindedly. “I think you’d better sit down, sir. What you’re about to see is a shock.”

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Judge Marshall finished looking at the paperwork and photographs that Jon handed to him. He took his glasses off, shook his head in disbelief. “I cannot believe that bitch is alive! The other one, either. What do we do now, son?” “Leave it to Roger and Scott.” He looked at Roger and asked the same question. Roger picked up a note pad, looked it over and said, “First of all, we have to find Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Winston. The man following Jon is his ex-partner, Guidry Villerie. Mr. Villerie’s picture comes in very clear in the security tapes from the Berne and island banks. When shown his photograph that we have on file, our contacts confirmed that he’s been seen in both banks with each woman.” “I believe this is much bigger than anything Antoine and Andre could attempt. We’ve assigned agents to work with Swiss and French authorities to find the connection. Judge Marshall, your contacts with the French government send their regards and promise to work closely with our agents. Unfortunately, a leak of information to the press that you, your niece and Jon have offshore accounts is going to be impossible to stop. Antoine’s attorney will most likely call for a mistrial. Whatever you have on Antoine is solid; I’ve looked at the evidence and the way it was obtained. There were no mistakes. “If we can tie him to the ladies and Mr. Villerie, I feel sure that we can get convictions that will put them all away for life. I have been assigned extra agents to work on this, so he won’t be going anywhere.” “Andre is a different story. The DA could offer him a deal if he talks. That would help our case.” “Lexie’s already told me she didn’t think Andre or Paul kidnapped her because they wanted to. She believes they were given no choice. Speaking of Lexie, I need to get to her. She has to know what’s going on. If you all have no objections, I’m going to try to talk her in getting away from here. My plane is in Bouche` for yearly maintenance and should be ready by tomorrow. David can fly us out of there to Montana. Her mother will not hurt her again; I’ll do everything in my power to keep it from happening. Anyone object to my plans?”

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Judge Marshall said, “I’m in total agreement. Get my niece out of here, the sooner the better. I’ll get my secretary to type up a statement for the IRS so they’ll give Lex an extension on her tax payment. Or, she can get that partner of hers back in town to do it this time. Where is she, anyway?” Jon spoke up, “The last we heard, she was in Texas with some man she met in Italy. Who knows where she is now? I’ll speak to Lexie and check in when we’ve made plans. I’m leaving now. I need to be with her.” Hannah spoke up, “Jon, I guess you don’t know, but, we’re all invited to Lexie’s tonight for dinner. She told me she wanted to discuss wedding plans. Annie, Carolyn and Susan were planning to start cooking after they got Lex home and settled in her bed for a nap. If you want to cancel it…” “No, we won’t cancel it. If you don’t hear from us, we’ll see y’all at dinner.” Jon pushed his chair back, turned and left the room. As the door shut, Scott spoke up. “I think it’s going to get much worse before it gets better. They need to be as far away as possible. It wouldn’t hurt you, Your Honor, to be gone, too.” “You’re right, Scott, but I’m not leaving. She’s like my own daughter and I’m not standing by and watch her bitch of a mother do any more damage. If it means vacating the bench, so be it.” “Hopefully,” Roger said, “it won’t come to that.”

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Jon stood inside the front doorway of the Police Department. A tingling feeling crawled down his spine and made him pause before he went out into the late afternoon. He looked up and down the street. Half a block up the street he spotted a car similar to the first one that followed him earlier in the day. He turned to the Desk Sergeant and asked him to call Sergeant Henderson. When the sergeant came on the line, he took the phone. “George, Jon Winston here. Did you find that item we were looking for earlier today…I didn’t think so…I’m standing at the front desk and I see what appears to be the same item half a block to the west and parked on the north side of the street.” He paused and then said, “Thanks, George.” Jon replaced the receiver in the cradle and walked out of the building. His peripheral vision caught sight of George’s unmarked patrol coming through the parking lot. Jon got into his vehicle, pulled out of his space and out onto the street. The suspicious vehicle pulled out of its parking spot and followed at a short distance. Jon looked in his rearview mirror to see George fall in behind, putting the suspicious car between them.

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Jon again took a circuitous route away from town in the direction of Lexie’s house. The mysterious car stayed with him. Jon gave the signal to enter the subdivision. The car behind him followed suit. Jon heard three taps on his police radio. He pulled forward far enough for the other two cars to pull in by the guard’s gate. He stopped and waited for the guard and George to pull their weapons and demand the occupants vacate the vehicle. Jon was not at all surprised when two veiled women opened the back doors of the car and came out. Both were cursing fluently in a combination of languages. He recognized both voices. He stayed where he was, afraid that if he got out of his vehicle, he would strangle both his and Lexie’s mother. Once the women and driver were handcuffed, George asked Jon to come identify the people. “Well, if it isn’t my dead mother. Damn, you look good for a woman who has been dead, what, five years now? And Mrs. Marshall? You’re looking well for a woman who’s been dead almost four years.” He turned to George who wore a surprised look. “George, I’d like you to meet my dead mother. She’s the woman on your right. Her cohort is none other than Mrs. Marshall, Lexie’s mother. I’m not sure who the driver is although he does have the Richeleau features. I’ll leave them to you. I have a prior appointment.” George read the three their rights and put them into his car. The guard called for a tow truck. Jon got back into his vehicle and started once again to Lexie’s house. He didn’t feel anyone following him this time. “All I want is to make love to the woman I love and I can’t seem to get her alone long enough. That’ll change tonight,” he promised himself and smiled.

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Jon pulled into Lexie’s garage. He took a moment to compose himself before going into the house. He reached for the doorknob to the mudroom as Lexie opened the door. He pulled her into his arms. “Oh, baby, you feel so good,” he said as he held her close and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. “Let me kiss you,” he said. She pulled her head back from his chest and looked up at him. “Don’t be mad at me, Jon,” she whispered. “I won’t be mad long. As soon as your ass is fiery red, I’ll feel much better,” he said as he reached down and smacked her ass. He brought his hand up to her face, put his fingers under her chin and lifted her head. His mouth slowly descended and met hers. At first he sipped at her lips, running his tongue along the seam. Then he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and bit it. “Don’t close your eyes, I want to watch you.” He continued to sip at and nip her lips. “Open.” Her lips parted, he angled her head and devoured her. He slid his hands down her back. Placing one on each of her ass cheeks, he lifted her to her toes to better angle his growing erection against her slit. They both moaned. All too soon, he pulled away and looked deep into her eyes. The colors in her eyes had transformed from light to very dark green with each new sensation she experienced. “Tonight we finish this. Nothing short of an earthquake, tidal wave or tornado will stop us this time.” “Yes,” she whispered and once again laid her head over his heart and held on to him with her good arm. “Lex, can we go into the office for a moment and talk?” She pulled away and took him by the hand, pulling him through the mudroom and into the kitchen. They were greeted with knowing smiles from Annie, Susan and Carolyn as Lexie led him from the kitchen down the hallway to her office. He smiled and bid good morning as he walked by them on his way to the office.

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Once inside she shut the door and locked it. Standing with her back against the door, she gave him her sexiest smile, offering him her neck. In her best May West drawl, she teased, “Come and get me, big boy.” Jon closed the gap between them. “Oh, sweetie, you don’t know how much I want to do that very thing. First, I have to tell you about something that happened today. It’s very important that we discuss it now.” He took her hand and led her to the sofa. “Come, Lex, sit with me on the sofa. I want to hold you while I tell you this.” “Jon, you’re scaring me. What happened? You’ve turned pale. Are you going to yell at me for leaving the hospital? Is that it?” “I was, but something else supercedes the spanking I planned for you.” “You wouldn’t dare…well, maybe you would, considering everything that’s happened. Okay, no more chitchat. What is it?” He recognized her attempt at light banter and understood her nervousness. He held her on his lap and pulled her tight against him, being careful of her arm. “I don’t know how to say this other than to come right out and say it. Lex, our mothers…yours and mine…are not dead. I just spoke to both of them. They’re here, in town.” Her reaction was what he’d expected. She panicked and her body shook. “Jon, don’t say things like that. My mother was pure evil. Please don’t. I’m sorry I went against your wishes and left the hospital early…” Jon put his finger over her mouth so that he could continue. “Sweetie, I’m not making it up. They’re very much alive and have joined forces. “There is a good possibility they’re behind your problems, including the phone calls, the attempted murder and even the kidnapping. Uncle Marshall and I were not exempt from their treachery. I’m sure that with me it’s payback for what I did when the old man died.” “Jon, tell me how you found out about them.” “I’ve been followed today by two different cars…” “Two cars? They’re both after you?” “Two identical cars have followed me today.

One followed me from the hospital to the

Courthouse and again when I started to come here.

I changed directions and returned to Police

Headquarters. My old friend and first partner, Guidry Villerie, drove that vehicle. I haven’t talked to him, but he’s in police custody.” “I thought he skipped the country.”

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“He did when he left here. Security photos show him and two women as they’ve gone in and out of banks in Switzerland and down in the Caribbean. The investigators would like to ask your customer if he was the person she saw with your mother. Do you think she’d be willing to help them?” She did not answer the last question she was so frightened. “Oh-my-God. I can’t believe it. It’s just too much to think about. Where are they? I’ve gotta leave here, Jon. I can’t stay here with that evil creature around.” Her panic attack got worse. “Slow down. First, do you think this customer of yours will talk to them?” “Yes. Mrs. Fortesque is always willing to tell that story. She lives on Fourth Street. Now is there more to your story?” He pulled her back against him and held her shivering body close to his warmth. “Oh, sweetie, we haven’t begun to scratch the surface on this. Guidry Villerie was arrested just a while ago. He followed me earlier today. I left him at the Police Station and another mysterious car followed me here. Sergeant Henderson and I blocked the car between us at the guard gate. I sat in my car and watched. The guard and the police surrounded the car. Two veiled women and a driver looking very much like the Richeleau’s got out. “When the sergeant removed their veils, I wasn’t at all surprised to see the faces of the women. They screeched in a dozen different languages and threatened all manner of curses for being stopped. The three of them were handcuffed and led away by the police. Their vehicle was being searched when I pulled away and came home.” “Do I have to see her?” “I can’t answer that, sweetie. I imagine the FBI will ask us to officially identify them. I’ll see if we can do it from behind a one-way mirror.” He paused. “There’s more, isn’t there?” She could tell by the grim expression on his face. Somehow she knew that the worst was yet to come. “What is it? You may as well tell me everything.” “Interpol discovered that you, Uncle Marshall and I have millions and millions of dollars in Swiss and Caribbean banks. Fortunately, the transfers trace back to computers on Antoine’s boat.” “This is going to blow Antoine’s trial out of proportion!” “Yeah, it probably will. We can’t keep this from the press much longer. I’ve talked to Roger, Scott and Hannah about something and also discussed it with Uncle Marshall. I think you and I need to get out of town for a while. Before you say anything, just listen.” “Okay.”

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“Roger offered to help you get an extension with the IRS due to extenuating circumstances. Either that or you can get your partner to come home and take care of doing the taxes…” “She doesn’t know beans about the books. She’d end up getting us both put away. For someone with a degree in management, she is one of the dumbest women I know when it comes to mathematics. I’ll take the extension. What do you have planned?” “My plane is in for a tune-up. David flew down to Bouche` yesterday to have that done. He can pick us up at Magnolia Plantation tomorrow and fly us out to Montana. What do you say?” “I say, yes.” Jon looked at his watch. “Damn, your guests will be here anytime now and I’d like to change first.” “Our guests, Jon. We’re a couple now. Your stuff is in my…our room. Come, I’ll show you where I put everything.” She stood up, took his hand and went to the door. Jon unlocked it and they strolled, arm in arm, down the hall to Lexie’s bedroom.

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Hannah, Roger, Scott and the Judge were still in the conference room when the phone rang. “Chief James…yes, he is. May I ask whose calling?” Roger noticed that the blood appeared to drain from Hannah’s face. He took the receiver from her hand and spoke. “This is FBI Agent Dubois, may I help you? I see…well, that’s physically impossible, ma’am…no, I’m not laughing at you…” Scott got up out of his chair to go see if he could find out who made the phone call. As he opened the door, Jon’s secretary stood there, ready to knock. Even her face had a frighteningly pale color to it. He shut the door behind him and put his hand on her shoulder, “Judy, what the hell is happening?” “Mrs. Marshall told me she knows Judge Marshall is here and if he doesn’t want his life ruined, he’d better get his you-know-what down to holding and get her out of there.” “How much vacation time do you have coming, Judy?” “I have three weeks, why?” “Things are going to get really nasty around here in a while and I think it might be a good idea for you to leave town. You’ve worked for Jon since he opened his law firm, so you’re likely to get caught up in the mud slinging. When the press gets the news, all hell will break loose. I own a cabin outside Baton Rouge. If you’d like, I can arrange to have you taken there for a while. I think it would be much safer for you if you do.” “I don’t know what to say, Agent Hardy. Right now I can’t even think. What about my replacement? I have to give a month’s notice to Personnel…” “I planned to bring my own secretary on board to help with some of the overload, but, considering the turn of events, Roger and I will both bring our secretaries. I’ll take care of all the necessary paperwork in Human Resources. You go on home.” Handing her his business card, he said, “When you’ve packed, give me a call on my cell. I’ll send someone to pick you up and take you up to Baton Rouge.” “Oh, you mean I have to leave tonight?” “Is there any reason you can’t go tonight?”

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“No. I just…I don’t know what I thought. This is…” “It’s dangerous. I’ll give you the name of the agent and a password to use when you call me. Do you have a vehicle, or do you use the public transportation?” “I have my own vehicle. Why, don’t you think I should drive it?” “Get your things together and wait for me at your desk. I’ll be there in a moment.” “Thank you, Agent Hardy.” “Maybe you should just call me Scott. After all, you’re going to be living in my house for a while,” he smiled as he said that. Judy’s face turned a beautiful shade of red. “Okay, Scott. I’ll go get my things together.” She turned and walked back into the main office. Scott’s mind went into overdrive as he watched her walk away from him. Smiling, he went back into the conference room. The three occupants sat in silence, each wrapped up in personal thoughts. “I understand that was the late Mrs. Marshall. What kind of trouble is she causing now?” Harold Marshall looked at the agent and said, “Seems my illustrious late sister-in-law wishes me to break her out of jail in order to save my own hide. She says that she has some very incriminating evidence against me she’ll use if I don’t set her free.” “What did you tell the woman, sir?” “Short of telling her to fuck herself?” Looking at Hannah, he said, “Sorry, Hannah. I…” “Hey, it’s okay. I completely understand. I wanted to tell her the same thing. You did, too, didn’t you, Roger?” she continued as she glanced at him. “Yeah, I did.” Judge Marshall looked at Hannah, “I can’t figure out how a family like the St. Pierre’s could have spawned such an evil person. But, knowing my brother the way I did, I’m not surprised that she’s turned out like this. He was never a very nice person; I cannot imagine he was any better as a husband. I know he wasn’t worth a damn as a father. The most surprising thing is that he ever managed to get her pregnant. Mama said one of his childhood illnesses made him sterile. Guess the doctors were wrong. “I met her family when they came to visit not too long after the wedding. Mama insisted that they come over and meet Helene’s new friends. She hoped it would cheer the young bride up and keep her from hiding away in her room all the time. Enough reminiscing. What do we do now?” Roger spoke first. “Do you want to go down to see her? It’s totally up to you…” They were interrupted by another phone call. Hannah answered. “Thanks, Judy, bring it to us.”

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“Judy says we have a package from Interpol marked urgent. I wonder what lovely things they have for us now,” she finished as Judy knocked and entered the room. She handed the package to Scott and turned to leave. “Judy,” Scott said, “can you hang around a while? I’ll see you get home.” “Sure, Scott. I have some paperwork to finish anyway. Miss Annie just called and said to remind y’all that you’re to be at Miss Lexie’s house in two hours.” “That’s right. Okay, you go do whatever you have to do and we’ll be finished here in what, fifteen to twenty minutes?” He looked at his companions who nodded. He looked back at Judy, “Is that enough time?” “Sure,” she said as she left the room. Scott opened the package and dumped the contents on the table. An old baby photograph caught his attention. He turned it over and read the information stamped on the backside. “Holy Mother of God! Judge Marshall, did you ever know someone named Lily Broussard?” “Yes. She was one of my graduate assistants the first year I taught law. She mysteriously disappeared one weekend. It was the strangest thing. One day she was in class and the next she’d disappeared. Why do you ask?” Scott said, “I’m not sure what to believe here. The information stamped on the back of this photograph and an unaltered birth certificate states one Lily Broussard gave birth to a baby girl in Bordeaux, France, almost thirty years ago.” He flipped through some more paperwork and gasped. “Damn, this gets more and more like something from a Hitchcock movie. Lily checked into the hospital, had a baby girl and left without her. A nurse remembers she thought it strange a young girl in such pain and so distraught should be taken away from the hospital by strangers and leave her newborn…” The Judge looked at Scott, “That bitch downstairs had something to do with it, didn’t she? I remember her going to France to see her family about that time and when she came back…” He stopped, put his hand over his heart and gasped for breath. Hannah picked up the phone and hit the auto dial for emergency dispatch. Scott and Roger helped him sit back in his chair, untied his tie and gave him water and an aspirin. “Sir, we’re going to get you to the hospital. Just close your eyes and breathe.” Hannah stuck her head out the door and yelled for Judy. The paramedics were coming down the hall. “Glad you got here quickly.” “We were driving by when the call came in. Who is our patient, Detective James?”

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“Your patient is Judge Marshall. He’s suffered a shock and is gasping for breath. We’ve already given him an aspirin.” Within minutes Judge Marshall was in an ambulance and headed to the hospital. Hannah put in a call to Lexie’s house. She told Jon one of the policemen on patrol would escort them into town. She hung up the phone and looked from Roger to Scott. “What the hell is this all about?” Scott, who had been looking through the materials, said, “The graduate assistant became pregnant. None other than Mrs. Marshall escorted the girl to France where she delivered a baby girl. Relatives of Mrs. Marshall ushered the young girl from the hospital and put her on a plane to Athens. Mrs. Marshall went to the hospital, donated a large sum of money and walked away with a baby girl. A new birth certificate was issued claiming Helene St. Pierre Marshall as the child’s mother and Jacques Marshall the child’s father.” “Interpol police have tracked Miss Broussard to Athens where she owns and runs a gift shop in a large hotel. She lives alone, doesn’t date and attends Mass regularly. She refused to talk until they assured her that Mrs. Marshall could no longer hurt her. She confessed everything to the officer who interviewed her. She told the officer she went to Le Beau House to see her law professor about a personal problem. Mrs. Marshall identified herself as Harold Marshall’s wife and took her into the library to talk. She appeared to be sympathetic and, after a while and a little coaching, Lily confessed that she and the professor were having a relationship and she was pregnant. Mrs. Marshall suggested that they go to her family in Bordeaux where Lily could have her baby and begin a new life. She even offered, as a friend, of course, to help the young girl make a new life for herself.” “When the baby was delivered, Mrs. Marshall had Lily forcibly removed from the hospital and sent to Greece with the knowledge that if she ever told anyone what happened, her baby daughter would die. The timelines fit. Mrs. Marshall returned to the states a few months later with a baby.” “My God,” said Hannah. “How do we tell Lexie this?” Scott said, “I don’t think it’s up to us to tell her. Let’s get to the hospital. I’ll take the paperwork with me and talk to Jon. We’ll let him and Judge Marshall make that decision. Agreed?” Roger and Hannah nodded their heads in agreement.

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Lexie closed the door to their bedroom. The phone and Jon’s cell phone rang. Lexie picked up the phone and said, “Hello. Oh! No! Hannah, tell me what happened. Okay, I’m on my way.” She hung up as Jon snapped his cell phone shut. He held out his arms for her. He’d received a call from Roger giving him the same information. “Baby girl, it’ll be okay. Harold Marshall is one of the toughest people I know. Let’s go tell the ladies in the kitchen. They can put everything away for now. We’ll go to the hospital. There is a police car out front to escort us.” “God, I don’t know what I’d do without you, Jon. I love you so much. I can’t lose him, he’s the only family I have.” Jon and Lexie left the room and went down to the kitchen. They told Annie, Carolyn and Susan about Judge Marshall and went out to Jon’s car. Lexie picked up the extra garage door opener as they went through the mudroom. “Here. This is yours now. I’ll give you the keys when we get back. I forgot about them.” “No problem, sweetheart.” On the drive to the hospital, they discussed everything they could think of rather than the problems at hand. “I’d bet the bitch is responsible for this. She’s always hated Uncle Marshall and I never could figure out why. I suspected something when she refused him admittance to the house after Daddy died. I hope she rots in prison.” “Sweetie, if the judicial system works in our favor, the three of them will be behind bars for many years to come.” He looked at her and winked. Lexie finally smiled. They pulled into the emergency room parking lot. Jon saw several spots had been vacated for him and the police. “The Judge is being given VIP treatment. Look at all the empty parking spaces here.” Lexie looked and then laughed. “He must not be too sick. He probably ate something for lunch that isn’t on his diet and it’s paying him back. I certainly hope that’s all.” They entered the emergency room door and were directed to the fourth floor. “He must be okay if they’re put him in a room already,” Lexie mused.

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When they walked off the elevator, Hannah met and escorted them to the Judge’s room. “Jon, I need to speak with you a moment. Why don’t we let Lex have a moment with her uncle?” “No problem. You okay, baby girl?” he asked as he kissed her cheek. “I’ll be fine. He’s not suffering, is he, Hannah?” “I’ll let him tell you, Lex. Go on in. He’s expecting you.” She entered the room. Her uncle sat propped up in bed hooked up to monitors and an IV. His eyes were shut but she could see concern etched on his face. She walked to his side and picked up his large hand in her two smaller ones. He opened his bright blue eyes and smiled. “You came to see me, huh?” “You didn’t think I’d stay home, did you? What have you done? Did you eat something you shouldn’t have or is it worse?” “Sit down, sweetie and your uncle will tell you a story.” “I don’t want a damned story, I want the truth. Hell, I’ll go talk to the doctor.” Before she could let his hand go and turn to leave, he grabbed her hand and said, “I’ll tell you the truth, I promise. Sit down. The truth comes with a story I don’t fully understand myself. Okay?” He patted the side of his bed, indicating she should sit by him. She sat down, still holding his hand. “I’m sitting. Spill.” “Always direct and to the point, aren’t you?” he laughed. “I didn’t have a heart attack. The doctor thinks whatever happened was a result of a shock I had this afternoon.” “That’s good to know. I mean about the heart. What kind of shock did you have?” “That’s such a long story. I’m still having trouble believing it, so please keep quiet and listen.” She nodded. “When I began my tenure as a professor of law, I found myself blessed with a beautiful graduate student as my assistant. Not only was she pretty, but she was brilliant. I’d start a sentence and she’d finish it. She graded the papers with the efficiency of an old pro.” “One thing led to another and we struck up a personal relationship. I fell deeply in love with her, my Lily. She was the daughter of a friend from college. I’d watched her grow up, but had not seen her since she was a teenager. She was sent to private school and then college in the Northeast. She said she saw my name on the list of professors who needed assistants. She couldn’t resist.” “As I said, we became lovers. I went north one weekend to see her parents and didn’t tell her. I wanted to ask for her hand. When I got back to Belle Reve, she’d disappeared. Her apartment had been cleaned out. There wasn’t a shred of evidence she’d ever lived there. She’d withdrawn from all her

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classes. Her father called that night in a panic and wanted to know why he couldn’t get in touch with her. I had the police looking for her, but she’s never been found…until now.” “Oh, dear. What happened? Don’t keep me in suspense any longer.” “I found out today what happened to her. She went to Le Beau House to find me. Your mother prodded until she had the whole story out of Lily about our affair. Lily was pregnant…” “Oh, God. My mother didn’t…” “Hush. Your mother talked Lily into going with her to Bordeaux, to own her childhood home. She promised Lily she would stay with her and help her get established so she and the baby would never want for anything. She told Lily she was my wife and I’d never divorce her for some college student.” “That bitch. She’s ruined too many lives.” “You don’t know the half of it, sweetie. The evening after Lily gave birth, Helene’s family spirited her away. Some lackeys took her out of the hospital and put her on a plane to Athens. She met another of Helene’s relatives at the other end who took her to a small apartment over a flower shop. She was left with a sum of money and a deed to the shop.” “What did that bitch do with your baby?” The look in Harold’s eyes and the tears that began to fall told the rest of the story. Lexie threw herself into her father’s arms, tears on her face. For a moment she was speechless. They sat, holding one anther, and let the news envelop them. “You and Lily are my real parents, aren’t you? You’re my father. I’ve always felt you were more of a father than the man whose name is on my birth certificate. Was he in on it too?” “No, child, it doesn’t appear that he was.” “How soon can we leave for Athens? I want to get to know my real mother, if she still wants me.” “Oh, I think she still wants you. She told the police when they found her that she’d do anything to find you again. In fact, she’s looked for years and hit a locked door at every turn.” “You didn’t answer my question. When can we leave to go see her?” “Interpol sent the FBI a message. She’s on a plane headed to N’awlins right now. What time is it, sweetie?” Lexie looked at her watch. “It’s just a little after six. I just realized something. You aren’t Uncle Marshall any longer, are you?” “Sweetie, I’m whatever you want to call me. I just wish…”

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“Hush, don’t say anything. We’ll get through this. You and I have weathered things before, we’ll get through this one, too.” She stood, then leaned over the bed and hugged her father. “I’m so glad that you’re my father and Lily is my mother.” She smiled down at the man she’d always loved more as a father than an uncle. “Me, too, my darling child. Why don’t you go ask Hannah when Lily is due to arrive?” “I think I will. You rest and I’ll be back shortly.” She actually had a bounce to her step as she left the room.

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Harold Marshall smiled as he watched his daughter leave the room. He thought about the number of times he’d wished she were his. He looked toward the ceiling, closed his eyes and said, “Marguerite, please forgive me. I want Lily back in my life, if she’ll have me. I want us to make a home where our daughter will feel welcomed and where she and Jon can bring my grandchildren. Smile down on us and give us your blessings.” He felt something inside his chest relax and knew she’d blessed them. “Thank you.” Harold closed his eyes and took a nap.

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Lexie left the room and walked into Jon’s waiting arms.

“Did you hear the news, Jon?

Unc…Daddy’s okay.” Jon guided her to the waiting room at the end of the hall. As they entered the room, he closed the door and held her while she got herself together. “All I seem to do is cry. People are going to think the self-sufficient image I project is a fake.” “No, they won’t, baby girl. You’ve been through hell lately and survived quite well, I might add. You’ve a right to rant and cry if you wish. Now, dry your eyes. David is flying Lily here from New Orleans. They should be landing up on the helipad in less than five minutes.” “Oh, Jon!

I have a mother, a real mother and a father.

Unc…Daddy…I’ll get it right

soon…Daddy loves me. It’s almost surreal, isn’t it?” “I’m very happy for you, Lex. You deserve a family who loves you.” “Jon, our children will have grandparents. Grandparents who’ll love and dote on them.” He pulled her close and whispered in her ear, “If we don’t make love soon, we’ll be too old to have children.” They heard a noise at the other end of the hall and turned to see the elevator open. A woman emerged, flanked by two policemen. Lexie started to walk toward the woman. Everyone moved out of her way. The woman, when she saw the girl, stopped. She handed off her coat and handbag and walked in the direction of the girl.

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When they met, each looked over the other, hands raised to touch a cheek and wipe away a falling tear. Neither knew quite what to say. Each studied the other for an eternity. Lexie could no longer contain herself. She opened her arms and said, “Mama.” “My daughter.” They were in each other’s arms. Jon watched as the woman he loved met her mother for the first time. His heart soared. The women finally broke apart. Lexie, taking Lily’s hand, brought her to Jon. “Mama, this is the man I love and am going to marry. His name is Jonathan Winston. Jon, meet my mother, Lily Broussard.” Lily allowed Jon to take her hand, then lean forward, and kiss her cheeks in the traditional European style. “Welcome, Lily.” “Thank you, Jon. I see my daughter is much in love. This makes me very happy. Would it be possible to sit and talk for a little while before I go see Harold? I’m still a little nervous.” “We can go into the waiting room.” He put his arm around Lex guiding the two women holding hands. When they arrived in the room, he offered to excuse himself while they talked. Lily shook her head, “No, Jon, that isn’t necessary. I wish to speak with both of you. I understand you’re the Police Chief now. Congratulations. Lexie, I’m very sorry you’ve had so many problems lately. I didn’t know until the police tracked me down. I contacted my parents a year after I left. I asked them not to tell anyone, for obvious reasons. My mother came to see me often over the years and brought many photographs and news of you. When word reached me that your mother…Mrs. Marshall had passed away, I made plans to return home and contact you and Harold. Unfortunately, your mother’s accomplice arrived to say I was still watched and any change in my routine would result in the death of my precious daughter. I elected to stay where I was. I wouldn’t do anything to cause more pain to my baby. “I read in the paper several members of an extortion ring were arrested. When I turned the page to read the rest of the story, their faces stared back at me. The next morning, the police were on my doorstep, ready to help me. I want to stay here now. I made arrangements to sell the shop and the contents of my apartment.” “You’ll stay with us, Mother. I insist.” “I can rent a small apartment in town.” “Absolutely not. Besides, I’ll need my mother to help us plan our wedding. We wanted to get married and have Unc…Daddy…I keep messing that up, don’t I? I want Daddy give me away.” “How is he? Is it possible for me to see him?”

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“He is doing fine, Lily,” Jon assured her. “The doctors say the shock of hearing you are alive caused a little flutter, nothing to worry about. They want to keep him overnight and watch him. We’ll take you to him or you can go in on your own. It’s up to you.” Lily walked to the window and looked out. She had her arms crossed at her waist and her head cocked to the right. Jon chuckled quietly to himself amused Lexie had inherited something from her mother. He looked at his love. She stood in a similar fashion and studied her mother from behind. Lily turned back around and looked at Lexie and Jon. “Would you mind if I stay here and think for a little while, by myself? I need some time alone before I see Harold.” Jon walked to her, “Sure. Take all the time you need. Lexie and I are going to go down to the café and get a cup of coffee. Would you like us to bring one back for you?” “That would be nice. Cream, no sugar, please.” “I venture to say that you like your coffee almost white,” Jon mused. “How did you…” She looked at Lexie who grinned. “You drink your coffee the same way?” “Yes. I also stand the same way you do when I’m in thought. We’ll be back shortly…Mama.” After a short hug, she and Jon were out the door. Lily watched her daughter leave with the man she loved. Life would be good from now on. She hoped that Harold would not be angry with her.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven

Lily sat, leaned back, closed her eyes and thought back over her life. Where would she go from here? She’d needed to move closer to her parents because her dad was ill and her mom needed her at times. Never, in all her wildest dreams, did she ever expect things to happen the way they did with Professor Marshall once she enrolled in one of his classes. She remembered him from his visits with her parents when she was a young girl. Lord, she’d had such a crush on him at the time. So tall, dark and the more beautiful smile she’d ever seen. She’d signed up for the work-study program. Ecstatic didn’t begin to define what she felt when offered a chance to be his assistant. She and Harold clicked. She finished his sentences for him and had no problems interpreting his somewhat somber moods that came and went. Over the first semester, they became closer. During Christmas vacation, she went by his house one day to leave some papers. Within minutes, they were in his bed. Harold had been shocked to discover she was still a virgin. He pampered and made love to her for the rest of the day and night. “I wish I’d thought to find out whether or not he was married before we began our affair. Damn, I was so hot for him and he me, it never occurred to me to ask. If I’d known then he wasn’t married, she’d never have run me off. The bitch ruined my life. I have no use for recriminations now. It’s over. I’m here and I plan to be a part of my daughter’s life. Hopefully, I’ll be able to spoil the grandchildren.” She’d not trusted anyone other than her parents since she’d arrived in Athens. If the day she was carried from her hospital bed after giving birth was the worst day of her life, seeing her daughter again after almost thirty years was the best.

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Lexie and Jon exited the elevator and walked toward the café. Neither had spoken since they’d left Lily’s side. Jon ordered the three cups of coffee and suggested they sit for a moment. They chose a table in a corner away from everyone else. She looked very tired and grimaced often. He would get her home as soon as possible.

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“Do you need pain medication for your arm, sweetie?” he asked. “No, I’m okay for now. I’m just tired and worried about my father.” “You’re comfortable with that? I didn’t have a chance to talk to you very long before Lily arrived,” Jon said. “I’m ecstatic, but confused. The woman and the man I believed to be my parents, the people who ignored me and treated me like shit aren’t my parents. The man I’ve always wanted to be my father is my father. I’m afraid to really believe it. I hope I don’t wake up to one of those horrible phone calls and discover I dreamed. “I like Lily and I actually feel more of a connection to her than I ever did to Helene. I still wonder if Helene had a hand in Granny Marshall’s death. One day she called me on the phone, we talked for a while. I remember her sounding a little upset, but she wouldn’t tell me why. Two days later I got an ‘oh, by the way, your grandmother died and we had her cremated’ phone call from Helene. She did the same thing when her own husband died. I’ve always wondered if people thought I was a bad granddaughter and daughter because I didn’t attend either funeral.

I received a call from Uncle

Marshall’s, I mean my dad’s, attorney telling me I inherited everything and Helene planned to contest it. Speaking of the evil witch, what’s going to happen to her?” “I don’t know, darling. She’s Hannah, Scott and Roger’s problem now. You ready to go back upstairs?” “Yeah, I want to take Mom in to see Dad. I can’t help but smile when I think or say that, you know?” “I’d already figured our kids would likely call Harold Marshall something like Poppy or Papa, knowing you. Now they can and it’s real.” “Let’s go on back upstairs. I love you, Jon Winston. I just want you to know that.” “I love you, too, Lexie Marshall. When we get your mother and father situated, I want to take you home. You’ve had enough excitement for one day. Okay?” “Okay. I could use a good night’s sleep.” Looking him in the eye, she asked, “You are going to share a bed with me, aren’t you?” The look in her eye told him everything he wanted to know. “Yes, my hawt. I wouldn’t dream of sleeping anywhere else. You’re stuck with me now, warts and all.” He smiled and pulled her to him. “Watch the coffee and don’t spill it on you.” “Yes, sir. See how docile I can be?” she asked as she fluttered her eyelashes at him. “Ah, good. You recognize your Master, huh?”

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Lexie gave Lily the cup of coffee. They sat in silence, each in thought. Lily sipped her coffee and looked at the daughter she’d just met. She saw the family resemblance in her features. Lily finished her coffee, checked her make-up and said, “Lexie, I’d like to see Harold now.” She took her mom’s hand and walked with her down the hall to his room. They stopped at the door and Lexie opened it just a bit. “He’s still asleep. Why don’t you go on in and sit on the side of his bed. He should wake up soon.” “Thank you, honey. Why don’t you get Jon to take you home? I want to stay with Harold tonight. After all these years, I’m not leaving him again.” “Are you sure? You should rest after your lengthy flight.” “My darling child, I am a little tired, but I’d never forgive myself if I left him again and something happened. I couldn’t live with myself.” She kissed her daughter’s cheek. “I’m so glad I have you at last.” Lexie put her good arm around her mother and held her for a moment. “We’ll be here a little while. I want to see both of you before we leave.” Her mother nodded and Lexie walked back to the waiting room.

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Harold felt a presence in his room before he opened his eyes. A hint of lavender tickled his nose and he held his breath for a moment. Lavender, the scent his Lily wore. She was here. He opened his eyes and he saw a vision standing by his bed. The love of his life had aged a little, but she was still the beautiful girl he’d fallen in love with so long ago. She wore her signature skirt, blouse and blazer. He had to smile at that. It’d become a joke with them during the little time they had together. He wondered if she still wore a garter belt and hose rather than those horrid pantyhose. Her pearl earrings were in her ears and the matching pearl broach he’d given her was pinned to the collar of her jacket. Her hair was pulled back and she still wore minimal make-up. She looked a little

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tired, her forehead was furrowed with worry lines and her eyes sparkled with tears. “Lily, you’ve come home to me.” He held his hands out to her. He had to touch her. Lily sat on the side of his bed and leaned down to give him a kiss on his cheek. Harold would have none of that; he angled his head so their mouths met. The years melted away as he plunged into the warmth of her mouth. She tasted of coffee and passion, the two things he remembered as her distinct tastes. He brought up his hands to hold her head while he drank from her mouth. He eased back on his kiss and, finally, pulled back a little. “Just like I remembered. You’re mine, ma petite. I won’t lose you again.” “Oh, Harold. I’ve waited almost thirty years to hear those words again. I was such a fool to listen to that woman, but I was scared. So scared…” “Hush. We’re together again and she’s going to jail for a very long time. God, I feel like a million bucks right now. I want to lay you down and make love to you all night long. I have to get out of here.” He tried to sit up and get out of bed. She stopped him. “You’re not going anywhere until the doctor says it’s okay. I told our daughter I plan to stay with you tonight. I’ll sit in that lounge chair and sleep. You just lie back and behave yourself, Harold Marshall.” The look in her eyes brooked no dissention. He smiled, “As bossy as I remember, too. If you stay, you’ll have a cot to sleep on. I’ll not have you all scrunched up in the morning.” For emphasis, he kissed the end of her nose and pulled her down to rest her head on his shoulder. “Is this uncomfortable for you, sweetheart?” “No. As long as I can stay with you, I’ll be fine.” She let her shoes fall to the floor. Harold felt more at peace than he’d felt in years. Lily was his lucky charm. The world seemed to fade away as they fell asleep holding one another.

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Lexie carefully opened the door to check on her parents. She smiled to see Lily curled up beside Harold, both asleep. For the first time in years, he looked peaceful. She shut the door and walked to the nurse’s station. “Maura, I’d like to leave a note for my parents for when they wake. Would you see they get it, please?” Maura agreed and gave her pen and paper to write her note.

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Jon appeared at her side and put his arm around her. He saw the strain and tiredness etched across her forehead. “Darling, you need to get your rest, too. Are you ready to go?” “Yes, as soon as I finish the note to Mom and Dad. I like the sound of that, don’t you?” She smiled, driving the worry lines away temporarily. “It’s a great thing, having parents who love you.” “I’ll be more than happy to share if you’d like,” she said as he nuzzled her neck. “You betcha I’d like.” Lexie finished her note and gave it to the nurse to handle. “Thanks, Maura. I appreciate it.” “No problem, Lex. Glad to help. You go home with your man and let him take care of you.” “I am. Thanks.” Jon kept his arm around her as they walked down the hall toward the elevator. He made the most of the time spent going down to the main floor by holding and kissing her breathless. The sudden stop signaled them to pull apart. One final kiss and he said, “I can’t wait to get you home, Miss Marshall.” His eyes changed to a brightness that only appeared when he was aroused or excited. Lexie noted the change and shivered at the thought of what lay ahead this night. She wondered if he would have an interest in the toys she’d purchased before she’d made him the offer. That would have to wait. She wanted this man lodged deep inside her body, holding her, their hearts beating in rhythm, mouths fused. She shivered as a strange new feeling of the unknown gathered throughout her body and worked its way down to her clit. She felt it swell. Jon watched her, smelled her passion and smiled. Soon he’d have her exactly where he wanted her – spread out on their bed and dripping for him. He, too, felt those same feelings course through his body. His cock lengthened and swelled in reaction to his thoughts. The elevator door opened onto the main floor. There were few people about and no one seemed to pay attention to the Police Chief and his woman. Well, almost no one. They were watched by someone who blended in with the others standing about. He flipped open his phone to relay the information to his bosses. The person was about to discover the women who hired him were in jail.

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Chapter Twenty-Nine

Jon helped Lexie into the car and buckled her in. He heard a noise, turned around and he saw a man standing just inside the door to the hospital making notations on a pad of paper. Jon didn’t recognize the man and wondered if he might be a reporter who’d slipped through the guards. He settled in behind the wheel, looked in the rear-view mirror and saw the man now stood outside the door. He talked on a cell phone. Jon picked up his police radio, called the dispatcher and asked to be patched through to Roger’s cell. “Roger, do you have plainclothes officers at the hospital…I’m not too sure about this one. I noticed he kept track of our moves. When we came out to the car, he stood inside the door to the hospital. I think he was taking notes. At the moment, he’s outside talking on his cell and looking quite agitated about something…he’s wearing a pair of khaki slacks and a navy blue polo shirt. Height is about six foot five and weight around two hundred. He has dark hair almost to his shoulders. He wears glasses with wire frames. He’s left-handed and when he moves a certain way, I see the light reflected on what appears to be some sort of ring on his left pinkie…Thanks, Roger…No, I’m taking Lexie home. Give me a call when you learn something.” “Jon, what is it now?” “I wish I knew. None of Roger’s people fit that description. We can only surmise he’s either with the press or works for the bad guys…women in this case. Just sit still, he’s walking this way. Here come the police, too, from both sides.” The man started to run toward their car. He pulled something out of his pocket as he ran. Jon leaned over, pulled Lexie down and laid over her. Shots were fired; the glass in the rear window of his car exploded and then something hit the trunk. Lexie panicked as Jon tried to keep her quiet. The next thing Scott’s voice drifted in reciting familiar words. He raised a hand with his thumb up. “Jon, come have a look at this man and tell me if you’ve seen him before,” Scott said. Jon got out of the car and walked to the back. The man was handcuffed with a gun lying on the ground. Jon took a closer look and said, “This is a surprise. I thought you’d run off to the Caribbean.”

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Looking at Scott, he said, “His name is Jacques Arnaud and he’s wanted for questioning in connection with several scams last year against senior citizens. That’s for starters. He’s all yours.” Jon turned back to look at the damage done to his vehicle. “You can add destruction of a police vehicle to Mr. Arnaud’s list of crimes.” “We’ll just add that and a charge of attempted murder of a police officer.” Scott turned the man over to an officer and came back to Jon. “Looks like you’ll have to find another mode of transportation for a few days, huh?” “Yeah. I can get my personal vehicle out of the garage and use it. I planned use it and park this one at the station when Lexie and I leave tomorrow. I guess I’ll keep my own car in her garage instead.” “Why don’t you give me the keys to it and I’ll get it for you? We’ll transfer stuff from this one to that and then you two can go home. Go back into the hospital and get some coffee or something while we get this worked out. I’ll come get you when we’ve finished everything.” “Thanks, Scott. I owe you another one.” “Oh, I’ll collect one of these days, maybe sooner than you think.” With a silly smile plastered on his face, he walked away. Jon walked back to Lexie’s side of the car, opened the door and helped her out. She still appeared pale and shaky. He held her close for a moment. “Let’s go get a cup of tea and see if we can calm down. My insides are shaking almost as much as your whole body. I can’t lose you. I won’t lose you.” They walked into the hospital, garnered some strange looks that they ignored and walked to the cafeteria. Jon seated Lex at a corner table and got them cups of hot tea. They sat in silence, each lost in thought. He heard her stomach rumble and looked at the clock. Almost midnight and they’d missed dinner. He walked to the payphone and called her house. Carolyn answered and Jon asked if she would warm up some soup and make them a sandwich. He explained the delay, told her they were okay and would be there in about half an hour. “Who is there?” Lexie asked. “Carolyn. Annie and Susan left a while ago. I asked her to warm up some soup for us.” He hoped Scott would be back soon as he was anxious to get Lexie out of the public eye. A noise interrupted his thoughts. Scott was coming into the cafeteria. Jon didn’t like the expression on his face. “Stay here, Lexie,” Jon said, going to where Scott stood. “Jon, your vehicle is being towed from the garage to the impound lot. There is evidence that someone tampered with it. The boys will go over it thoroughly. I think the insurance company will

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consider it totaled. You wouldn’t want to try to drive it again. What about your plane, chopper and boat? Where are they?” “David has taken them to the mechanic for their yearly inspections. Why?” “I think the sooner you get out of town, the better for you both. Tomorrow morning would be fine. Someone is orchestrating this and we have to find him or her.” “What about Judge Marshall and Lily?” “They have twenty-four/seven protection. Roger will attempt to get him to take Lily and leave, too.” “They could always come to Montana with us.” “I know, but he’s still sitting on the bench and he can’t leave unless he recuses himself.” “How do Lex and I get home?” “I have a nice, new, government issued unmarked car complete with all the gadgets and a device so we can monitor its location at all times. The neighborhood patrol is constant now. We have people in the house beside Lexie’s and the one across the street. That’s in addition to the people hidden on her property and sitting in cars along the streets. We’ve identified all the homeowners and a great number belong to Richeleau family. If you and Lexie are ready, I’ll escort you to your new vehicle.” “Thanks, Scott. I really appreciate this.”

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Chapter Thirty

When they arrived home, the kitchen smelled of pot roast and savory spices. She sniffed and smiled, “Yummy, Caro. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I opened the door. Let me wash up and I’ll be right back. Come on, Jon, and help me.” Caro smiled as Lex led Jon down the hallway. “What was that all about, Lex?” he asked when the door to their room was shut. “I just wanted to hold you and kiss you and tell you how much I love you. I’m so scared someone is going to kill one of us and I won’t have time to tell you what I feel.” She walked to him and he held her close. “We’ll get through this, no matter what happens. Now, let’s get washed up and go eat. I have plans for your body tonight and I damn well don’t want any more interruptions.” He punctuated his statement by a short kiss on the tip of her nose. When they returned to the kitchen, their places were set and a note rested on one plate. You guys enjoy your dinner. I warmed up the pot roast instead of soup. I figured you hadn’t eaten today. Coffee is made. You’ll find it in the carafe, sitting on a tray with dessert in the den. The fire has been lit, pillows piled up on the floor. Just touch the “on” button to the stereo. Soft music has been dialed in, should you need it. Ciao, Caro. P.S. Call me tomorrow. I’m staying with Susan and Jack tonight to give you two some time alone. They sat down at their places to eat. Sounds of appreciation broke the silence. “This is fantastic,” Jon finally said. “Yes, it is.” She agreed. When they finished their dinner, Jon washed up, put the dishes in the dishwasher, set the alarm for the night and escorted his love to the den. Just as Caro had promised, everything looked perfect. Jon looked down at Lex and said, “As much as I appreciate this, I’d rather fill the Jacuzzi with nice hot water and take a long soak with you, what do you think?” “I think it’s a most wonderful idea.” “You go start on that. I’ll turn off the fireplace and take this stuff back to the kitchen.”

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Jon opened the door to the bedroom and saw Lexie standing in front of her mirror observing her own nude body. She didn’t seem to notice him as she ran her hands up and down her torso, cupping a breast with her injured hand. Her hand left her breast and slowly descended to her smooth mound. Her eyes closed and her head fell back as she insinuated a finger between the hidden folds. In two steps, his hands cupped her breasts from behind her, fingers and thumbs rolling, pulling and squeezing her nipples into hard pebbles. “Don’t close your eyes. I want you to watch. Spread your legs and play with your clit,” he whispered in her ear before settling his mouth on the pulse point at the base of her neck. She followed his instructions as he continued to nip and suck on her neck and play with her breasts. He put one arm around her waist to hold her close while the other hand slid down to her mound and cupped the hand she had there. Slipping his fingers between her swollen lips, he felt the gathering moisture as he ran his fingers back and forth from her anus to where her fingers played with her clit. “Squeeze your nipples, babe.” Gathering moisture on his fingers, he rimmed the entrance to her virgin sheath and slipped a finger inside. She jerked at the intrusion and the burning sensation it caused. He held her tight, slowly sliding his finger in and out before he added a second finger. Again she jerked and he reached for her other nipple with his free hand. He squeezed and pulled the hardened tissue as he applied his thumb to her clit. He could feel her muscles tighten on his fingers. When they were deeply embedded in her wet heat, he stopped and she moaned. “Hang on, baby girl, you’re about to have your first climax.” He flared his fingers inside her, stretching her even more, flicked her clit with his thumbnail, pulled her nipple and ran his teeth along her neck. “Come for me, babe. Now.” Suddenly she was flying. The tension built up in her body exploded in her womb and she flooded his hand with her liquid. One last ragged breath and she sagged against him. He continued to hold her and work his fingers in and out of her body as the residual tremors slowed and she stilled. He removed his fingers from her and brought them to his mouth. “You’re beautiful when you come. You taste sweet like honey and tangy like Cajun spice.” He put his fingers back between her swollen folds, moistened then and brought them to her lips. “Taste.” She opened her mouth to accept his offering.

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“I have to taste the rest of you.” He picked her up and laid her on her bed, ripping the covers back for her to lie on cool sheets. “Open your eyes and watch. Look at what you do to my body.” She opened her eyes and watched him as he slowly removed his clothes. He lowered his silk boxers, revealing his swollen cock. Her eyes grew large but she reached out to touch him. “Don’t worry, darling, it’ll fit, just like my fingers did. I’ve not been with anyone in quite a few years. I just wanted that out in the open because I want nothing between my skin and yours.” She nodded her agreement. He lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms, careful of her injured arm, and held her until her breathing returned to normal. She had a look of contentment on her face. Jon slowly moved her to her back and spread her legs. Her glistening folds were still red and swollen. He moved between her thighs and sat back on his knees to look at the perfection of her body. The sight took his breath away. Her body flushed a beautiful shade of pink from her cheeks down. Her nipples were tight rosy buds and she panted, breathing hard again. “Lexie, open your eyes and watch as I make love to you.” She opened her eyes to stare into the coal black ones looking back at her. “Put your hands by your head.” He started with her mouth, sipping at the corners, biting and laving her lips. She allowed him entrance, tasting her own nectar as he plunged in and out of her mouth warring with her tongue. He nipped his way down her chin to her neck. Jon studied her breasts; bathed the soft, milky white skin of one with the flat of his tongue. He worried the nipple of her other breast with his finger and thumb. His tongue circled the darker areola, not quite touching the nipple. He nipped his way closer and closer to the nipple, her back bowing with each nip. His rigid tip of his tongue flicked the nipple and sent wave after wave of fire to the pit of her abdomen. He took the nipple between his teeth and pulled before he sucked it deep into his mouth. Her back left the bed as she arched toward him. He switched breasts and started again. Every bite and pull sent a searing bolt of lightning straight to her womb. The ache became intense. She squirmed and moaned as he bit and pulled at her now sensitive nipples. He left her breasts swollen and red, each marked in his passion. He laved and licked his way down to her navel. He possessed a beautiful pink pearl that would be a perfect fit for the slight indentation. He speared it with his tongue and squeezed her nipples. He kissed and licked at her waist, her hips and down to his goal, her smooth mound. He left a love bite before he dipped his tongue into the hidden folds of her slit, stopping at her swollen clit. The tip of his tongue circled the tiny nub as he slipped a finger into her wet heat. He felt her muscles tense

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and eased off. He intended to prolong her pleasure. He looked up. Her passion-filled eyes begged him. He shook his head and smiled. Jon lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders, giving him complete and total access to her body. He pulled a pillow from the other side of the bed and placed it under her lower back and hips. Using his thumbs, he spread her labia, leaned down and ran the tip of his tongue the length, from back to front, just touching her clit. He kept her lips apart with one hand, placed the middle finger of the other hand at the entrance to her body and pushed a little at a time. When embedded, he licked her clit and moved the finger in and out slowly. Her body once more bowed and he stopped. “Jon, I’m dying. Please. Do something. I’m on fire and in pain.” “Relax, babe. I want to make this good for you.” Again, he buried his finger inside her heat and added a second one. He opened and closed his fingers and a gush of her cream flowed from her body. He teased her clit with his tongue as he moved his fingers in and out of her body. Her body began to climb again. He felt her muscles tense. He pulled her clit into his mouth and nipped it as both fingers plunged into her body. Her body continued to spiral out of control. His bite on her clit sent her over the top. She screamed as she flew then floated for an eternity before he eased back and let her come down from the high. Her body took one last shiver and Jon slowly withdrew his fingers from her sheath. He crawled up beside her and took her in his arms. “Jon,” was all she could say. After her body quit shaking, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later he was back with a small cup of water for her and a wet cloth to wipe her face. “How do you feel now, babe?” “Jon, I still ache. I want you inside me.”

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“Are you ready, my love?” Jon asked as he pulled her back against his hard body. “Oh yes, Jon, more than ready but I have to use the bathroom first.” “Sure. Hurry back.” When Lexie returned, Jon stood by the bed waiting for her. He’d turned the lights down and lit the vanilla scented candles that dotted the room. Her body looked good enough to eat with the light reflecting off her porcelain skin. He pulled her to him and kissed her. What started out as a simple kiss soon turned hot as their bodies ignited into flames. She felt his naked cock rubbing against her stomach and reached down with hold it. She wasn’t sure what else to do. There was a bead of moisture on the tip and she used her thumb to smooth the pre-cum over the head. His cock swelled as she squeezed it. Shots of electricity to ran to her pussy. Jon picked her up and laid her on the bed again. He spread her legs as far apart as he could and leaned down to kiss her mound. A hiss from her signaled her readiness. He touched her labia and she drenched his fingers. Jon crawled onto the bed and knelt between her spread legs. He used his fingers to spread her open for his cock. He added one at a time until four were lodged deep in her wet channel and gave her a moment to adjust. She felt him fan and crook his fingers and flicked her clit with his thumb. She rode the crest, felt him position his cock at her opening and gently push inside. God, she’s tight, he thought. Lexie’s muscles tensed from the invasion and Jon wasn’t sure he could hold off much longer. He put one of his thumbs between their bodies and touched her clit. The roughened pad rubbing against the sensitive nub ignited a spark inside in her body. She screamed for him to hurry; he pushed through the barrier and came to rest against her womb. For several long seconds, neither of them moved. His cock felt caught in a vise. Slowly her muscles began to relax and he breathed with ease again. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Oh, Jon! I feel like I’ve been stuffed.” The tension was broken. They relaxed and laughed at her outburst.

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“Is it too much? Do you want me to pull out?” “No, don’t move. Let my body adjust,” she panted. “Put your legs around my waist and cross them at the ankle. I’ll rock back and forth a little to accustom your body to me being inside you.” “Okay.” She did as he requested and sighed. “Oh, my. This is strange.” “What’s strange?” he asked. “You feel like you’re a part of me. Oh, God, Jon. Move, please. Let me feel you move in and out.” Jon rocked a little more, taking her mouth with his as he did. He wanted to keep her mind occupied as he opened and stretched her to take all of him. Finally, he slipped that last little bit home. The head of his cock rested against her womb. He moved back and forth. Little by little the rocking motion became deep thrusts into her body and withdrawing until just the head of his cock lay inside her. The harder he plunged, the more he felt her muscles tighten around him. He reached behind her, slid a finger down between her ass cheeks, and rested it against her puckered skin. She was drenched from her nectar pooling there. His finger circled the area and the muscles relaxed enough to admit his finger. He slid a second finger into her dark hole and moved them against the motion of his cock. He leaned down, put his mouth to her ear and ordered her to “come” just before he bit her neck. Her climax seemed to go forever. She drenched his cock and he exploded. She felt his hot sperm splash against her womb. It came in waves before finally stopping. The sounds of ragged breathing filled the room. When they came down from their high, Jon moved to his side and pulled the cover over them. Still embedded deep in her body, he brought Lexie toward him so that she lay with her head on his shoulder. As they drifted to sleep, the last thing Lexie heard was Jon telling her he loved her. She tried to tell him she loved him, too, but she was too tired to open her mouth.

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Jon woke during the night to Lexie crying. He held her close and whispered, “Darling, what’s wrong?” “I was dreaming and woke up. The realization of all that’s happened is overwhelming. My parents aren’t my parents. The man I’ve loved like a father really is my father. The bitch who treated me like dirt isn’t really my mother. No wonder she wants me dead. My death would be the ultimate revenge for her, wouldn’t it? Then, there is us. You love me and tonight I had the most wonderfully erotic experience a woman can her first time. I am truly blessed.” “Are you sure there isn’t something else? You’re a little tense.” “What happens when Mrs. Marshall finds out about my mother, Jon? Is there a way to keep my mother from harm?” “Sweetie, there are guards posted at your uncle…dad’s door. I also feel sure either Scott or Roger is close by in the event someone tries something.” “Oh, no.” “Babe, you know we can’t prevent someone from attempting something if we don’t know about it beforehand. If you’d like, I can call the station and check on them.” “No, that’s not necessary. I feel better knowing there is someone there to help them.” “We never did get to use the Jacuzzi, want to give it a try now?” “That sounds wonderful. I’ll go get it started.” “No, you lie here in bed and I’ll do it for you. Do you need anything for your arm while I’m in the bath? It isn’t hurting, is it?” “Just a tiny throbbing, but that’s normal. I’ll take a pain pill later. Maybe something other than the prescription stuff since it makes me drowsy.” Kissing her quickly, Jon left the bed and went into the bathroom. He let the tub fill and he went back to the bedroom to get Lexie. She sat on the side of the bed looking embarrassed. “What is it?” “There’s blood all over the bed. I never realized it could be that much. What will Susan say?” He chuckled. “Susan won’t say anything. She’ll know that we had a wonderful love-filled night. That’s all she need know…unless you want to give her the details.”

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He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, carefully sitting down in the tub with her still in his arms. He settled back against the tub and pulled her against him. He’d placed a pillow on the side for her to rest her arm. He picked up a sponge and washed her from her neck to her waist. Reaching for her legs, he washed both of them. He left her swollen flesh to soak for a while. He spread out his legs and placed hers over top and then drew them toward their bodies, leaving her vulnerable. “Did you keep your collection of toys and is there anything water-proof in it?” “Yes and yes. They’re in a handmade box at the back of my closet on the top left-hand side.” “We’ll have to leave a basket of them by the tub so we can play in here, too. Put your hand down to your slit and spread your lips for me.” He slipped his middle finger down and gently touched her clit. She tensed for a second at the invasion. “Too sore?” “No, just sensitive.” “Sensitive is good,” he said against her neck. He slipped a finger from his other hand into her swollen sheath and she arched against him. “Want to initiate the Jacuzzi?” “Oh, yes.” “Kiss me,” he said. She leaned to the side and turned her head toward him. He latched on to her mouth, delving into the wet heat with his tongue, simulating the motions of his fingers. Within seconds, the wellspring of tension building in her body broke, her body bowed and she moaned into his mouth. He removed his fingers, helped her lean forward and situated his cock at the entrance of her sheath. He slowly slid home and brought her back against him. He gave her time to adjust to the new angle before he slid her up and down on his ever-swelling cock. He felt the tension in her body snap. As she screamed his name, he pushed her down hard and pumped his semen into her body, melding it with her own nectar. He held her as they relaxed and let the streams of water soothe them. The water began to cool. Jon dried them both and carried a sleepy Lexie back to bed. He once again covered them and pulled her back against him. He put his arm around her and slid into a dreamless sleep.

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He woke to a ringing phone and someone pounding on the front door. He glanced at the clock. He wondered who the hell would be out at three in the morning.

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Jon got out of bed, grabbed his jeans and went down the hall toward the front door. He flipped the porch light on and saw Hannah, Scott, Roger and Sam standing outside the door. He quickly flicked the light switch two times, donned his jeans, reset the alarm and opened the door. When he had the storm door unlocked, the four visitors reluctantly came into the house. They brought with them the acrid smell of smoke and something else he didn’t recognize. He sent them to the kitchen and returned to the bedroom to retrieve his shirt and close the bedroom door. Hannah had the coffee brewing and getting mugs from the cabinet. “What’s happened now?” Sam shook his head and said, “I wish we knew. Someone blew up Lexie’s shop just after midnight. There is something strange about it, though. We’ve sifted through what was left of the building and all we can find are remnants of a building. An educated guess is someone cleaned her out and then blew up the building.” Roger took over, “We put APB’s out on known arsonists for questioning. The interesting twist in this is Mrs. Marshall made a telephone call two hours before the blast. She told the guard that she needed to talk with her attorney. The phone company gave us the list of phone calls made from that phone. Her call went to a phone registered to John Doe. The phone is in Antoine’s apartment on Canal Street. The house has been under watch since Antoine’s arrest. No one has been seen going in or out. We suspect she leaves messages for someone. Judge D’Arcy cleared the way to put a tap on the phone.” “Jon, what’s wrong now?” asked the voice from behind him. He turned to see Lex standing behind him looking like a sleepy waif with her hair all mussed. He reached for her and she came to sit on his lap. “Tell me, please. I know it isn’t good. I woke and smelled smoke. I was scared.” “Sweetheart, someone destroyed your shop tonight.” Lexie opened her mouth to say something and fainted instead. Jon stood up and took her back to their bed. He carefully laid her on the bed. Hannah came into the room behind him. “Hannah, would you get a wet cloth from the bathroom?” Hannah came back with the cloth and Jon put it on Lex’s forehead. He rubbed her hands and talked to her. He got no response, which worried him. “Jon, you need to call her doctor and let him know what’s just happened,” Hannah suggested. “You’re right, of course. He’s on call tonight with the Judge in the…” “Jon,” Lexie whispered. “Did someone really destroy my shop?” “Yes, babe, someone destroyed the shop. There aren’t a lot of details just now. Scott and Roger have their agents on it now.”

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“Lex, is there anything I can do for you?” Hannah asked. “Just talk to me. I’m trying so hard not to panic. Jon has been with me every step of the way since I found the note on the door at work. I hate for him to have to endure anything else. Do you have any leads at all? Did the Undead Widows do this?” She chuckled and then started laughing. Hannah joined in and both of them were in tears by the time they quieted down. “Han, I haven’t laughed that hard in so long. Probably not since that time you put the worms in Jon and Sam’s pants while they were swimming in the river.” “God, I haven’t thought about that in years. I was hoping they never found out about our little secret missions to bug them, literally.” “What’s so funny in here?” Sam stood in the doorway. Hannah, tears rolling down her face looked at him and said, “Memories, Sam, just some memories of our childhood.” “Yeah, you two thought you had one over on us with your pranks, didn’t you?” His grin was infectious. Lexie looked from Sam to Hannah and said, “I haven’t a clue what you’re talking about, Sam Ketrick. Do you, Hannah?” She tried so hard to keep from laughing. “Nope. Don’t have a clue, Lex. I always did think those two boys had big imaginations.” The expression on her face gave her away. Sam shook his head, winked at her and said, “I’ll get even with you yet, Miss James. Don’t think I won’t. On a different note, Lex, do you feel up to talking about the store tonight?” “Yeah, Sam. Let me get dressed and I’ll be there shortly. Hannah, could you help? This cast makes everything so difficult.” “Sure, hon, you know I’ll help. We’ll be there in a moment, Sam. How about closing the door? Oh yes, save us some coffee.” “Yes, ma’am,” he said with a smile as he closed the door. “Hannah, tell me why you and Sam aren’t together.”

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“I wish I knew, Lex, I really do. Everything I’ve done to get his attention has met with a brick wall. I know he goes out, but not with me. If you find out why, let me know, will you?” “You know I will. Here, can you help me get my robe on and tie it?” “Here you go. When does that thing come off, do you know?” “The doctor is supposed to x-ray it again when I go for my check-up on Thursday morning. It was a clean break. He said that he’d give me a cast that’s not so bulky until it’s completely healed. I’ll be so glad when it’s time to take it off. It’s awkward.” She realized she said that in a way that Hannah would know what she’d been doing tonight. “Lexie, it’s okay if you and Jon make love. Don’t be shy or ashamed. It’s a natural progression when two people have loved as long as you two. I’m so happy for you.” She hugged Lexie and then they left the room. The men sat at the kitchen table. Jon helped Lexie sit in the chair beside him, pulled her close and put his arm around her. “Lexie, Sam just received a call from one of his informants. The informant identified two of Antoine’s men prowling around the building just before dark. An hour or so later, he saw a moving van pull out of the side street and head toward the river. The building blew up ten minutes later. It all fits in with the phone call the Marshall woman made to Antoine’s hideaway.” “Will that woman never quit? The building can be replaced. The things inside were one-of-akind. They’re all insured, but…oh Hell. I venture to guess it was made to look like I had something to do with it.” Scott interrupted Sam before he could answer, “She thought of that, too. A call was made to your insurance agent just prior to the explosion. The anonymous caller swore evidence existed that pointed to you as the responsible party. He gave directions to the storage facility where your things were taken.” “Is anyone able to tell me why I keep doing these things?” The question caught everyone off guard and after a long pause Roger attempted an answer. “Lexie, this woman is so intent on destroying you she’s not covering her trail. She is leaving herself wide open for prosecution. My advice still stands. You and Jon are to get away from here. I know you want to spend time with your mom, but you need to protect yourself. You can’t do that here.” “Roger, David is picking us up tomorrow night. I talked with him late this afternoon. I’d planned to discuss this with you tomorrow…this morning. The plane is ready. David will meet Lex and me at the Magnolia Plantation dock. From there, we’ll go down river. We’ll leave the boat and he’ll fly Lexie and me from there to Montana.”

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“Jon, I want someone with you and agents following you the whole trip. I trust no outside concerns at the moment. There is nothing to say that someone hasn’t tried to get to your mechanic. Give me his name, location and phone number and I’ll have men on his doorstep first thing tomorrow morning. Here’s a pad of paper and pen.” He wrote the information down Roger requested. Scott’s cell phone rang. When he finished the conversation, he smiled. “Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Winston have been very busy. The phone on Canal Street does have an answering machine. No one has erased the messages in several months. One of the agents made a copy of the taped messages. Mrs. Winston and Mrs. Marshall have been quite busy over the last two months putting together plans to ruin their children. The voice recognition system will be able to positively identify these two ladies. Lex, I’m really sorry about your shop. I hope we’ll be able to recover most, if not all, the stolen items.” Scott put his things together and Jon walked him to the front door. When he returned to the kitchen, Lexie stood at the coffee pot. He put his arms around her from behind, leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Why don’t you go try to get some sleep, love? We’re almost finished. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” She nodded, said goodnight to everyone and left the room. Roger looked at him and said, “You’ve got one hell of a lady on your hands, Jon. Don’t fuck up again.” “Trust me, after what we’ve been through, I don’t ever plan to let her go. What else do you need from us tonight?” Sam finished writing his notes and stood. “I think I have everything I need here. You two take care. I know where to reach you if I need you. Hannah, you ready to leave?” Roger chimed in, “Guess I may as well go, too. I can’t do anything else until I get information on that tape. I hope we can get this wrapped up soon, Jon. I know you two want to get on with your lives.” “You’re right there, Roger. Lexie and I’ve had more than enough. Is it safe for me to take her to see her mom and dad in the morning before he’s released from the hospital?” “I don’t see a problem. Give me a buzz before you want to leave and I’ll make sure someone’s around to follow.” Jon let everyone out, reset the alarm system and went back to Lexie.

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She was asleep when he entered the room. He undressed, went to his side of the bed, pulled back the covers and slid in next to her. He pulled her back against him. Lexie mumbled she was glad he was in bed and went back to sleep. He kissed her neck and told her that he was glad too.

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Chapter Thirty-Four

Jon woke to the smells of coffee and bacon. It made his stomach rumble and he wondered what else would be served. Then he thought, wait a minute. If that’s coffee and bacon and Lexie is in bed with me, who the hell is in the kitchen? He got out of bed, put his jeans and t-shirt back on and went to the bathroom. When he came out, Lexie sat on the side of the bed. She looked a little pale. “Darling, why don’t you go back to sleep? You need the rest. I’ll wake you when I find out what time we can see your mom and dad. I also have some paperwork I need to catch up on this morning.” “Okay. But the coffee smells so good. I want a cup.” She lay back against her pillow as he covered her up and leaned down to kiss her. “You lie still and I’ll bring you one in a little while.” He tiptoed from the room, closing the door behind him. When he reached the kitchen, Carolyn, Annie and Susan sat around the table.

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yourselves at home, ladies?” he asked. Carolyn spoke first, “We heard what happened last night and wanted to be here for Lexie. We figured you’d be out with the rest of the troops.” “No, I have paperwork to do and plan to go into the office and get to it. May I have a cup of coffee?” “Brother dear, you can have whatever you want. Take your coffee and I’ll bring your breakfast to you as soon as the eggs are done. How do you like your eggs?” “Coffee and toast will be fine for now. I’ll eat with Lexie later. I told her to go back to sleep. She has a long day ahead of her. We’re going to see her mom and dad and then we’re driving down to Magnolia Plantation. Tonight she and I leave for Montana.” He looked at Carolyn and asked, “Why aren’t you already on your way there?” “My husband’s attorney is seeking an injunction that prevents me from leaving and taking the kids. He thinks it would look bad for Andre if his wife and children skipped town to get away from him. Before you say anything, I’ve talked to Roger and Scott about it. They will speak with a judge on my behalf and present evidence of what Andre’s done to his family.”

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“Why didn’t you say something, Caro?” He queried, shaken that he knew nothing about this development. “Jon, you have more on your plate right now than any man should have. I planned to tell you. I wanted to try to stand on my own two feet for a change. Can you understand that?” “Yes. But let me know if you need me.” He hugged her and kissed her cheek. “Family sticks together, got it?” “Got it. Now, go get your work done so you and your lady can get out of here.” She handed him his coffee and toast and he went down the hall to the office.

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The door opened and Lexie walked into the office. “You let me sleep too long. We should have been at the hospital hours ago.” He thought she wouldn’t believe him if he told her she was the sexiest thing he’d seen in years. Her hair was mussed, her mouth still slightly swollen and her eyes puffy from lack of sleep. He got up from his chair and walked to where she stood. Taking her into his arms, he held her close, leaning down to kiss her. “Good morning, sweetheart. You needed the sleep after last night. How do you feel this morning?” She blushed and tried to look away but he held her head up and she couldn’t look away. “I feel a little sore, but good. I had to wait until I was almost thirty years old for the man I love to make beautiful love to me. I’m still floating on clouds. What more could I want besides having him take me back to bed?” She gasped and her eyes grew large at what she’d said. “I love you, too. We’ll have plenty of time for lovemaking after tonight. I want you to heal a little before we start again. We’ll do a little playing on the plane tonight.” I’ll find the box, pick some things out and surprise her, he thought. He grabbed his coffee cup and walked to the kitchen with her. Carolyn put their plates on the table after they were seated. While they ate, they discussed the weeks ahead and watched the morning news. Pictures of the rubble that used to be her shop shook her a little. The story of Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Winston made a big splash across the front page of the newspaper. She saw the article about her kidnapping and the appearance of her biological mother and freaked. “Can’t these assholes leave people alone?” Visibly upset, she looked at Jon and said, “I’m glad we’re going away. I don’t think I could take it any more. What else could they possibly do?”

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Her answer came by the front doorbell ringing. “Who could that be? Are we expecting anyone, Jon?” “I’m not. You finish eating and I’ll see who’s there.” He went down the hall to the front door. He looked through the peephole and saw Hannah and Roger. Fuck, what is it this time? He asked himself. Opening the door, he saw worry written on their faces. He opened the storm door and looked directly into Roger’s eyes. “What is it now, Roger?” “I need to talk with you two some more, Jon. We should go inside. Is Lexie up?” “I’m here. What is it?” she asked as she went to Jon’s side. He put his arm around her. “Let’s go to the kitchen,” Jon said. Once everyone was settled at the table and breakfast dishes removed, Jon asked, “What is it this morning?” Roger spoke first. “I thought you two deserved some good news delivered personally for a change. The tapes from the answering machine in Antoine’s hideaway have been entered into evidence. There are several hours of Mrs. Marshall, Mrs. Winston and Mr. Villerie leaving instructions for an elaborate plot to undermine this city and its judicial system. They not only left messages about offshore monies to be deposited into your accounts, they issued orders on how they wanted Lexie destroyed first, you second and Judge Marshall third. The final piece of the puzzle was confronting Lily with what they’d done. Then they planned to leave her to the Marshall woman’s lackeys to finish off. “I confronted Antoine with the evidence. He’s agreed to testify for the prosecution. They blackmailed him, too. Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Winston were paramours of Antoine’s many years ago. They knew about the bordello, the mistresses and all the other illegal activities their husbands were involved in at the time. They found out Antoine was a part of that organization and drew him into their lairs with promises of sex. His words, not mine.” “Their flings with Antoine were over before their husband’s deaths, but they kept photos and recordings of their rendezvous activities. When we searched Antoine’s various houses and condos, we uncovered the records. We found ledgers filled with dates, times and payoffs. Mr. Villerie is listed as their go-between. They were smug enough to leave written evidence they masterminded this whole thing.” “Roger, I have a question about all this, if I can interrupt,” Lexie said. “Sure, Lex, what is it?” “What part do Andre and Paul play in all this?”

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“That is one of the more interesting parts to this saga. We all know Andre and Antoine’s sister had an affair and Paul the result. Antoine revealed that little secret to one or both of the women. They were aware that Carolyn knew about it, but what Andre didn’t know was the ladies planned to release the news to the press, which would cause Paul to lose his college scholarship. Just another way for them to get revenge on Antoine. We don’t have an answer for why on this one.” “In our search, we discovered additional information that clears up a twenty-year old unsolved hit and run murder. Villerie and Andre were fraternity brothers in college. Did you know that?” Jon said, “No, I didn’t. Andre never mentioned knowing Guidry.” Roger continued, “They were in a vehicle that hit and killed another student. According to Andre, they attended a party at another frat house, became quite drunk and the last thing he remembers is waking up in his own bed. He swears that he has no recollection of what happened in-between. Andre woke the next morning to Guidry banging on his door. He says that Guidry wanted them to get their stories straight before the cops showed up. Andre asked what he was talking about and Guidry informed him that he, Andre, killed a young co-ed the night before with the car they were driving.” “Andre panicked and called Antoine. Antoine sent some of his men to take care of the car. I had Andre’s college record pulled and there is a statement in there from the president of his fraternity stating that Andre withdrew his pledge for personal reasons. Considering all that Villerie has done, one would be tempted to believe Andre in this instance.” “Again, Antoine did some pillow talking to Mrs. Winston and Mrs. Marshall and they recorded the conversation. Their price for not revealing that story was for Andre and his son to jointly abduct Lexie and kill her. They went a little further to say that Carolyn and her children would be found floating in the river if Andre didn’t cooperate. Considering everything they’d done to that point, Andre said that he didn’t have a choice.” “Oh, God. To think we grew up living in the same houses with these women,” Lexie shivered when she thought about the implications. “So, Roger, what now?” “That’s something we need to talk about,” he said.

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“Sounds ominous, Roger,” Lexie replied. “No, not ominous. You’ve stated that you didn’t believe Andre and Paul were doing what they did because they wanted to, right?” “Yeah, so…” “How would you feel if we recommend reduced sentences in return for testimonies?” “I don’t have a problem with it as long as I don’t have to see him and that the women go to prison forever.” “We’re hard at work on the women part. I see no reason for you to be near Andre ever again.” “Where do we go from here?” Jon asked. “I still believe you two should quietly disappear for a while. There is no guarantee these women or Villerie won’t do something else. We still haven’t found the people responsible for the bombing last night. I have men searching the various storage facilities for the missing merchandise. If we find it, where do you want it sent, Lex?” “Good question. There are temperature controlled storage sheds at LeBeau House. Jack knows the security codes for them. I’ll ask him to be your contact when they’re found. You have the number for the house but I’ll give you Jack’s cell number, too.” She went to the office to get the information. “Roger, you really have no clue as to where her stuff has been taken?” Jon asked. “No. It’s like the truck totally disappeared. I’d hate to think that everything is at the bottom of a lake or the river.” “Don’t even go there with that.” “So, is your schedule still the same?” “Yes, we’re going to check on her mom and dad…” “I was by there before I came here. The Judge is being released this afternoon. He and Lily will live in his condo for now. Two undercover agents, disguised as cook and valet, are already settled in. His clerk will work from there, also.”

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“We’ll get dressed and get on over to the hospital. I want to get down to Magnolia Plantation before it gets too late. The security force is in place, but I still want to be able to take a look around during the daylight hours.” Jon said, “Caro told me Andre’s attorney asked for an injunction to keep her in town until he’s cleared of all charges. Will you talk to Judge D’Arcy about the danger she and the children are in if they stay here?” “I’ll talk to Judge D’Arcy this afternoon when I see him on some other matters,” he said as he made a note in his notebook. Lexie came back with the keys and phone numbers for Jack. “Thanks, Roger, for everything.” “You’re welcome, Lexie. I just did my job. You have a good trip.” He and Jon stood, he gathered his things and they walked to the front door. “Jon, I wish you and Lex all the best. You’re so lucky to have found one another again. I envy you.” “You need someone in your life, Roger. I’ve been trying to tell you that for years.” “I found someone I’d like to pursue but I think someone else has priority on her.” “Who? Anyone I know?” “Hannah. There is something about her that makes me want to do things I haven’t thought about doing in years.” “So, why not go for it?” “Because I think I’d have to fight your friend Sam for her and I don’t want her like that.” “Sam has some issues he needs to get through before he can claim any woman. I think the field may be clear if you really want to proceed.” “Thanks. I may just do that. Scott has found someone, too.” “Scott? Who?” “Your secretary. He talked her into going up to his cabin to hide. Convinced her she wasn’t safe staying in town as long as you and Lexie were the targets. If I’m not mistaken, he’s on his way there now.” “Well, looks like everyone is falling in love around us, huh? Good luck with Hannah, man. You’re going to need it.” “Thanks. You two have fun, too. I have a car outside with two agents in it, Picou and Robin. They’ll be your shadows. The code word is “falcon”. When you get ready to leave, mention that you’ve seen a falcon.”

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“Fine. I’ll talk to you later tonight. I’ll do my calling from the house on the secured line. So, if you need to talk to me, give that line a call.” “Good deal. Take care.”

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Chapter Thirty-Six

Jon’s cell phone rang. “Hello,” he said. “I’m running a little late. I should be at the club by midnight,” said David. “Meet you in the bar. Let me know if you’re going to be later.” He hung up. “Bar? What bar? I thought we were going…” Lexie began. “David and I worked the code out years ago in the event someone listened in on our conversations.” “Oh. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.” “You’ll get used to it. You ‘bout ready to go?” “Yeah, you?” “Almost. We have time to play some if you’re interested, Miss Marshall.” “Interested? Interested! I wondered if we were ever going to make love again. I was beginning to think I didn’t do something right.” She lowered her head, looking embarrassed. Jon closed the gap between then, pulling her into his arms as he did. Leaning down to kiss her, he spoke to her against her lips. “You couldn’t possibly do anything wrong, baby.” He took her mouth when she opened for him. She melted into the kiss, became limp against his body and let him take her. He lessened his rough kisses and nibbled at her lips, pulling the bottom one into his mouth and gently biting it. She moaned. He picked her up and lay her on the bed, legs hanging over the edge. He had to taste her. He unzipped her pants and pulled them and her thong down her legs and over her feet. He pitched them behind him. Next he pushed up her shirt and unsnapped the front closure of her demi-bra. Her nipples pebbled to hard little knots he had to touch. He gently squeezed and rolled one between his thumb and forefinger while he ran the flat of his tongue over the other. Her back arched. He pulled the little bud into his mouth to suckle. He couldn’t get enough. Lexie’s moans became more vocal and his tongue trailed from that breast to the other to suckle its nipple. He watched her reaction to his love play. Her head was bent back and digging into her pillow each time her back arched, pushing more of her luscious skin into his mouth.

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His tongue mapped a path from her nipple to her belly button where he gently kissed a path down to her pussy. He could smell her passion. He brought her hips to the edge of the bed, pushed her legs as far apart as he could get them and placed each foot on the bed. He gently spread her pussy lips apart to reveal red, swollen flesh flooding with her cream. Using the flat of his tongue, he started just below the entrance to her sheath and laved to her swollen clit. He caught it between a thumb and forefinger, manipulating it the same way he had her nipple. “Play with your nipple. Pinch it hard and pull on it.” Lexie was so caught up in the spiraling sensations running through her body she automatically did as she was told. As she worked her nipple, he gently slid a middle finger into her tight sheath. Crooking it slightly, he fucked her with it while his mouth suckled at her clit and she pulled on her nipple. The nectar poured out of her body and flowed down through the crack of her ass. Using the middle finger of his other hand, Jon gently applied the moisture to her puckered flesh and pushed his finger into her anus. She gasped at the invasion. He felt the tension flowing through her body and knew the moment she reached her peak. “Come for me,” he said as his teeth caught her clit between them and he pulled. The tension crested and then she began free falling. Her moans became screams as her body bowed. Jon gentled his fingers and mouth as she regained her breath. He looked up. Her eyes were closed, her body limp. He lay his head on her lower stomach to catch his breath. His cock was so hard he feared he’d burst. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and ran the head up and down her slick folds, concentrating on her clit as he did. “Watch,” he said and her heavy lids opened. With one thrust, he entered the tight channel, which was wet and swollen. Her mouth opened in wonder but no words were emitted. “I love you,” he said as he began his thrusts and his mouth captured hers. They were so wound up it didn’t take long for both to climax. He rested his head on the pillow next to hers as the tremors subsided in both their bodies. When they calmed and Lexie fell asleep, Jon slipped out of her body and crawled up on the bed pulling her up with him until they were completely on the bed. He reached for a cover, put her head on his shoulder and he, too, fell into a deep sleep. A ringing phone woke Jon. When he pulled an arm from under Lexie, she moaned, turned over and went back to sleep. “Winston.”

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David said, “I’ll meet you at the bar in three hours,” and hung up. Turning to his sleeping woman, Jon ran his hand up and down her arm softly saying her name. Her answers were groans. “Come on, sleepyhead, we have to finish packing and get out of here. Our escort will be here in thirty minutes.” “Okay,” was all she said as she got off the bed and walked to the bathroom. Several minutes later she returned and Jon helped her get dressed once again. Together, they took their things to the kitchen and went back through the house to check the alarm system. Jon returned to the bedroom while Lexie put the food into the coolers. He went to the closet and got her box of toys from the top shelf. He sat it on the chest inside the closet and opened the top. “Damn. Where did she get all of these toys and gadgets? Ah, I see she has plugs of all different sizes.” He retrieved a tote from the middle shelf, opened it and loaded it with the things in her cache. They would definitely have some memorable times in front of the bedroom fire after they reached the ranch. He’d introduce her to the first plug as part of the mile high experience. He smiled, hoping the woman he loved was game for the things he wanted to do with her toys. He checked the time and put the box back in its place. He carried the tote and some other stuff through to the mudroom. Lexie noticed the tote and made a mental note to ask him about it later. The car loaded and they were ready to leave. Jon stopped at the end of the driveway to put some mail in the mailbox and speak to the two officers in the car parked near-by. Passwords and ID’s were exchanged before Jon and Lexie began their journey. The officers stayed a little way behind them in an attempt to be unobserved. They drove to the hospital to say goodbye to her mom and dad. Harold and Lily were ecstatic to see their daughter so obviously happy. Jon and Harold talked while Lily and Lexie became better acquainted. Harold commented on how alike mother and daughter looked and wondered why he never saw it before. Although they hated to say goodbye to one another so soon, Jon said it was time to go. He promised Harold and Lily to take care of their precious daughter. He told them they were welcome to fly out to the ranch whenever they wished. Teary goodbyes were said and they left. “I’ve only met my precious daughter and now she’s leaving me again,” said Lily. “She’s not leaving, dearest. Jon is taking her to a safe place. I’m sure they will spend their time well,” he said with a gleam in his eye. “You devil. Shame on you for talking about our child like that,” she laughed.

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“I wish for him the same as I wish for us.” He winked at her. “I hesitate to ask, but what do you wish for us?” she asked rather timidly. “When I get you alone, I plan to keep you in bed for at least a month,” he pulled her to him, holding her close. “I can live with that.”

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Once on the open road, Jon turned on the radio and they listened to some music. Jon told her about the ranch. Lexie said she’d like nothing more than to relax and not worry about what might happen next. When they arrived at Magnolia Plantation, Jon drove to the back. David and Joss came out to the car to help Jon move everything to the boat. While they were loading the boat, Lexie sat with Annie and chatted about her newly discovered mom and dad. Annie was as happy about it as Lexie. “I’m so glad they’re your parents, Lexie. I’m also glad Jon is taking you away for a while even though I’ll miss you.” “I’ll miss you, too. Will you look in on Mom and Dad when they get down to LeBeau House? They’ll be down on weekends for a while. Jack and Susan live in the gate house, but I’m sure Mom will appreciate having another friend, too.” “Oh honey, I’ve been cooking up a storm this morning. I wanted to re-introduce your mom to the things she’s missed all these years while living in that other country. She, Susan and I have a couple of weddings to plan, don’t we?” “Thanks, Annie. You’re the best.” “Joss and I love you and Jon as if you were our own. Speaking of the devil…” “Hi, Annie. Lex, you ‘bout ready to leave? Everything’s loaded and ready to go.” “Yeah. Bye, Annie,” she said as she gave the woman a hug and kissed her cheek. “You’ve always been like a Mama to me and you always will.” Tears in her eyes, Annie waved at them from the doorway as they disappeared deeper into the trail leading to the water. Joss gave Lexie a hug and kiss as he helped her onto the boat. “You take care of this girl, Jon.” “Yes, sir, I’ll guard her with my life.”

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Joss chucked as he turned to go back to the house. A shiver traveled down his back. That usually foretold of something bad. He mentally shook himself and went back to the house.

*****

Jon and Lexie stood at the railing, his arm around her. The smells of the bayou at night were a part of their lives. There were trees with new growth and the ones that were rotting, plant life springing up on the banks. Definitely signs that spring was fully upon them and the heat of summer wasn’t far behind. “Remember how we used to sit in our inner tubes and just float along with the current?” she asked. “We were young and didn’t have a care in the world. I’d like to think we could have some of that again, on an adult level. This time, we’ll both be in the same inner tube.” “Mmm, I like that.” “Shall we go below and get something to eat? I’m a little hungry.” He leaned down, put his mouth to her ear and growled. The vibration of his mouth against her ear sent moisture dripping into her panties. She let him take her hand a lead her down the steps. They ate dinner and curled up on the bed to nap until they reached their destination.

*****

Jon woke with a start, a feeling of something amiss in the air. He carefully pulled his arm out from under Lexie, re-covered her and went on deck to check in with David. “David, do you feel something strange in the air.” “Now that you mention it, yes. Right now it’s just a niggly feeling that something is about to happen. Our escorts are still with us. Maybe it’s just the tension.” “That’s possible. I think I’ll check in with Hannah and Roger just to be on the safe side.” “Not a bad idea.”

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Jon checked in with Hannah and Roger. At the same time, Mrs. Marshall and Mrs. Winston worked hard to set the stage for the next disaster. Mrs. Winston asked the guard to deliver a message to Antoine as soon as possible. She’d written explicit directions for explosives to be planted aboard the aircraft belonging to her darling son. She wanted them set to go off somewhere over the ranch in Montana. He and his bitch could spend their eternity floating around the place. Antoine let the answering machine receive the message. He’d add it into the evidence pile and put into action his own plan. He’d had enough of the two women running his life. Hopefully, the hidden cameras, tapes and computer bugs would provide enough evidence to send the two of them to death row. Too bad they’d never make it to trial or prison. He thought how nice it would be to push the lethal drugs into their arms. They could watch him laughing as they died. According to his sources, the women were scheduled to leave the local jail to be transported to a women’s federal prison across the state line just before dawn. His goal was to prevent them from reaching their destination. He had a few minor details to take care of first, one of which was to be out of the country when the explosion occurred. He made his airline reservations, surprised to get a flight so soon. He’d already cleaned out his office, shredded everything connected to him. When searched, the feds would find only bits and pieces of incriminating information the women had used to further their personal careers over the last thirty years. Antoine would miss his wife and children. The scores of relatives who counted on him for their daily lives would miss him. It was about time they learned to fend for themselves. He’d built his empire over the years and given each one a piece of the action as well as a place to work. His son would now be in charge. If Junior couldn’t make a go of the empire, then so be it. He made a note to call his wife and son before he left town. He’d put money into an account for his wife. When his attorney contacted her, she’d discover she had millions of tax-free monies left to her by a long-lost uncle. The paper trail was perfect. People may suspect, but could never prove. He knew about her little peccadilloes. Hopefully, she’d find one of

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them to be permanent after he left. In a couple of weeks, she’d receive a message that her darling husband had been killed in an accident in some obscure corner of South America. He counted on her to take one of her lovers as her next husband. He knew she was partial to a certain retired cop. He planned the coup of a lifetime and hoped his wife would marry her cop lover when she discovered she was a widow. He laughed at the irony. He planned to spend the next year or so traveling around the world. He’d spend all that luscious money the bitches put in their accounts. He had an appointment with a plastic surgeon to change his looks in a couple of weeks. First he needed to relax and have some fun. He picked up the brochure to an island resort. There was only one word for the kind of resort described here – kinky. Any and all fantasies fulfilled. He’d made a list of his preferences and sent it with his reservations. Christian de Berge would live every fantasy, every dream during his stay on the island.

*****

Jon hung up his phone. He walked back to David and said, “Neither Hannah nor Roger have anything to report. It’s just too quiet. Moving the women in total secrecy was a brilliant idea. I just hope there are no mishaps along the way.” “Yeah, that would be bad, wouldn’t it? We’ll be at the docks by the time you wake up Lexie and get your things together,” David said as he looked at the GPS screen. “I won’t be a minute…or two or three,” he said with a chuckle. David still laughed as Jon walked down the stairs. When he opened the door to the master suite, Lexie was just waking. “Hi. Did you have a good nap?” He leaned down and kissed her. “Yes, I did. But I just woke with the strangest feeling that something is about to happen.” “I woke with the same feeling. I’ve called Hannah and Roger. They said nothing is amiss. Everything is set for the two women to leave before dawn. I’m glad we aren’t involved, especially you.” “Jon, is it bad of me to not be able to feel anything vaguely sympathetic for either of them?” “I don’t think so. They’re getting what they deserve. I’m hoping that they’ll get the death penalty.” “Me, too.”

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“Come on. You have to get up. We’re just about to dock and I want us off the boat and on the plane as soon as possible.” A sudden bump against the boat caused them to fall onto the bed. “Stay here. Let me make sure it was the boat rubbing against the pier.” Turning somewhat pale, she nodded. He left the room and returned a short time later. He told her a log was in the way and everything was fine. Lexie excused herself to freshen up. Within minutes they were off the boat and everything loaded into an SUV to take them out to the plane. Armed guards surrounded it. Lexie’s thoughts turned to dignitaries. Thirty minutes later, the plane was in the air. When things leveled out, Jon picked up a sleeping Lexie and took her to the small bedroom, laying her down on the bed. He so wanted to make love to her, but knew she needed her rest. They’d christen the plane another time. He pushed hair back from her face, gave her a kiss on her cheek, covered her and quietly left the room. Soon he was settled in his seat at work on some overdue paperwork. He felt sleepy, so he closed his eyes. What seemed like a short time later, David buzzed him to come to the cockpit. He had an important message. He checked his watch and wondered who could possibly be calling him after midnight. When he arrived, David handed him a set of headphones. He sat in the co-pilot’s seat while David plugged him into the phone. “Hello,” he said. “Jon, Roger here. I’m afraid we have some disturbing news about Mrs. Winston and Mrs. Marshall being transported to Texas. On a lone stretch of road just before the Texas state line, the vehicle in which they were riding blew up. The bodies have been positively identified as well as that of the driver. An investigation is underway.” “Dear God, Roger. Was anyone else hurt?” “Some debris damage to the escort vehicles. Several of the officers suffered minor burns. All except one of them has been released from the hospital.” “Do you have any idea who might be responsible for this?” “We have nothing yet except one interesting bit of news. Antoine, or someone fitting his description, was seen at the Louis Armstrong International Airport in New Orleans around ten last night.

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He boarded a plane just before midnight. The plane was scheduled to fly directly to St. Croix. That’s all the information we were able to obtain from the airline.” “Roger, do Lexie and I need to return home or go on to the bar?” “I’d say you need a nice long drink, so go to the bar. Give me a call later this afternoon, say, around two, my time. You know where I’ll be.” “Talk to you then.”

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Jon stayed in the cockpit and talked to David. When they were about a hundred miles from the ranch, he decided to wake Lexie. He wrapped her blanket around her, took her to the seating area and held her while he told her what happened. She didn’t speak for a while and then she asked for the details. “I can’t feel anything for either of those women, Jon. They’ve made our lives a living hell and I just can’t feel anything. Do I have to do anything with her body?” “I’ll take care of everything and, no, you don’t have to see them. Why don’t I buckle you in next to me and you can go back to sleep. We’ll be at the ranch in just a little while.” He fixed her up, leaving her wrapped in the blanket. She drifted back into sleep and her head fell onto his shoulder. The plane landed just as the sun came up over the mountains. Jon saw the caps of snow on top and smiled. He was home, at least the home he’d always called his very own. When the plane taxied to the end of the runway, he unbuckled both seat belts. Hank and several of his helpers were there to unload the plane. Hank’s wife, Bertha (known to the ranch hands as Bert), drove the station wagon to take Jon and Lexie to the house. Lexie slept through the ride to the main house. David called ahead to request the bed in the master suite be made ready for a sleeping Lexie. Jon carried her upstairs and lay her on the bed. He took off her shoes, covered her up again and went downstairs. He smelled coffee and bacon when he walked into the kitchen. Bert handed him a mug of coffee and a plate of food and told him to go sit with Hank and the boys. They’d already heard the news about the car explosion. He explained the events of the last couple of months while he ate his food. He went back to check on Lexie, somewhat worried about her sleeping so long. When he walked into the room, Bert was busy putting everything away and he could hear the shower going. Two coffee mugs sat on the bedside table along with the remnants of two plates of food. “I see you and Lexie have been getting acquainted,” he said with a chuckle.

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“I didn’t want that little thing waking up in a strange room. She’s a tiny thing, isn’t she?” she shook her head. Holding up some of Lexie’s clothes, she said, “Hell, I couldn’t get my big toe in some of these duds. You planning to take her to town and get her outfitted proper like?” “Yes-um. I plan to do that this afternoon. So, what do you think of my future wife?” “I think you’ve made a right smart choice, I surely do. She suits you. You’ll make some beautiful babies for me to spoil. I’ve missed the sounds of babies.” “I tell you what, Bert. If fate is on our side, there should be a little one before the year is out. How’s that?” “I like it. I like it very much. When is the wedding?” “What do you like, Bert?” said Lexie coming back into the room. “I was tellin’ your man here that I hope they’ll be little ones before long.” Lexie put a hand to her abdomen and smiled as she said, “I hope so, Bert.” Bert smiled and started to open the tote. Jon took it from her, saying she didn’t need to bother with that. She just smiled, took the breakfast tray and quietly left the room. “Okay, Jon. You’ve got my curiosity up. What’s in that tote you guard with your life?” “If you must know, I brought some things out of your box of toys you keep in the closet. I thought we might experiment while we’re here, if you’re willing. I’m just surprised you know what some of these things are and even more surprised you purchased them. Want to tell me about it?” “You know damn well why I purchased those things. I put them away when you laughed at me,” she said in a whispering voice. “Sweetheart, I didn’t laugh at you. I thought you understood that. I…” “I understand. I figured I’d never use them, so I put them away. Over the years I wondered why I didn’t just donate them to the whorehouse or one of those clubs. They’ve never been out of the packages…unless you took them out.” “No, I didn’t take them out. I want to go through them with you and talk about where we start. You and I have an awesome chemistry and I’d like to explore it further. What do you think?” “Yes. But you have to promise to teach me about them and be gentle with me.” “You know I will. Why don’t you get dressed and I’ll go take my shower. Wear slacks and comfortable shoes, we’re going shopping this afternoon, you need ranch clothes.” “Yes, Master. But you have to help me get them on. With this cast, my ability to dress myself is limited.”

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“I’d much rather take them off, but I’ll help you. Can’t let the men see you in the altogether, can we?” He kissed her. She smiled as he went into the bathroom. Lexie sat on the side of the bed and waited. She was tempted to look into the tote, but didn’t. She wanted Jon to explain each item and why he’d brought it. It’s going to be an interesting experience, being with him, she thought. Jon finished his bath, helped her dress and dressed himself. Lexie was quite pleased with the way her man looked in his jeans. The tight fit showcased his perfect ass and the front of the jeans looked quite tempting. She wanted to unzip the skintight jeans and take him into her mouth. The longsleeved shirt tucked into them showed off his muscular build. He added the boots and Stetson and she nearly fainted. “Do you see something you like, chere?” he asked a bemused expression on his face. “Oh, yes, I most certainly do, sir,” she replied with a fluttering of her eyelashes and her pink tongue licking her lips. His jeans became tighter as his cock lengthened. “Honey, if you keep talking like that, we won’t make it out of this room today.” “Would that be so bad?” She couldn’t resist running her forefinger down the middle of his zipper. He grabbed her hand, looked her in the eye and said, “Enough, for now. Let’s go.” They left the room, headed down the stairs and out the front door. Hank sat on the front porch drinking his last cup of coffee for the morning.

He smiled when he saw the pained expression on Jon’s face and the

mischievous grin on Lexie’s. They didn’t see his amused expression.

*****

Jon took Lexie through the shops in the quaint little town where everyone knew everyone else. By the time they were halfway through shopping, people welcomed her by name. They lunched at a small diner, a favorite of Jon’s. The owners, Jace and Betsy Barlow, insisted the couple accept lunch on them as their welcome to Lexie. She smiled and thanked them for their hospitality. She fell asleep on the way back to the ranch. He called his local doctor, briefly filled him in on recent events and explained his concerns about her sleeping so much. He wanted to be sure it wasn’t a

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sign of something more serious than fatigue. Doctor Bailey told Jon to bring her on into his office. Jon gave him the name and phone number of her personal doctor. He then placed a call to Lexie’s doctor and left word that Dr. Bailey would be calling for information and why.

*****

Jon paced the waiting room while Doc Bailey examined Lexie.

Donna, the doc’s nurse,

interrupted his thoughts to tell him Doc wanted him to come to the office. “What’s wrong with her, Doc? She sleeps all the time.” “Jon, in my opinion, Lexie is fine. I can’t find anything physically wrong but I suspect, from what she’s told me, that she’s exhausted still. I spoke with her doctor in Louisiana before you brought her in and he filled me in on all the happenings. Donna is taking blood now. She will probably need some iron to start. Plenty of rest, sunshine and your love will help. Bert’s cooking will take care of the rest.” The door to his office opened and Lexie walked into the room, Donna behind her. Jon smiled and pulled a chair close to him for her to sit. He needed to hold her close. “Lexie,” the doctor said, “I want to see you in a week. In the meantime, I want you to take vitamins daily, get plenty of rest and exercise your arm.” “Thanks, Dr. Bailey. I’ll see you in a week.” “Donna will give you your appointment card. Welcome to our little village.” “Thank you.” “Let’s get your home and into bed,” Jon said. “Only if you’re with me.” They returned to the ranch to find a message to call Roger as soon as possible.

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Jon and Lexie took their new purchases to their room. He left her to unpack and went to the library next door to return Roger’s call. “Agent Dubois.” “Roger, I have a message you called.

Is there something new to report on last night’s

occurrences?” “I hope you’re sitting down for this one. We received a call from the facility where Andre is currently residing. The night guard found him lying on the floor of the kitchen with a butcher knife sticking out of his chest.” “Oh, God. Has anyone notified Carolyn?” “That’s why I’m calling you. We sent an officer to your apartment this morning and it was empty. The doorman told the officer Mrs. Boudreaux left after dinner last night with her two children and her mother, each carrying a suitcase. She did leave an envelope to be opened by you only. It has been fingerprinted and there are no prints of known felons on it. The security tape for the lobby verifies the young man’s statement. I’m asking your permission to open this envelope.” “Please, open it and read it to me.” He began, “Dear Jon, I’m taking Mom and the children to our secret hideaway. Until I’m in Montana and this mess is cleared up, I won’t feel safe. I hope you understand. With all my love, Caro” “Jon, do you have any idea where she went?” “Yes, they’ve gone to my camp on Lake Pontchartrain.” “Has the phone number changed?” “No, but you aren’t going to call her, are you?” “Oh, no. Hannah and I will head down there after I hang up. I know you and Lex just left, but I think it might be a good idea if you came back as soon as possible. The legal red tape has turned this into a nightmare.” “Roger, what about Paul? Did anyone harm him?” “No”

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“That’s good to hear. Lexie will be happy about that, at least. I’ll have David ready the plane and we’ll head back first thing in the morning. Lexie is still pretty weak and needs one full night of sleep.” “I’ll tell Joss and Jack you’re coming home. Let me know your ETA and they’ll meet you at the airport.” “Thanks. Give Caro my love and tell her I’ll be home tomorrow.” “Hannah sends her best to you two.” “Good bye.” “Jon, what was that all about?” Lexie asked. “There’s been another murder.” “Oh-my-God, who?” “Someone put a knife into Andre’s chest last night. A guard found him lying on the kitchen floor. Paul wasn’t hurt.” “What about Caro? Why did she go to the lake?” “She left me a note that said she didn’t feel safe. She packed up her mom and the kids last night and drove down. What a damn fool thing for her to do in light of everything else right now.” “Don’t be too hard on her, please. She’s been through so much. I can only imagine how she must feel, poor thing. Her husband in prison, he drained all their finances and she’s depending on you for a living. I’ll start packing and we’ll go on back home.” “Sweetheart, you can pack, but we won’t leave until tomorrow morning. I want you to have one good night’s rest before we head back. I somehow feel quite sure Roger will be able to take care of my sister.” “Well, when you call, let me talk to her. I want her to know I’m here for her if she needs me. After all, we’re family now.” “Yes, we are. We’ll be even more family once I get you to the altar, Miss Marshall.” He punctuated his statement by taking her mouth with his. She melted against him as he made love to her mouth. If only he’d do that with his cock, she’d be so happy. She felt the moisture seep out of her body and flood her panties. She moaned, rubbing her abdomen against his erection, which lengthened, the urge to touch too much. Her hand left his shoulder and traveled down to the front of his jeans. He was so large she was unable to feel the whole of him, so she rubbed her hand up and down.

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When he angled her head, she unzipped his jeans. She slipped her hand inside, grasped his engorged cock and squeezed. She wrapped her hand around as much of him as possible before she felt herself being picked up and seated on his desk. She didn’t release him. She felt the moisture bead on head and used her thumb to spread it. Jon broke the kiss. “If you keep that up, it’ll be over before we begin.” He pried her fingers from his cock. “Lean back.” She leaned back on the desk. He pulled her to the edge and removed her shorts and panties. “Put your legs around me.” He used his hand to rub his hardness up and down the valley of her swollen folds before plunging into her. He pulled her back up and told her to uncover herself for him. Lexie pulled up her shirt and opened her bra. “Put your right nipple in my mouth.” She hissed when he sucked her breast into his mouth. It proved her undoing. She grabbed his shoulders to hold on to while he plunged in and out of her body and suckled her breast, biting her nipple with each thrust. He could feel her body tense in readiness for her release. He moved his right hand to press his thumb against her clit. Her nerve endings were sizzling as her body climbed to the final crest. He slowed down to let her gather her strength. She panted with every breath. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. She thought she was dying. Her body felt ready to explode and he was slowing down. Then he rammed back into her, touching her womb. She clamped down on him and called his name. “Oh, God, Jon!” She flew again, flooding the head of his cock with her release. He filled her womb and held her until she quieted. He picked her up and took her to the bathroom, still embedded deep inside her. He sat down on the edge of the tub and turned on the water. The way she sat on his lap, she felt him sink further into her body. They were, indeed, one body and one soul. The water flowed into the tub. He removed her clothes and looked at her nude body. Her skin glowed soft, almost translucent. A few freckles sprinkled over her breasts and around her belly button. Her smooth mound glistened with their combined juices and sent up the heady aroma of spent passion. He leaned over to get her hair clip from the side of the sink driving his cock into her at a most interesting angle. Her muscles tightened around him.

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He piled her hair up and clipped it into place; he lifted her from his cock and sat her down into the swirling hot water, being careful of her arm. He added some bubbles to the water. She smiled at him. “What are you smiling about?” “I’ve always loved a bubble bath.” Jon removed his clothes and climbed into the tub, sitting behind her and spreading his legs out on either side of her, trapping her between them. Lexie leaned back against him and closed her eyes while Jon washed her body. She felt him stir. “I didn’t think a man could get hard so soon.” “It’s you, chere. You do this to me.” “You aren’t going to waste it, are you?” she egged. “No, my petite, I’d never waste a good hard-on when I have you. Are you ready?” “I’m always ready.” He lifted her and pushed himself deep into her body, pulling her back against him. “Don’t move. Just enjoy.” “Jon, can I ask you a question?” She was timid suddenly. “Yes?” He asked his mouth to her ear. “Do you plan to take me back there?” “What do you mean by ‘back there’, chere?” He wanted her to say it, his length expanding as the thought drifted through his mind. “Do you plan to take me in my…I can’t say it.” “Yes, you can. You read historical romances. What do they call it?” he teased, hoping it would help her relax and talk with him. “How do you know about that?” “I found one on your bedside table one night and thumbed through it. Now, say it.” “They usually say things like ‘dark hole’.” “Okay, then say that if it’ll make you feel better.” “You know what I’m asking, why don’t you just answer me?” “Because I want you to say the words, chere.” Taking a deep breath, she said, “Do you plan to take my dark hole?” “Only if you’re willing to allow it. You enjoyed my fingers, didn’t you?” She nodded.

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“My cock in your ass will be a wonderful experience, for both of us. It will be the first time for me, too.” “You’ve never done it before?” “No, chere. You’re the only woman who makes me want to experience everything.” He flexed his cock, still buried deep inside her body and she moaned. “Spread your legs and put them over mine. I want to touch you.” She did and he reached down to flick her clit with his fingers, knowing she would explode when he did. She felt the sting of his flick in her womb. Her muscles tightened and she exploded the same time he did.

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He woke after ten o’clock, dressed and went down to the kitchen. He found instructions from Bert. She added a note saying breakfast would be ready at eight in the morning. At the bottom of the page, David added a line. The plane would be ready to leave around nine. “Nothing like privacy around here,” he said to himself with a chuckle. He walked to the still hot coffee pot. He picked up a mug, filled it and sat down. This place felt more like home than the huge mansion. Furnished with period furniture he’d picked up in antique shops and estate sales around the area. He was most proud of his office. It looked like something out of a western movie. A gun case stood in the corner and a stone fireplace took up most of one wall. All modern electronic equipment was housed in an armoire he’d picked up at a local estate auction. The leather sofa and the remainder of the furnishings had belonged to a local attorney during the turn of the century. On the outside it looked like the typical two-storied farmhouse. He loved sitting out on the front porch late in the evenings, sitting in the swing and watching the sunset. Bert hung flowerpots filled with blooming flowers that changed with the seasons. The welcome mat was changed constantly and the porch chairs kept in pristine condition. Her one concession was an old fashion spittoon by one of the chairs. Hank liked to sit out there in the evenings with his knife and a piece of wood. The spittoon caught the shavings, which were used in the fire. He followed Bert’s directions to heat up the food, set the table, adding a mug for Lexie. “Need some help, cowboy?” she asked from behind him.

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“Well, ma’am, I do believe I’ve got your vittles warmed and ready for you to chow down.” He went to her, put his arms around her. When she looked up at him, he asked, “Are you okay?” “I’m fine, Jon. Now, kiss me, cowboy, and feed me. All that exercise has made me hungry,” she said with a chuckle. He pulled out her chair and said, “Ma’am, you sit right here and I’ll fix you a plate of food Bert left us.”

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They ate and took mugs of coffee to the den, his other favorite room in the house. A picture window faced the mountains. The room had a nice overstuffed sofa large enough to comfortably sleep on it. The other chairs around the room were just as comfortable. Artifacts from the area blended in with the antiques and local artwork. Jon lit a fire and they curled up on the sofa to talk. “Jon, what happens when we get home?” “We have to help Caro with the funeral arrangements. I’ll have to get the auditors in to do a thorough job with the company’s books. When was the last time you talked to Jo?” “I talked to her the day I came home from the hospital. She says she’s staying in Texas with Conrad and wanted to know if I’d buy her out. I told her I’d think about it.” “It’s your shop, chere. Do what you think best.” “I’d like to reopen. I want to talk to Mother about combining her shop with mine. I’ll suggest we go through her inventory. She may just want to get rid of it all considering what she’s been through all these years. I own that whole building and it’s a shame to let a portion of it sit unoccupied.” “What are you thinking?” “I think we should call it a night.” “Bossy already and we’re not even married. How will I ever stand it?” “Silly man.” Jon set the alarm clock for six. He pulled her to him and kissed her good night. She turned around with her back to him with her adorable ass snuggled against his growing hardness. He put his arm around her and lay his head next to hers.

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He woke when the alarm sounded. He wondered what she’d think about waking with his cock embedded in her. Only one way to find out, he mused. He pulled her back against him, putting her right leg over his. Slowly, he ran his hand down the front of her body and slipped his fingers into her wet heat. He chuckled, put his mouth to her ear and said, “Someone else has the same idea, I see.” “Oh, yes. I’ve been lying here wishing you’d make love to me before we’re forced to face the new day.” “Your wish is my command, my lady,” he said as he buried two fingers in her drenched heat. “You’ve been wishing for a while, huh?” “Mmm.” Jon spread his fingers to ready her. She angled her body to make it easier for him. He used his wet fingers to rub the head of his cock and with one long thrust, buried himself to the hilt. He angled her forward and put the heel of his hand against her lower abdomen, feeling his cock buried inside her. He placed the pads of his two fingers on her clit and rubbed them back and forth as he thrust in and out of her body. They were so in tune with one another it only took a couple thrusts to bring them to culmination. He held her close and let their bodies cool down. When his cock had returned to normal, it slipped out on its own. “Good morning, chere.” “Good morning, love. Will we do this every morning, I hope?” “Absolutely. The best way I know to start the day. Come let’s take a quick shower and get our things together.” He put the plastic wrapping on her arm to shield it from the water before they got into the shower.

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They were packed and their possessions on the way to the plane as they sat down to a hearty breakfast.

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Normally a picky eater, Lexie dug into the food. “Hungry this morning are ya?” asked Bert, unable to hold back her chuckle. “It’s all this fresh air, Bert,” she replied, trying to hide the blush spreading across her face. “I wish we could stay longer. I’d like to see the ranch and get to know everyone better.” “Once you get everything straightened out, you’ll be back. Jon loves this place. I’ve watched him over the years and sometimes I think he loves it here more than he loves the heat and humidity of Louisiana. I know I do.” “Did you live in Louisiana, Bert?” “Yep, that’s how he found me and Hank. We lost our farm one year when the weather killed our crops. He was in the bank the day we found out they was foreclosing on us. I was making a racket about losing my home and Jon came over to see if we needed help. Didn’t know us from Adam. The bank manager apologized to him and said they didn’t have no choice but to take the farm. Jon paid for a place for us to stay for a while, but Hank couldn’t find no work he was suited for.” “Jon appeared at our door one day and wanted to know how we’d like to move to Montana. I thought he’d lost his mind. I didn’t hardly know where Montana was. He explained he had a ranch and needed someone to run it for him. He wanted to know if I’d like to keep his house for him. And that’s how it happened. We’ve been here for nigh on four years now. I love it and don’t ever want to leave.”“Jon is a good man. That’s one of the reasons I love him the way I do.” The subject of their conversation spoke, “You two are embarrassing me. Let’s finish and get out to the plane.” “I’m ready.” Jon looked at Bert and said, “I want you to go to town and get yourself the fanciest dress you can find, Bert. Make Hank get a tux, too. I’ll send David back with the plane so you can come to our wedding.” “Jon, you don’t have…” “I don’t have to do anything, but you two are invited to the wedding and that’s that. We’ll let you know when we set the date. It will be soon, I can tell you that.” Bert looked at Lexie, her face red, and said, “I love it when a man gets manly, don’t you?” “Yes, I do.”

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The trip back to Louisiana passed uneventfully. When the plane landed just after lunch, Harold and Lily were waiting for them at the private airstrip. When everyone was inside, Harold brought them up-to-date. “Roger told me the officials at Angola aren’t sure how it happened. A guard found Andre when he made his nightly rounds. Medical Examiner thinks the body was there for a few hours. He’ll know more after the autopsy this afternoon.” “What about Caro, Daddy. Is she back yet?” “Honey, Roger brought her back to town this morning. She left the kids and her mom at Jon’s place down on the lake. She didn’t want them more upset than they are.” Jon spoke, “Is there anything new on the bombing and Antoine’s disappearance?” Harold shook his head. “No. His wife called the police to report him missing. He hasn’t been home in days and his office was cleaned out. She did find an envelope addressed to her. Inside was a note telling her how much he loved her. Then an attorney called her to say she was the recipient of her late great-uncle’s estate. The estate was a savings account booklet and a checkbook, each with a balance of a million dollars. She voluntarily turned them over to the FBI. They will let her know whether or not the accounts are legitimate.” “I can’t believe that man,” Jon said. “He had his fingers in everything in town and we find out he’s been manipulated by a couple of women and my former partner. Speaking of former partners, where is Villerie?” “He sits in jail awaiting his trial. I hope you plan to attend some of the sessions. It’ll look good for you two to be there, considering everything he and the two women did to you.” They discussed going to the trial as a family. Lily and Lexie talked about wedding plans while Jon and Harold discussed legal business. Harold and Lily went inside with them for a while. Lexie wanted her mother to see the house she called home. After an early dinner, Harold and Lily went home, leaving Jon and Lexie alone, at last. They unpacked and Lexie went into the bathroom to run water for a nice long soak. She was tired, her arm hurt and she wanted Jon to hold her. She walked back into the bedroom as he opened the tote to move the toys back into their own box. “Whatcha doing?” “Putting your playthings back where I found them. I’m sorry we weren’t able to use them this time.” “Ah. Isn’t there anything in there you’d like to play with tonight?” He looked at the expression on her face. She was tired but seemed game for anything he wanted to do with her. This turned him on more than anything, other than the woman standing before him.

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“Lex, come here so I can take your clothes off,” he commanded. Lexie slowly moved to stand in front of him. Jon removed each item of clothing and kissed the part of her skin he uncovered. By the time he pulled her panties down her legs, she was sopping. He looked up at her and said, “Just a little taste” and put his hands on her hips to bring her to his mouth. “Spread your legs for me.” She did and his tongue invaded her slit and settled on her clit. He sucked it into this mouth as he moved one hand down to her wet heat and plunged two fingers into her swollen sheath. “Hold on,” he said as he made love to her with his mouth and fingers. When she crested, her knees became weak. He smiled against her skin. He looked up at her expression and passion-filled eyes and said, “You go sit in the tub. I’ll be there shortly.” When she went into the bathroom, he removed his clothes and then rummaged through the tote for a particular toy and some lubricant. It would work nicely in the tub. Taking it out of the wrapper, he carried it with him to the bathroom. She’d wrapped plastic around her arm, turned on the jets to the Jacuzzi and was sitting with her eyes closed and enjoying the effect on her body. Jon got into the tub and sat near one of the jets. “I want to try something, chere.” She came to him, kneeling in front of where he sat. Jon turned her so the jet could stimulate her clit while he worked on another part of her body. He moved behind her. “You asked me a question last night. Tonight we take the first step.” She nodded her permission. “I want you to open yourself so the pulsing water will work on your clit. Spread your legs a little further and arch your back for me. I won’t let you fall.” When he had her like he wanted her, he applied the lube to her puckered flesh. He pressed lightly until his finger disappeared inside. She gasped at the intrusion when he wiggled his finger. He crooked his finger and moved it around inside before adding a second finger. He spread them to open her, adding more lube as he plunged in and out. He used his other hand to rub the plug up and down her slit, when he removed his fingers. “Don’t tense on me, chere,” he said as he gently pushed the plug past her muscle and watched it disappear inside. “Okay?” he asked. “Yes,” she whispered. He sat down and picked her up, letting her straddle his lap and face him. The plug felt strange when she moved. “You can wear it tonight and I’ll remove it in the morning.” He sank deep inside her body. The feel of his cock in her tight sheath rubbing against the plug was very erotic. “Jon, help me.”

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“Hold on and ride me.” She did and he put his fingers to her clit. Their orgasms were strong enough to cause Lexie to faint momentarily.

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Chapter Forty-One

Lexie and Jon fell into a routine after their first night back home. They made love often. Lexie took a larger plug each night and Jon began to introduce some of her toys to their lovemaking. She woke one morning to a strange sensation deep inside her. Jon’s hand was on her abdomen rubbing in a circular motion just above her mound. Whatever he’d put inside her was doing its job. Within seconds she experienced a strong orgasm. He put his mouth to her ear and said, “Did you like that?” “What did you do to me? The experience was beyond words.” “You have your pleasure balls deep inside you. They’re weighted for maximum pleasure. The pressure on your abdomen rubbed them against your plug.” He carefully removed the balls and buried himself inside her, coming to orgasm quicker than he’d wanted. “Jon, I’m going to be sick.” His face lit up at the thought running through his mind. He got out of bed and picked her up. He just made it to the bathroom before she was violently ill. He knelt beside her to hold her head and wipe her forehead. When she’d finished being sick, he gave her some mouthwash to clean her mouth. He sat on the bath rug, leaned against the tub and held her until she no longer shivered. “Oh, God. I’ve never been so sick before. Hold me closer, I’m so cold.” “I’ve got you,” he said as he pulled her closer, reaching for a towel from the heated rack to wrap around her. When she was calm again, he said, “Maybe we’d better call the doctor.” “I have an appointment this afternoon to have my arm and cast checked.” “Chere, I don’t mean that doctor,” he said her ear. He got the results he wanted when she sat straight up and looked at him. “We’re pregnant?” she asked, her eyes as big as saucers starting to mist over. “It’s a good bet. We’ve certainly tried hard enough.” He smiled. “You know what this means?” she asked innocently. “I think it means that you’re going to be a Mommy and I’m going to be Daddy.”

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She pinched him. “That’s not what I meant.” “We have to move up the wedding date. I’m not waiting six more months.” “Me, either. Any ideas, other than eloping?” she asked as she put a hand to her abdomen. She wanted to jump up and down in glee, but knew she’d be sick again if she did. “How about your original idea? We marry in the garden out back. I’m sure the priest will be amenable to that,” he said as he laid his hand over hers. “Imagine, our own child.” She looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, “I’m so happy, even if I stay sick forever. I’m going to have your baby like I’ve always dreamed.” She laid her head back against his chest, their hands still together. “It’s been my dream, too, chere. Do you feel like standing now? We’ll take a shower, get dressed and go get your cast off. Do you have a woman’s doctor?” “Yes. Do you plan to go with me?” “Oh, chere, this is something I would never miss. Stand up and lean over the tub. We have to remove an item before we leave this morning.” Lexie bent over and he removed her plug, rubbing the area until her muscles returned to normal. It wouldn’t be long now. He’d be able to feel their child from two places. The thought caused his cock to expand. Not now, he thought.

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They left the doctor’s office, her arm in a smaller cast, and walked down the hall to the gynecologist’s office. The waiting room was full of ladies in various stages of pregnancy. Lexie informed the receptionist she’d like to move her yearly appointment to the first available date. The young lady looked at her with a questioning expression and Lexie gave a slight nod. “Will your young man accompany you on your visits, Miss Marshall?” “Yes, my husband will be with me.” Suitably admonished, the receptionist gave her an appointment for the next day. Jon asked for information on morning sickness and how to treat it. The receptionist informed him they would receive that information from the doctor during the appointment. When they were outside the office, he asked, “Is that woman always so nosey and rude?” “I never noticed before. I just usually write my name on the appointment list, sit down with a book and wait to be called. Where to next, sir?”

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“I think we should stop by the drug store and get some pregnancy tests. I don’t want to wait until tomorrow to find out. Then, we’ll go home, do the tests and give your parents a call about moving up the wedding date?” “You’re reading my mind again, Jon.” “It sometimes happens with old married couples, chere.” “Oh. I didn’t realize we were old.” She laughed and he pulled her closer.

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Jon and Lexie looked at the results of the third test and it, too, was positive. “I’m the luckiest and happiest man in the world. At least until your father kills me for impregnating his only daughter.” “My father will be ecstatic. Shall we call them?” “Yes, and then we’ll spend the rest of the day making love, ignoring the phones, doorbells and pagers.” “Sounds like a plan.” She dialed her father’s penthouse. He answered on the third ring, sounding a little winded when he did. “Dad, did I interrupt something…oh, I’m sorry. We have something we want to talk to you and Mom about…yes, we can be there in an hour…yes, we’ll stay for dinner. Bye.” “It only takes one phone call to ruin plans,” he mused. “We have all the time in the world, well, about eight more months.” “Lexie, do you want to stay here or move down to Magnolia Plantation?” “I want to stay here for now. I put things in motion to rebuild the shop. In fact, I need to call the architect and make an appointment. We’ll start with that before we talk babies, okay? If we don’t, I imagine we’ll never be given a chance to discuss anything else. Dad is big on early planning. I venture to say this child’s life will be planned out by the time we get home tonight.” “Planned out, how, chere?” “Pre-school, secondary education, university and grad school.” “Good God, I haven’t even thought beyond delivery.” “We have to purchase furniture. Actually, furniture for all our homes.” “Don’t forget the camp by the lake.”

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“We can go on-line tonight and visit baby sites. I’m sure we’ll have to register before people start asking. We have to call Bert and Hank as soon as we know. This child will have a network of people looking out for him.” “Chere, we could be having a miniature you, you know?” “Jon? Suppose we have twins?” she asked with a perplexed look on her face. “Twice the joy,” he laughed.

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Chapter Forty-Two

The visit to her parents proved interesting in several respects. Harold Marshall told them he’d asked Lily to marry him as soon as they could schedule it with the priest. Lexie and Jon congratulated them and were asked to share a glass of champagne with them. “Dad, I…” she looked at Jon for help. “Sir, we found out today that we’re going to be parents. Lexie should have a glass of ginger ale rather than the champagne.” She held on to him for support, expecting the worst from her parents. She got a big surprise when her father grabbed Jon and hugged him, telling him how happy he was and wanted to know when. Her mother stood back and observed her daughter with a motherly expression of love Lexie experienced for the second time in her life. They were crying when Lily opened her arms and her daughter went to her. The men left them alone to share the moment. When they joined the men, she went into Jon’s arms. “Doesn’t the grandfather get a hug?” her father asked. “Oh, Daddy, of course he does.”

She pulled away from Jon and turned to her dad who

enveloped her in his loving embrace. “I’m happy for you, my dear. You’ve made me so proud over the years. You know you’ve always been the daughter of my heart, now you’re my daughter for real. Your mom and I would like to ask you something. Why don’t you sit down and we’ll talk. I don’t want you on your feet too much.” “Father, one hovering man is enough, please.” Harold chuckled and pulled Lily beside him on the sofa. “Lily and I would like to have your birth certificate re-issued with the proper information on it.” She paused momentarily stunned. “Yes! Yes! I’d be honored. I’ll sign whatever you want.” She went to the sofa, leaned down and hugged them. “I know this won’t erase the past, but it’s a start for the future. You know how much I love you and I’ve a good idea how much your mother does as well.” “Dad, you’ve made me the happiest daughter in the world. I have my true parents, the man I’ve loved all my life and I’m going to have his child. What more could I ask for?”

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When they returned home, Jon fixed them a mug of hot tea and carried it to the living room. Lexie arranged pillows on the floor in front of the fire for them to sit on. She leaned back against him. “Feels like we’ve come full circle, Jon.” “Yes, it does, doesn’t it? You’ve had quite a day today.” “We both have. I meant what I said back there. I’ve everything I’ve ever wanted and more. Take me to bed and hold me tonight, please.” “Mmm.” They turned out the lights, checked the alarm and went to bed. He held her against him as they fell asleep.

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Over the next three weeks, their life together became one appointment after another, leaving only the evenings and nights to be alone together. Jon, Lexie and Harold Marshall met with their attorneys and put into motion the paperwork to clear their names. The Grand Jury found sufficient evidence to send Guidry Villerie to trial for embezzlement, attempted murder, kidnapping and fraud. His trial was set for early August. He would spend the interim in the state prison, Angola. Occasionally someone would report seeing Antoine Boudreaux in the South of France, on the beaches of Cancun and various hot spots around the globe. Carolyn, the children and her mother moved into Jon’s condo. He reinstated her in the position of Office Manager and gave her the task of re-organizing the security company. Hannah spent long days with Roger working on various connected cases and saw Sam in her spare time. They went to dinner at least twice a week. She realized the feelings she had for him were a childhood crush and not the passionate longings she imagined. They discussed their true feelings for one another one evening over a late dinner and drinks, surprised to find he’d come to the same conclusion. He finally told her about the perverted celebration his and Jon’s fathers arranged for their eighteenth birthdays. They held one another as they cried for the things they’d missed during their youth and the horrible things done to them. Afterward, they made a pact to always stay friends. Sam told her he thought Roger had a thing for her and she gave him a dirty

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look. “Marry an FBI agent? You’ve gotta be kidding,” was her reply. She would discover just how serious Roger was about her as they worked through the complicated cases. Lexie and Jon stood witness to her parent’s marriage and she signed the necessary papers for a corrected birth certificate to be issued. They saw doctors, met with architects, shopped for baby things and, finally, she found the perfect wedding dress. Then the cast finally came off.

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The rehearsal and dinner were a success. Jo introduced everyone to her new husband and Sam took Carolyn under his wing at dinner. They were seen holding hands during dessert. Lexie called Jon’s attention to the two and he smiled his approval. Lexie looked at the group sitting together, happy to see the way her friends were paired. Scott and Judy looked happy and she hoped for an announcement from that corner very soon. Roger’s attention to Hannah, offering her bits of food from his fingers, also gave her hope. How erotic, she thought. Leaning over to Jon, she whispered in his ear for him to glance toward the one couple oblivious to everyone else. Annie told Jon he’d have to say goodnight after dinner because it was bad luck for him to see Lexie until she came to him down the aisle tomorrow. “I’m not leaving her tonight. You ladies be quiet in the morning if you get to the house before we wake up.” “But, Jon…” “No, and that’s final.” Jon’s remark rang through the room louder than he’d meant it to be. The room suddenly became quiet and then everyone stood and applauded. Sam raised his glass of wine and said, “A toast to a man who knows what he wants.” Jon finished the statement with, “and takes it.” He stood, thanked everyone for their support and told Lexie to say goodnight. Lexie, not being able to resist, put on her Gracie Allan look and said, “Goodnight, Lexie.” He pulled her to him and said, “Just what I wanted, a smartass for a wife,” and kissed her. He looked back at their family and friends. “Seriously, Lex and I thank you all for being here for us over the last couple of months. I’ve loved her since the first time I saw her and I don’t intend to ever let her go. My bride is tired so I’m taking her home. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

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When they were in the car and on their way home, she looked at him and said, “I wish it was tomorrow night.” “Me, too, chere.” When they arrived back at the house, he took her straight to the bedroom and shut the door. As a second thought, he locked it and she laughed. “Come here, you,” he said. “I want to strip those clothes off your body and love you all night long. But first, we’ll get our stuff packed and then I want to give you part of your wedding present.” “I want to give you yours, too,” she said quietly. Together they packed. Her parents giving them their honeymoon, a rental car and a two-week stay in a bed and breakfast in an actual castle just outside Edinburgh, Scotland stunned Lexie by her father remembering her childhood wish. She’d been more stunned when she discovered Jon had triggered her father’s memory during one of their many conversations. David would fly them out tomorrow afternoon after they cut the wedding cake. He gave her a box wrapped in a beautiful, multi-colored silk scarf. When she opened the box, she found a set of diamond and pearl earrings, a pearl choker and a pair of non-piercing nipple rings, each with a pearl drop attached. “Jon, they’re beautiful. I don’t know what to say.” “Say you’ll wear them tomorrow. In fact, I want to adorn your beautiful nipples with the jewelry tonight.” “Yes.” She sounded breathless. “There’s something else I want you to have, Lexie.” He pulled another, smaller, box from his pocket and opened it, showing her the most beautiful diamond and pearl engagement ring she’d ever seen. “I had your other jewelry designed to match this ring. I ask once more. Will you marry me, Lexie Marshall?” “Yes, I’ll marry you. I’ve never wanted anyone else.” She held out a shaking hand for him to put the ring on her finger. Once on, he brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. Still shaken and at a loss for words, she picked up her present and handed it to him. “Jon I want to share more than my love with you.” He opened the box to find a key to her heart on a chain and a copy of the deed to her house with his name added. Jon kissed her with a passion that caused her knees to go weak. He could feel her nipples harden against his chest. Slowly, he gentled the kiss and pulled back. Her eyes were shuttered, showing the passion she felt.

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“Take your clothes off for me.” He told her. Lexie very slowly removed her clothes, teasing him as each item came off. When completely nude, she stood before him, nervous. Jon twisted and pulled her nipples between forefingers and thumbs, noticing the changes taking place in them. Each nipple ring had a loop he put around it and pulled it tight enough to keep it on. He stood back and looked at his handiwork. She was beautiful. He would get the rest of the set when they returned from their trip. He wasn’t ready to explain some things to the Customs agent. He turned her around and pointed her in the direction of the mirror on the inside of the closet door. “Look at how beautiful you are.” His hands came around her and he held her breasts in his hands, gently squeezing them. She trembled, but stood mesmerized by his ministrations to her breasts and his close attention to her adorned nipples. “Jon, make love to me.” Her eyes met his in the mirror and she saw his nostrils flare signifying his arousal. “Don’t move.” He removed his clothes. She could feel him against her back. His hard length rested in the cleft of her ass and he simulating making love to her. “Spread your legs for me. I want you to hold your pussy lips apart for me so I can see everything.” She moved her legs apart and he settled his cock settled between her legs. She arched her back. He rocked back and forth, letting his cock settle between her folds, hitting her clit with each motion. She arched her back further and he slipped into her tight, wet sheath. He put his fingers on her clit, rubbing back and forth. She tensed as the spiraling effect took over her body. He pulled out and she moaned. “Go stand at the foot of the bed, lean over and put your hands on the bed.” He helped her move, she was weak with her passion. Jon picked up the final plug and lubricant. He slipped it into her anus and gave her a moment to adjust before he thrust his cock home in her pussy. She went straight to the edge. On the fifth thrust, they exploded. They took a long, hot shower. When they finished, she let him shave her and then lay her on the bed, massaging lotion into her body until she was weak. When she turned over onto her back, he slipped between her legs and into her body. Their loving was slow and sensual, drawing out their orgasms. He rolled to his side, pulled her into his arms and they drifted into sleep. Several more times during the night, he made love to her. Just before dawn, they slipped into a deep sleep. Neither one heard the bridal party enter the house.

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They awakened to a new day. They heard the sounds of others in the house as they tried to be quiet. They laughed and went about their morning lovemaking. He removed her plug when they stood in the shower. He told her how much he looked forward to taking her there when they were alone again. They dressed and journeyed to the kitchen to listen to the admonishments of the intruders. What they found a kitchen full of women who smiled at them and offered a hearty breakfast. Both ate well and talked until time for him to leave. They lingered over kisses until he had to go. They would be together again in three hours.

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Chapter Forty-Three

The wedding party gathered in the garden to wait for the bride. Lexie watched from inside the sunroom. She couldn’t believe the day had finally come. She had the usual bridal jitters but she was happy. She looked up to see the smile on her father’s face. “I’m so happy, Daddy.” “Your mother and I are, too, sweetheart. We’ll always be here for you when you need us.” Annie gave the signal for the bride and her father to go forward.

*****

She takes my breath away, Jon thought as he watched the woman he loved walk toward him. He walked forward to take her hand from her father. She saw the excessive brightness in his eyes as she walked toward him. He took her hand and she knew it was real, not a dream she’d awaken from, devastated. The ceremony passed in a blur and soon the priest presented them as man and wife. The reception filled with fun, ribald jokes, good wishes, and awesome food. Annie told them she’d fixed a basket of food to take with them on the plane.

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The cake was cut, the garter and bouquet tossed. Sam caught the garter, Carolyn the bouquet. Lexie and Jon retired to their bedroom to change. When Jon shut the door, he pulled her back against him and kissed her until she became weak. “I love you, Alexandra Marshall Winston.” “Ditto,” she said, answering him kiss for kiss. “Turn around and I’ll help you out of this dress.” He looked at the long row of covered buttons and swore. When they were finally undone, he pushed the dress off her shoulders and watched it pool at her feet. She wore an antique lace thong, matching garter belt and her nipple jewelry. She wore her pearls proudly. He fondled her nipples, squeezing and pulling on the already distended, hardened flesh.

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Her nipple rings were still there. “I have something special for you. Go stand by the bed and lean over.” She walked away from him, her ass gently swaying. “When we reach cruising altitude, I’m going to take your ass. Until then, I want you to wear my gift.” He went to the closet and returned with something in his hand and a large tube of lube. He laid them on the cedar chest and pulled her thong down to puddle at her feet. “Spread your legs as far as you can.” He opened the lube and laid the tube on her back. Next he pulled her cheeks apart and told her to relax her muscles. She felt the end of the tube push into her anus and a rush of coolness shot further inside. He removed the tube and pushed two fingers inside and spread her open. He felt her clinch her muscles at the sudden intrusion and told her to relax. Lexie felt him slip something much larger than anything he’d put inside her before. There was pain and she panted. “It’s an expanding vibrator. You’ll feel a pulsing periodically as it expands and lengthens.” He pushed a button on the remote. She stiffened and moaned. “Feel good?” “Yes,” she squeaked. “This will keep you occupied until I put my cock in there. I have another surprise for you so don’t move.” She was dripping and wished he’d make love to her when she felt something slip into her wet heat. Oh, God, what is he doing to me? She felt his mouth against her neck. He bit her as he pushed the objects home, wiggling his fingers against the vibrator as he did. She came immediately. He helped her lie down on her side to rest. “Jon…” He went to the bathroom for a warm wet cloth that he used to wipe away the excess lube and her moisture. He covered her up while he dressed. He’d let her body absorb the intrusions until after they boarded the plane. He had a few more surprises in store for her over the next couple of weeks. She tried to sit up. “Jon, it feels funny.” “Do you want me to remove it? We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.” “No, leave it. It’s the fullness, I guess. I’ll be okay. Help me up so I can get dressed, please.” First, he removed her heels.

Soon she appeared dressed in a rose-colored jersey pantsuit

designed for travel and sat down with a small squeak. He slipped her low-heeled shoes onto her feet and pulled her up from the bed. “Take a moment to get your equilibrium.”

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When they returned to the sunroom, everyone stopped what they were doing and came to say goodbye. Her parents escorted them to the limo waiting in the driveway. Their luggage was already loaded in the trunk. He held her close as they rode to the private airstrip on the other side of town. They arrived just as David finished inspecting the aircraft. He assisted the driver in transferring their things. Jon helped Lexie up the steps and buckled her into her seat. “Why don’t you rest for a while? It’s been a long month. We have most of the night to make love.” He kissed her and she closed her eyes.

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Lexie felt something tickle her nose and slapped at it. She opened her eyes to see a feather swirling around in front of her. “Trying to put me in a trance, Houdini?” she asked. “No, just trying to get you awake so I can make love to you.” He undid her belt and helped her to the bedroom. “I’ve waited for this moment forever it seems. I want to make it good. Let me get you out of these clothes.” Her clothes removed, she returned the favor and relieved him of his. First, she unbuckled his belt and slowly pulled it through the loops and snapped it with a flick of her wrist. She glanced up and smiled her most wicked smile. Next, she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, carefully bending over at the waist and pushing them down his legs to land at his ankles. “Put your arms up,” she demanded. Slowly, she pushed his shirt up, taking the opportunity to lick and suck at his nipples. She nibbled both before she pulled the shirt free of his arms. He looked good enough to eat, standing before her with his boxers tented. The urge to reach inside and give his cock a squeeze too much temptation to resist. Lexie knelt, sat back on her heels and looked him up and down. She pulled his boxers down to rest with his pants at his ankles. She stuck out her tongue and ran it up and down his length, watched it expand and listened to Jon draw in his breath. She dared to look up at him. Passion filled his eyes, but he held his teeth clinched together so hard the muscles in his jaw twitched. “Lexie,” he warned between his teeth. She parted and wet her lips. Looking him in the eyes, she slipped her mouth over the head of his cock. Her tongue spread his moisture around the head as she sucked him to the back of her throat. Her hands were busy rubbing up and down his cock and playing with his sack. As the intensity of her sucking increased, she began gently pulling down on his sack with her free hand. She opened her mouth enough to wet several fingers. Oh, God, he thought, she’s going to…” Before he finished that thought,

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she slipped a finger past his anal muscle and then slipped the second one inside. She knew just where to apply pressure. “Lex, if you don’t let go…” She scraped her teeth over the head of his cock, tugged on his sack firmly this time and applied pressure with her fingers. He erupted, hitting the back of her throat with his ejaculate. She sucked him dry and kept him in her mouth until his cock was once more at rest. She removed her fingers and patted his sack. He slid from her mouth and she licked her lips, giving him a sultry smile. He was limp. He sat on the bed, bent forward and put his face in his hands. “Where the hell did you learn to do that, chere?” “I watched some video tapes once.” She stood and turned to go to the bathroom, he held her still. “What?” she asked. “Where’re you going? I’m not finished with you yet.” “I have to go to the bathroom. Peeing becomes the national pastime for a pregnant woman.” “Hurry back.” He winked. When she returned from the bathroom, his eyes were closed. Not wanting to wake him, she crawled into bed beside him. “Ah, the spider returns to her web.” “I thought you were asleep.” “Not on your life. This is our honeymoon, chere, a time for sex, sex and more sex.” “Oh. So what’s next on your sexual agenda?” she asked as she snuggled up in his arms. Her answer was a mild jolt to the vibe lodged deep in her ass. The vibration made the pleasure balls move and she stiffened as another climax approached. Before she could reach it, he turned the vibe off. “Get on your hands and knees, arch your back and spread your legs as far as you can.” When she’d done so, he spread her cheeks and pulled on the vibe, twisting and turning it as he removed it. “Don’t tense.” He rubbed lube on his cock and put it to the entrance of her anus, one push and the head popped inside. He could hear her ragged breath. “You okay?” She nodded. He spread more lube on his cock and pushed again, this time, burying himself to the hilt. She moaned. He gave her time to grow accustomed to the fullness before he began slowly moving back and forth. Little by little his movements increased and she felt his fingers on her clit. More fingers invaded her swollen passage to move the balls around. When he felt she was close, he said, “Come” and she climaxed, clamping down on his fingers and cock as she did. He emptied himself deep inside her body. After they rested and cleaned themselves, he helped her re-dress and they returned to the cabin. Jon seated her and put her lap tray in place before going to the galley for food. He returned with a tray.

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It held two plates of food, utensils and drinks. They ate and talked of the things they wanted to do while visiting Scotland. When they landed, Lexie looked around and awed by the sights around her. She felt as though she’d stepped back in time. Her first sight of Edinburgh was nothing compared to the view of the castle from the end of a long drive. The majestic structure stood as she imagined it did when the Scots were fighting for their independence. She could see the archers on the catwalks. Jon sensed her silence and asked if something was wrong. “Stop the car, please. I have to have a picture. I’ve been here during another life. I want it recorded.” He smiled and indulged his wife, something he’d do over and over during their stay.

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Their honeymoon was something written in fairy tales. They walked, toured and made love for two weeks. They were the only couple in residence and were given complete run of the castle. Lexie made it a point to visit every inch and take massive amounts of pictures as she did. They’d bring their children back here some day to visit. All too soon, it was time to leave their love nest and head back to reality. The return trip home mirrored the trip over. Lexie brought him to climax with her mouth and hands and he filled her ass with his cock. Unknown to her, he’d picked up some interesting items in a couple of out-of-the way shops while they shopped one afternoon. He was anxious to get her home and introduce her to them. Getting through customs would be interesting. The limo was waiting for them at the airstrip when they landed.

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Chapter Forty-Four

Family and friends greeted them when they arrived home. Jon was thankful they didn’t stay long. Soon they were in the bedroom. “Come here, you vixen,” he said in his best Cajun accent. “I’m gonna fuck your brains out tonight.” She turned, took one look at him and burst out laughing. “How do you plan to do that, Cajun man?” she asked in her sultry Southern drawl. “On your hands and knees, wench, and stick that ass up in the air for me. I haven’t had a taste of you in months.” Lexie did what he told her to do. He placed a pillow under her tummy for support. Her pussy lips were swollen and glistened with her moisture. He knelt between her legs and leaned down for a taste. His tongue came to rest on her clit, flicked it back and forth as she sucked in her breath. He stabbed her with his tongue and sucked until she screamed and gave him her honey. He let her rest a second before sinking into her as far as he could go. She squeezed him hard enough he had to back off. “You don’t want to make me come just yet, chere.” She loosened her muscles enough for him to take a breath. He rocked back and forth which sent her close to the edge, then pulled all the way out. He rubbed his cock up and down her slit, hitting her clit on purpose and then bringing it to rest at the entrance to her anus. He used his fingers to rub lube there and on his cock to soften it. He wanted the little rosette to open and accept his cock. Her muscles relaxed and he pushed. The head of his cock sank into her anus and then he slid in as far as he could go. He sat back on his heels, taking her with him, her legs on either side of his. He spread her legs even further and sank deeper into her. “Put your hands behind my neck.” She did. “Good girl. Don’t move, just feel.” He ran his hands up and down her body, from her knees to her neck. Purposely, he avoided her pussy. He felt her dripping and flexed his cock. She moaned. He played with her nipples, pulled and pinched them as they hardened. Their color had deepened. Her body began to shake with her arousal as he continued to work her nipples and run his hands over her. He nipped at the pulse on either side of her neck. He moved his hand down her body, lightly brushing her clit. His middle finger sank deep into her wet heat. She jerked at the invasion and he

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removed the lone finger and pushed three back inside. “Lean forward and put your hands on my thighs. I want you to rock back and forth.” Lexie rocked back and forth. The dual penetration became more intense. He leaned forward to place his chest against her back, his mouth at her ear. The rough pad of his thumb found her clit and rubbed. “Jon! Oh-my-God,” she screamed as they climaxed together. She felt his hot semen shooting deep into her bowels. Still buried deep in her ass, he helped her to lie down. “You okay, Lexie?” She couldn’t speak. Her whole body felt heavy and numb. All she could do was nod. He chuckled and pulled her into his arms. As long as she was in an experimental frame of mind, he’d introduce more of the toys from her collection. Rubbing her ass, he wondered how it would look after a few taps with the flogger he’d found in the hidden box. Jon didn’t have to wonder long. After their rest, they went to an art gallery where he purchased a painting she admired. The artist signed it for her and offered to have it shipped to Magnolia Plantation. After the gallery, they went to lunch in a local bistro. After lunch, they took a leisurely stroll back to their car, stopping along the way at an interesting little shop that dealt in leather goods. A beautifully crafted red and purple flogger caught their attention. “We have to have this, Jon. I like it much better than the black one I have. It feels so much softer and I want to feel it run all over my body.” “Will you let me use it on your pretty white ass, chere?” He watched the expression on her face, suspecting she’d tell him no. She said yes. He sent her to look at corsets while he selected a few more items for their ever-growing cache. A sales girl asked if she could put the things he held at the register and relayed a message from Lexie that she needed him in the changing room. Jon stuck his head into the room rendered speechless. She stood before him in a strapless lavender corset, hose and nothing else. He motioned for her to turn and keep her legs spread. She leaned forward, brought her hands back to her ass and pulled her cheeks apart. He saw the end of a vibrator sticking out of her anus. “Well, chere, what do you think?” she asked. “Do not remove either item. Hand me your panties and put your things back on while I go pay for our purchases.”

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Chapter Forty-Five

Lexie and Jon continued to work with the FBI, local police and insurance companies to solve the mystery of who set the firebomb in Lexie’s shop and why. Roger sent undercover agents to garner information from the previously uncooperative patrons at the pool hall. His men met with silence once again. The insurance company denied payment on the claim for the shop. Lexie’s agent revealed he’d received information from an anonymous tip the fire was an inside job. He’d been unable to contact the person who called him. All he got when he called was an answering machine. Roger asked if he would be willing to share information without a court order. The agent replied his hands were tied because of corporate restrictions. A court order was obtained and the agent brought the files to Roger personally. They searched the files together and discovered the insurance company’s information provided some missing pieces of the puzzle. The last name of the informant was very familiar to the FBI. It was the one used by Guidry Villerie. There was one question, though. Who was posing as the wife? FBI’s information did not include another person involved with him while he used that name. The phone number matched the one in Antoine’s apartment where the women and Villerie stayed presented a conundrum…Villerie was a resident of the State of Louisiana in the state prison, Angola, when the call was made. Roger placed a call to the warden at the state pen and asked for a copy of phone records for Villerie’s cellblock. The warden faxed the information. The record showed a call made from that block at the same time and same date the insurance company agent had written on the call sheet. When questioned, the warden checked his notes and said Mr. Villerie told the guard he needed to talk to his attorney. He was allowed to use the phone. The Warden polled the guards to determine whether or not Mr. Villerie had prior knowledge of the fire. Roger asked Scott to get a court order to obtain phone company records for the phone Villerie used. Roger thanked the agent for his cooperation and asked Judy to copy the information before the agent left. “We have a small piece to this puzzle. Now we have to find the son-of-a-bitch who set the fire,” Harold said. “By the way, when is Villerie’s trial scheduled to begin?”

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Roger looked at his notes. “It’s scheduled to start two weeks from tomorrow.” Hannah and Scott came into the room with smiles on their faces. Roger looked from one to the other. “What? What’s so funny?” Hannah deferred to Scott. “The phone company was very helpful. Take a look.” They gathered together and he pointed out, “There is a call to the insurance company from Villerie’s phone.” Roger showed him the call record the agent had given him. They matched. Scott said, “This one intrigues me. Who would make that call and why? One of our agents watching the apartment saw a young lady enter it just before the call was made. Here’s a picture of her leaving. Do either of you recognize her?” Roger and Harold studied the picture. Recognition dawned on them at the same time. Harold said, “That’s Antoine, Jr.’s wife. What the hell is she doing mixed up in all this?” Scott deferred to Hannah this time. “Junior’s wife has taken over certain aspects of the business since Antoine left. We’ve uncovered a few secrets about young Mrs. Richeleau since we’ve had a tail on prominent family members. Reliable informants report she and Mr. Villerie were lovers and used the apartment as their rendezvous point. She was a frequent guest at various resorts around the world with Mrs. Winston and Mrs. Marshall. We obtained copies of the sign-in sheets at the state pen. Her signature is on them for three times a week. Junior has money for drugs and whores. He leaves his wife to her own devices according to a close friend of theirs who is also one of my informants.” “Another informant tells us she plans to join Antoine, Sr., when Villerie disappears into the prison system permanently. She told a close friend she’s seeing him in hopes he won’t bring her name into play during his trial. A similar conversation was overhead by several inmates who were more than willing to talk. Mr. Villerie isn’t liked by the people on his cellblock.”

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Several days later the police received an anonymous call that two suppliers of illegal substances to Antoine, Jr., had been murdered. Hannah called in one of her more reliable informants more than happy to give up Junior. The informant said, “Junior is guilty even if he didn’t pull the trigger. He’s run through the money left by his father to run the various illegal businesses. His wife, the lovely Annette, checked the books and refused him more money. I heard him threatening her. She told him she’d see him in hell if he tried anything.”

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Hannah recorded the information and asked for another court order. This time they were after Mrs. Annette Richeleau. The judge asked if she and her FBI friends would like him to just sign a bunch and save them both some time. Hannah’s commented, “I wish.” Mrs. Richeleau’s credit card receipts showed a hefty withdrawal the day after she’d threatened her husband. Hannah was informed someone was in the conference room who wanted to tell her a story. She summoned the agents and Judge Marshall to sit in on the conversation. When she opened the door, she recognized him as the manager of Antoine’s floating casino. She introduced him to everyone and asked if he minded if they sat in on the conversation. He said he didn’t. “What can we do for you, Beau?” she asked. “I came to tell you who’s been doing all the bad stuff around town. I got proof so you can see I don’t lie.” Everyone sat down, pulling pads of paper out of their briefcases to take notes. “Let’s hear what you have to say,” she replied. “Miss Hannah, I know who set the fire to Miss Lexie’s store. My wife told me I had to tell, even if I lost my job. She likes Miss Lexie and was very upset to hear about the shop…” “We understand all that, Beau. What information do you have for us?” Hannah asked. “You know Mr. Antoine, he left town? Well, his son ain’t worth shit, begging your pardon ma’am, so his prissy, self-righteous wife has taken over. I was going to my office last night to interview a new faro dealer and overheard her talking on the phone. She called him by name, Guidry Villerie. She bragged about the fire and told him he would have been proud of her. Then there was a pause. He musta been mad at her ‘cause she told him to shut the f…anyway, she told him to shut up and described how she’d done it. Said she stole some of her husband’s explosives, broke a back window and, after lighting the fuse, threw it inside the store. She watched from across the street to see what would happen.” “That dumb bitch told that guy she’d been filmed by the local television station and she waved at the camera. Then she told him how she got hurt doing it. Said when she smashed the window, a piece of glass cut her hand and she was having trouble keeping the wound closed cause she couldn’t go to the hospital. They talked some more and then I heard her hang up the phone. I walked on down to the floor, pretending I hadn’t heard her.” “When she came down later, her left hand was all bandaged. I acted like a concerned employee and asked her what happened. She told me she fell in the shower.”

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Hannah asked, “Beau, are you willing to testify to that in court?” “Yes ma’am. My wife says I have to do my civic duty or she won’t give me none for a while.” Beau signed his statement and was sent home. Roger spoke up, “I think we need to get a search warrant for the Richeleau properties and see what else she’s been up to lately.” “I agree,” said Hannah.

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Epilogue

Lexie and Jon continued to explore their feelings for one another and tested all the toys they’d purchased. Lexie discovered that even though her ass felt like it was on fire, her passion burned brighter when Jon used the flogger. Her orgasms happened on command, each more powerful than the last. The lovemaking after such wild sessions left them both exhausted. Jon loved the red glow of her ass, thighs and lower back. More than that, he loved soothing the burn with a special cream he purchased at an unusual specialty shop in Scotland.

*****

Guidry Villerie and Annette Richeleau waived their rights to a court hearing with jury. Warrants for Mrs. Richeleau’s bank accounts and phone records substantiated the information the authorities had on her. She’d kept detailed records of times, places and amounts. Annette was out of town the weekend her properties were searched and seized. Most people who kept journals wrote their thoughts and the things they did each day. She’d written about people she hired and bragged about things they’d done for her. The journal proved her undoing since she failed to keep it a safe place. Agents disguised as airline mechanics arrested Mrs. Annette Richeleau as she stepped off the family jet. When confronted with the charges and irrefutable evidence, her attorney suggested she turn state’s evidence against her husband and father-in-law and accept the plea bargain offered by the FBI. She was sent to Texas to the federal penitentiary for women for life. Villerie wasn’t so lucky. He had no way to refute the charges against him. His attorney suggested he accept the offer of a life sentence without the possibility of parole. Otherwise, he’d get a trial by jury and the FBI would seek the death penalty. He accepted the bargain and was sent to a federal penitentiary. He’d spent most of his life in solitary confinement because of his attitude and propensity to start wars among the different factions in his area. Carolyn had Andre’s body cremated. She insisted on a small memorial service for close family and friends for the sake of her children.

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Jon and Lexie had the ashes of Mrs. Winston and Mrs. Marshall shipped to Mrs. Marshall’s family in France.

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Roger and Scott retired from the agency and started their own private investigation agency. Judy went to work as their secretary/office manager. No one was surprised to find out that Roger and Hannah had become a couple. They were secretive about their plans to everyone, leaving them open to speculation. During the Christmas holidays, Roger proposed and Hannah accepted. After a long session talking about their life together, Hannah told Roger she was considering early retirement. She was wealthy enough for them to do nothing for the rest of their lives, but she wanted to stay home, raise children and write. She’d been scribbling outlines for legal thrillers since high school. She let him read one of the earlier ones and he agreed that she should write. Her first manuscript was accepted and published. Scott and Judy began to see more and more of one another. They spent most of their spare time hiding out at his cabin near Baton Rouge and exploring their attraction for one another. Scott was delighted to discover Judy’s propensity toward submission. The relationship between Sam and Carolyn took everyone by surprise, especially Jon, but he was thankful that his sister was finally happy. Sam continued as Fire Chief and helped Carolyn put her life together. He was very patient with her children and they came to love and trust him. He spent a lot of time doing men things with Peyton. They spent time on Sam’s plantation refurbishing the place and Peyton enjoyed helping him check on the progress each weekend. When they finished, they usually ended up at the river to do a little fishing. The three couples were frequent visitors to Magnolia Plantation and the house in town. Harold Marshall retired and took Lily on a whirlwind tour around the world. They spent several months in Athens disposing of her shop and its contents. When they returned to Louisiana and saw a very pregnant Lexie, they decided to move to LeBeau House so they could be close to her and Jon. Lexie and Jon were quite happy to have them next door. Jon and Harold spent a lot of time together getting the various nurseries ready for the child who would arrive soon.

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As Lexie’s pregnancy advanced, their lovemaking took on a gentleness that drew them even closer. Jon loved being inside her and feeling their child move. More and more they made love with her on her side and him buried deep in her ass. Jon put the flogger away and used his hand to lightly tap her cheeks as he gently thrust in and out. Toward the end of her pregnancy, he felt it best to not tempt fate, so he used his fingers and tongue to love her while nature protected their child. Lexie woke as pain ripped through her belly. She got out of bed to go to the bathroom. She knew it wasn’t the baby jumping up and down on her bladder when her water broke and flooded the bathroom floor. “Jon,” she called. Two more times she called him. The third time, he came rushing into the bathroom and saw the fluid on the floor. “Oh-my-God. The baby. Are you okay, Lex? Let’s get some clothes on you, call the doctor and get to town.” He started to help her back to the bedroom when she bent over and screamed. She held on to the bathtub as another pain ripped through her. “Shit, let me get Annie.” He opened the door without thinking…he was nude. Annie laughed at him and told him to go put some pants on. She went into the bathroom to check on Lexie, calling out things for him to do as she helped Lexie sit on her dressing table chair. “Spread you legs, child, and let me see how far along you are.” Lexie didn’t think. She did as she was told. Annie could see she’d dilated quite a bit. “Jon, get your ass in gear in there. I want you to pull out the basket under the bed and open it. I’ve put some things in there in case something like this happened. Pull the covers and sheets off the bed. Put the rubber sheet on top of the mattress and then layer the cotton sheets.” She rubbed Lexie’s back and talked her through her pain while he did as she told him. “Okay, Annie, it’s all done. What now?” he asked as he came into the bathroom. Lexie held his hands and screamed again, trying to bend over. “Help her get back in bed. I want you to sit with her and help her with her breathing. This will probably take a while. I’ll go downstairs; call the doctor and her parents. I think this child will be here before you could get her to the hospital. Susan and Carolyn will want to be here, too. May as well get the whole clan together. If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen.”

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Family and friends gathered at the house. Despite frequent attempts to get him to leave and let the women take care of his wife, Jon refused to leave her side. He’d never seen anyone in so much pain and he was afraid for her and their child. Lexie was exhausted by the time her baby was ready to enter the world. She no longer had the strength to push on her own. “Annie, we have to help her.” Jon begged. “I want you to crawl in bed behind her. Get on your knees and pull her back against you. You’ll be able to hold her and she’ll be at a better angle for you to help her push when the time comes.” Jon got on the bed, pulled Lexie back against him and put his arms around her, between her swollen breasts and belly. He rubbed her belly in circles, talking softly to her as he did so. With each pain, she held on to his arms and panted, listening to him guide her. When the pains were at their worst, she called him everything she could think of and swore he’d never touch her again. She didn’t see the smile on his face at those times. Jonathan Harold Winston was born just as the sun set that night. Jon moved off the bed to hold his son while Annie finished her ministrations. Before she could begin, another pain ripped through Lexie followed two minutes later by a tiny baby girl…a total surprise to all. All Jon said was, “We didn’t know. The doctor never mentioned seeing or hearing two babies. Look at our children, Lex. We’re very blessed.” He sat on the bed with her, taking turns holding the babies and crying. Once Lexie was washed and put into a fresh gown and robe, their family and friends came into their room to congratulate them and welcome the two new members of their extended family. Later that evening, Jon called the ranch to announce the births to Bert. He told her that David would be there with the plane just after noon the next day. He was to bring her and Hank down to see the babies. The next evening after dinner, the assorted family and guests gathered in the family room. Jon leaned down to where Lexie sat and she placed a child in each of his arms. He kissed the foreheads of each and then formally presented his son, Jonathan Harold Winston, and his daughter, Lily Victoria Winston, to their friends and family. A tearful Harold and Lily asked to hold their namesakes. Lexie couldn’t contain her tears as she watched the love in her parent’s faces when they held their grandchildren and namesakes. Jon stood beside her and put his arm around her shoulder. Scott, Roger and Sam toasted the proud parents. Jon and Lexie asked that everyone stand as godparents to their precious children. Jon spoke, “This last year has been rough on all of us. Lexie and I thank you all for your support and your love.” Holding up his glass of champagne, he said, “Salute’.”

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Later that evening he sat on the side of the bed and watched Lexie nurse both their children. Marshall finished first. Jon put him to his shoulder to burp him. A true Winston male he was. His burp was loud and well timed. Lily took a little longer, but she, too could almost match her brother. “I love you, Alexandra Marshall Winston,” he said, as he laid his sleeping infants back in their bassinets. Lexie softly chuckled. “I love you so much, Jon. Come and hold me. I need to rest while they sleep.” Annie peeked in later to see her precious angels asleep, all four of them. Life was good and God help anyone who messed with her family ever again.

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Granny Marshall’s Pecan Praline Cookies ½ cup butter, softened 1-1/2 cups packed light brown sugar 1 large egg 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 1 cup all-purpose flour 1-½ teaspoons baking powder ½ teaspoon salt For the icing: 1 cup packed light brown sugar ½ cup whipping cream 1 cup powdered sugar 1 cup whole pecans (You can lightly toast these in the oven before using them.) Heat oven to 350 degrees In large mixer bowl, beat butter and sugar until fluffy. Beat in egg and vanilla. In another bowl, mix flour, baking powder and salt; mix into butter mixture to blend thoroughly. Form tablespoons of dough into balls and place, spaced 2 inches apart on greased baking sheets. Bake 10 to 12 minutes until lightly browned. Cool on pans 10 minutes, then remove to racks to cool completely. To make icing: In small saucepan over medium heat, mix brown sugar and cream; bring to boil. Cook and stir 2 minutes. Remove from heat and mix in powdered sugar; stir until smooth. Dip bottoms of pecans into icing and place 2 on each cookie; drizzle tops with icing. Makes about 3 dozen (2 3/4-inch) cookies.

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