Kevin had gone
downstairs to see if he could get her out of the kitchen.
Things were so right in their life as a couple, but so wrong
for his wife. He was pushing his wife down an avenue that
she really didn't go. It wasn't like he hadn't noticed her
slow withdrawal from him. Sitting in the chair, his eyes focused
on the flames of the fire he had built in the fireplace in
their bedroom. Gradually Bron was pulling away from him; she
was erecting phantom walls again to keep him out and away
from her. Knowing that Bron would do this didn't seem to make
it any easier for him. Daily he fought with her to keep things
going in the direction he wanted them to go but she was resisting.
Nothing would ever change C.W.'s death or Bron's rape, but
at least trying to close the door would help, at least he
thought it would.
The fire snapped
and crackled much like his temper as of late. "I wish
I could erase the past for you baby," he whispered as
he sipped his wine, "But, without your past we never
would have met nor would we have a future." Sighing he
leaned back in the chair and watched the flames dance shadows
on the back wall of the fireplace. Refilling his glass, he
looked at the empty glass that sat next to the bottle. Bron
should be up here with him, not down in the kitchen thinking
under the guise of doing dishes.
Kevin knew that
the last few nights had been a terror for her. She was re-living
dreams that she need not have to but she still was. He did
everything in his power to ease her discomfort when he could.
Bron usually would be combative with him even in her sleep.
At night he would try and draw her close to him, wanting to
feel her skin touch his. She would pull away from him or worse
yet try to shove him away from her, almost out of the bed.
"If you only
knew what I knew Witch," he mumbled as his eyes turned
to see if the door was about to open. Eyeing the door he waited,
it wasn't her. Throwing his legs up on the ottoman after draining
another half a glass of wine, he swirled more of the liquid
over his tongue. The taste was strangely dissatisfying to
him and he wished he had something stronger. Popping out of
the chair he went downstairs to the French doors that led
to the pool. Shivering as he made his way to the outside bar,
he grabbed a bottle of bourbon left over from the wedding.
His fingers latched onto a shot glass as if it were salvation
for him. Going to the doorway of the kitchen, he spoke, "The
kids are in bed." Her words came and his shoulders sagged,
she wasn't going to come up with him. Regrettably, he headed
back up the stairs, still angry at her for shutting him out
and angry at Mc for the huge chunk of information that he
had dumped on him earlier that day.
the bedroom, he stoked the fire and warmed his hands as he
squatted in front of the fireplace. The twenty seconds that
he was outside retrieving a bottle of Jim Beam was long enough
to chill his body. "Damn, it's cold out," he spoke
to the fire as he tossed another log on the hearth. Standing
up, he dropped back into his leather wingback chair with his
bottle of liquor, his shot glass, and his own head spinning,
he started to sort out everything that Mc had sprang on him
today. He kicked his shoes off and tossed his socks to the
floor. "It's a damn mess," Kevin poured his first
shot and tossed it down his throat. He used the wine as a
chaser, he really wasn't in the mood to become wasted but
he wanted something to help him make his thinking a little
easier. "Or is it cloudier," he chuckled to himself
as he poured another shot. The amber liquid sloshed out of
the shot glass causing it to spill down his knuckles. Making
a hissing sound, Kevin almost dropped the glass. Blowing on
knuckles seemed to cool the sizzling feeling on the cuts that
the bourbon had spilled on. Staring at the marks that were
left on his hand, he shook his head. Some day he would be
able to explain everything he had learned today but it wouldn't
be until after the trial.
Shifting in the
chair, he once again threw his legs on the ottoman and settled
back to think with his two bottles, his wine glass, and one
shot glass. It all started this morning when they were packing
to leave. Bron and Kevin had squabbled because Andrew was
staying home. Bron wanted him to go back home and both Andrew
and Kevin wanted Andrew to stay in Lexington. "He's not
a baby; somebody has to take care of the animals, besides
he has school," Kevin argued.
school too and we're pulling her out," Bron was fighting
a losing battle and she knew it. College was very different
from grammar school. "I didn't say he was a baby. I'm
going for a walk!" Bron jammed her feet into a pair of
boots and stormed down the stairs. The slamming of the front
door reverberated through the entire house and she didn't
give a damn either.
Kevin stood at
the top of the steps calling to her to come back so they could
talk about it. Right about then the door slammed. Throwing
his arms up in the air, he shouted, "I GIVE UP!"
Andrew stuck his head out of his bedroom door. He was trying
to study but the way his mother and Kevin were carrying made
it almost impossible.
woman is as stubborn as they come," Kevin looked at Andrew.
"You don't want to go to New York, do you?"
"I have school,"
Andrew balked at the very idea.
I said. She ain't sayin' but I think she thinks you're going
to tear up this house when we're gone. You know the big party,
the parents are out of town shit." Kevin waited to hear
the right words.
have better things to do. One of the reasons I moved back
from the dorm was because I couldn't stand all the partying."
Andrew re-assured Kevin that it wouldn't happen in his own
way. Not that he wouldn't have a small get together but he
at least respected his mother enough not to have a full blown
Kevin heard a cell
phone ring somewhere down in their bedroom. "I'll take
care of it," Kevin shook his head as he went off to search
for the cellphone. His cell was ringing as it sat on the dresser.
Never bothering to check the caller ID he answered in his
usual manner. "Make it good!"
"We need a
meeting, where's Bron?" Mc stated and then questioned.
for a walk, she's pissed off at me," Kevin waited for
the expected laugh it didn't come.
"Good, I don't
want her around. Meet me in a half hour at Passions Peak,"
Mc did snicker now.
"I ain't meetin'
you at Passions Peak," Kevin shook his head.
Kevin. I need to talk with you privately where nobody will
see us. She'll never look for us at Passions Peak."
shit!" Kevin looked in the mirror. He needed to straighten
out his goatee; it was getting a little sloppy. Noticing his
hair, he needed to get a haircut after the trial, something
Mc yelled, he had asked two questions and didn't receive a
Kevin mused at his reflection in the mirror.
do this if it wasn't necessary. We have to talk privately
before you leave."
it on the phone. I did my share of Passions Peak and it wasn't
with any males." Kevin laughed.
Mc slammed the phone down. "And he thinks Bron is stubborn,"
Mc turned to the two men sitting across from him. "This
better fucking work, because if it's screwed up, I'm done.
Kevin tried to
blow off what Mc had said but he knew he couldn't. Mc's reaction
was over the top, so whatever they needed to discuss had to
be important and it definitely had to do with his wife. He
would make an excuse that he needed to go to the drugstore
in town to get deodorant or something. There was CVS on the
edge town, he could run in and buy something when he was done
with his business with Mc and make it look good.
Kevin waited for
Bron to return, which she did after a cooling off for twenty
minutes down at the barn. She yelled at Kaylin to get down
to the barn and clean the stalls, and then she turned to Kevin.
Kevin placed his
hands up in the air as a defense, "He can't miss his
lectures. He promised he wouldn't turn the place into animal
house while we are gone. Besides, we can have Mc and Pete
check on the place every day if you want. Suzie will be here
Bron stomped by Kevin and by Kaylin who ran out of her room
to Cooper's room.
Kaylin looked at Kevin.
understatement. Go clean the stalls out, I'll help you out
later. Don't lift more than you think you can and make sure
you turn the horses out in the paddock before you muck the
stalls. I don't want Fuzzy or Fiona to knock you down."
a kid," Kaylin looked at him hoping to get a little more
help from her dad.
'em," Kevin gave a smirk.
Grumbling as she
walked away, Kevin thought maybe he should call her back and
ask what she had said under her breath that he couldn't hear.
That was purely a trait she had picked up from her mother
and he was sure that she was most likely cussing him out.
Ambling down the
hall, he opened Andrew's door. "Go help your sister;
I have to run to the store. I'll be back in a bit."
Andrew wasn't accomplishing
much in the way of studying. "I need a break anyway."
Pushing himself away from the desk, he headed down the stairs
to find his boots.
going to the drugstore. Do you need anything?"
she walked right by him.
Kevin rolled his
eyes at the cold shoulder routine. She did it to him every
time, only because it worked every time, "At least Kaylin
pouts better than you do."
A stream of expletives
reached his ears and he smiled, he had hit the mark. Bron
was pouting because she hadn't gotten her own way.
On the drive to
the peak, Kevin relished the good old days. Passion Peak was
there for young Lotharios and he was one of them at the time.
He had taken Chrissy up there many times when they were dating
in high school; he even had his own little territory that
nobody would park in. The trouble was, Chrissy wasn't having
any part of it, she wanted it to be special. Kevin could never
get beyond second base with her until they were going out
for well over a year. Many a night had been spent trying to
get her to give it up in his Honda. The evening always ended
the same way; a pain in his groin and a cold shower waiting
for him after he dropped her off at home.
the curves and up the side of the mountain, he was losing
himself in his memories. Someone had been up on the old dirt
road since it was plowed, "Most likely the kids,"
he grinned back to himself in the rear-view mirror. "We
always kept it open, just in case." Kevin pulled his
truck up slowly to the dirt road that most of them would back
into instead of driving into. If it rained, the road would
be mucked up and God forbid you had to call your old man to
come and dig your ass out.
Backing in, he
slowed down when there were two other vehicles parked next
to Mc's. "I don't like this one bit," Kevin whispered
and took his foot off the gas and hit the brake. His brake
lights caught the attention of two men standing together.
"What the fuck is goin' on?" Kevin jammed his foot
into the gas pedal as he wheeled the truck backwards at an
unsafe speed. He could hear the snow that was kicking up under
his truck. Slamming the shifter into park, he took a second
to gather his thoughts.
Mc knocked on his
window. "Come on, it's freezing, let's get this over
Exiting the truck,
Kevin slammed the door. The other man turned and Kevin nearly
fell over. "Webster?" he cocked his head towards
"The one and
only," Webster extended his arm out to shake hands.
Kevin took the
hand but limply, now he was stunned. "Wassup?"
"I said I
needed to talk about something important." Mc slid his
sunglasses on, the sunlight reflection off the snow was blinding
him. "So we're going to talk."
"If you fucked
up her case or something after all this, I'll kill you."
Kevin turned and spat the words at Mc.
Kevin," Webster stepped between the men. "Agent
McDonald has a few things you need to know."
Kevin didn't hear
anything beyond Agent. When he heard it, he snapped and swung
a windmill punch at Mc that knocked Mc flat on his ass. Then
he shook his hand because somehow he had not only connected
with Mc's nose but his teeth as well. "FUCK!" Kevin
howled as he shook his hand.
Mc wanted to come
off the snow covered ground and punch Kevin into the next
century but he couldn't, Kevin had every right to react the
way he had.
Mc pulled his body
from the cold cushioned earth to stand in front of Kevin.
Webster stepped between them and placed a hand on each of
their chests. "Let's not get ugly boys."
"Why the hell
did he just call you an Agent?" Kevin was now shaking
his hand and rubbing his forearm with his free hand.
work for Webster," Mc picked his glasses off the ground.
He stared directly at Kevin after inspecting his glasses and
wondering why they weren't smashed to pieces.
Kevin wound up
again and he didn't give it shit where this punch was landing.
Mc caught his fist, twisted it, along with Kevin's arm, and
flipped him in the snow. "I said I wanted to talk. We
can beat each other up later. Bron would probably love it."
Kevin blinked as
the sun blinded him. One minute he was ready to clean Mc's
clock and now he was flat on his back.
Mc reached down
with a hand and helped Kevin up. "If you're ready to
listen now, I'll talk."
"Am I going
to hear the truth or just more lies and bullshit? I'm not
gettin' any of this." Kevin was shocked as hell and very
"Do you want
the short or the long version?" Mc stepped closer trying
to gauge Kevin's feelings.
A finger was jammed
in his chest that almost knocked the wind out of him. Kevin's
words thundered across the vacant land. "I want the God
"Let me do
this," Webster again interceded between the two men.
"Are you going to listen because this is extremely important?
I'll answer your questions if I can when were done explaining
all of this."
all his questions," Mc corrected and turned to Kevin.
"I mean all of them."
"What we can
Mc," Webster eyed both men.
the deal and if you continue it's over. I'm tired of this."
Mc had seen Bron over the last two weeks and he didn't like
the way she was acting or re-acting to the things that were
happening in her life. She was erratic at best.
Webster shook his
head, they may be old friends, but some things never would
change, "I can't break the rules."
every friggin' rule in the book with this and a few more won't
hurt." Mc now moved to stand so the three men formed
a triangle of sorts.
Mc crossed his
arms after placing his sunglasses back on his face. "I'm
not the bad ass that I used to be."
Kevin's teeth were
grinding away as he tried to figure out the puzzle that was
presented to him. "I would hope not. I know you're not
when it pertains to my wife but only because of me."
his throat to get Kevin to look at him, "I'm sorry that
we have to tell you this way but we didn't have a choice but
to hide it from you."
Mc paced away to
let Webster explain more of what this fallacy was all about.
ago Mc was nailed, so he was given two options. Prison or
work for us." Webster watched Mc kick snow around with
his boot. Living this lie had been rough on all of them. They
wouldn't have even dreamed of telling Kevin if they didn't
have to. "We had a plan to ease Mc out of everything
without anyone knowing. It would look like Mc had had some
type of revelation, a life turning event, and begin to live
life on the correct side of law with help from the love of
a good woman."
Kevin was astonished,
now his mind began to form a mental list of questions that
he wanted answered. He would listen with his patience hanging
only by a thin thread to see if his two questions would be
answered so that he didn't have to ask them. He hoped and
prayed for the first time since he brought Bron back home
from Florida that they would give him the answers that he
wanted to hear, but the biggest questions would be saved for
Solarez, a few others, and to stop the supply line of drugs."
Webster continued speaking.
Kevin nodded, not
really caring at this point. He knew he was getting wound
up and he was trying with insurmountable effort to keep himself
from exploding in the middle of the field. Kevin knew that
Mc had been a dealer but he also thought it had ended years
ago, obviously it hadn't been to recently and this filled
it's place. "Cut to it Webster. I want fucking answers,
Mc pushed his head
back and slowly stretched his neck. He inhaled deeply bringing
the cold biting air into his lungs. Pinching his nose to make
sure the blood had stopped dripping from his nose; he began
to talk. His head still bent backwards he spoke, "Kevin
the short deal is that I need you to keep pushing Bron to
do this. We have years invested in this and if she chickens
out we're fucked."
"I'm not getting
it but I'll get back to it. Right now, I want some answer
as to what the fuck is real in our lives and what isn't."
Kevin didn't give a shit about the trial right now, "Because,
if Bron got caught in the middle of your bullshit, you're
going to die right here and now!" Kevin yelled and his
words echoed in the air. "Nick may have been arrested
but I'll be the first Backstreet Boy to go to jail!"
Mc shouldn't have
grinned but Nick going to jail would have been pretty funny.
Two days after the wedding, Kevin had to call Nick to get
the full story. It boiled down to Nick was arrested for running
his mouth. "Um, yeah but he would make the better bitch!"
"I'm not fuckin'
around Mc!" Kevin walked away trying to gather up the
courage to ask the question that he didn't want. If Bron's
rape was some kind of set-up from some higher power… His thoughts
stopped there as he began to feel queasy. The death of her
husband, the hit she took in Pittsburgh, was it all a lie?
Was his life, his marriage, and the love he had for his wife
built on a lies? Turning like a top, he looked at Mc, "Tell
me that what happened to Bron wasn't for the benefit of taking
down a crime lord?"
For the second
time since he had known him, Kevin saw Mc cry. The first time
was in Pittsburgh when Bron was attacked. The cry was muted,
but the tears fell from the man's face, "No, that was
my mistake. God I wish I could take that day back."
A little sigh of
relief came from Kevin, "I still don't understand."
a meeting the day of the funeral. C.W.'s death was for retaliation
at Mc, she knew it, we knew it. She knew that by being in
business with Mc she would be a target by association. Your
wife isn't stupid Kevin, but she never in her wildest dreams
thought that her family was a target. She doesn't tell you
about the many times that she was threatened or confronted
by Solarez's people but she was. Things were getting tense
and Solarez's brother wanted to even the score. He did when
he killed C.W."
Why didn't you tell her that you weren't what you appeared
to be?" Kevin cleared his throat, "You could have
avoided all of this."
they wouldn't let me," Mc looked at Webster. "God
knows I wanted to. Why do you think I feel so fucking responsible?"
"So you screwed
up and Bron became a victim twice over. What else have you
lied to me about Mc? What about the shit you told me in Pittsburgh
and the fact that someone tried to bash her brains in while
we were there. The threat to Kaylin that night? All the phone
calls? Is your marriage a lie too? What about Stevie and Jake,
do they know about this? Who else knows about this shit? Is
it all a sham Mc?" Kevin questions flew out faster than
he could thing, he was to damn angry to keep them inside.
Stepping up to
Kevin, Mc reached for him and snagged him around the throat.
Wrapping his fingers tight enough to get Kevin's attention,
which he did, "Slow down, I said I will answer your questions
and I will." Mc loosened his fingers since Kevin seemed
frightened temporarily. Not totally releasing his grip, he
felt Kevin's Adams Apple slide up and down under his hand.
"I would never hurt Bron. The one thing that I have been
honest about from the beginning is my feelings for her."
hard and nodded his head up and down. Mc released his grip
on his throat. "I'm trying very hard to understand."
"We know you
are but you need to get all of your information before you
go off," Webster was wishing for a better way to do this,
but if there was one, it was escaping him at the moment. "Okay,
we'll go right down the list, sort of truth or fallacy."
Kevin nodded once
again, totally pissed at this turn of events.
was an accident. We called a meeting that day. We didn't think
anyone would make a move on her. All the shit in Pittsburgh
was the truth. Leaving the note and threatening Kaylin, and
Bron's attack, that was all Solarez's brother Lenny. I went
crazy when I found out that Stevie had taken her to some bubble
gum pop concert. I sent one person up to Toronto to check
it out. She was gone with a carload of girls and Stevie. I
went down to Pittsburgh when she didn't come home."
"Oh, so her
meeting me in Toronto wasn't planned?" Kevin thought
he would start from the beginning; it might be easier for
despite my warning not to set foot out of town," Mc lifted
his glasses and scrunched his nose, "She can be a real
pain sometimes when she wants her own way."
The remark didn't
disturbed Kevin, he wasn't in a joking mood, even if Mc was
right. Kevin's jaw slid from side to side and then stopped,
"You giving her to me?"
to kill him for that," Webster grumbled. "Of all
the stupidest damn things…"
Both Mc and Kevin
turned and glared at Webster, Webster closed his mouth.
Mc stretched his
neck and rotated his head. "No, I did that. I needed
a break, a chance to think. I was so pissed off, I thought
I was going to hurt her, just like old times. You guys had
security up the ass. I knew she liked you, I just had to see
if you liked her." Mc pulled at an imaginary thread on
his glove. "When I saw that good ole' boy grin on your
face, I knew you wouldn't mind much. In the span of a day
she had needled you. I didn't think you know about her writing.
I thought a one night stand with Pop Star wouldn't hurt her
either. I just didn't understand at the time that both of
you seemed to have some type of mysterious unrequited love
Kevin grunted more
out of displeasure from the one stand remark than anything
else. "Well, now that I know I was being used, I feel
so much better."
Mc's words faltered,
"Sorry, but it did work out."
Webster finally interjected into the conversation. "Let's
continue on, shall we?" He waited for both men to nod
in agreement. "It seems we were doing just fine both
here in Lexington and back home until Stevie began to act
a little weird."
the word for it, he's a freak," Kevin's own saliva in
his mouth soured at the mere mention of the man.
"I saw it
in Pittsburgh and that also pushed me to get her with you.
He had plans, romantic ones. I think Bron was clueless about
is," Kevin cracked his first smile as Mc and Webster
chuckled for a second along with him.
I've been in Lexington, everything has been on the up and
up, totally legit. I have to admit you guys threw me a couple
of curve balls. Cooper, the way Bron is just Bron sometimes.
When she took off for Florida, we all freaked. I thought for
sure Stevie had her or something."
"So why are
we meeting besides finally telling me the truth?" Kevin
had heard enough to satisfy some of his unasked questions,
he was sure he would have more later for Mc.
the case," Webster commented. "As you know, I transferred
from Chicago back home to Buffalo."
Kevin had often
wondered about that, it seemed to damned perfect for him.
People don't up and move on the spur of the moment.
Webster could see
that Kevin was beginning to roll off with another bunch of
questions. Being wise, Webster continued, hoping to answer
some of them in advance. "My home base was in Chicago
but I was moved back home when I had a face to face meeting
with Solarez in your hotel suite. I have to admit, if it wasn't
for Mc portraying this little vendetta and pulling Lenny in
to confront Bron directly. I don't think Solarez would ever
have come out of the wood work. The man has some sense of
honor as they say. When he found out that Lenny had raped
Bron it was a slap in the face to his family and his honor.
You don't get it Kevin, as wrong as some of these people are
some have a code that they live by. Women and Children go
untouched in all of this. Unfortunately, Lenny didn't hold
the same values as his brother, it proved to be a very bad
mistake and error in judgment on his part, they may be brothers
but Solarez is still his boss. They will protect a family
member only so much if the family member becomes a liability
then there is a problem." Webster took a breath before
he we on, "After Jake called Solarez and told him that
Lenny was after Bron and Kaylin, he was on the first flight
to Chicago to hand his brother over to us with all the evidence
portraying anything, I wanted to kill the mother fucker."
Mc glared at both men with a look that neither had ever saw.
His eyes were stone cold and had a killer glint.
Mc's voice had
a edge that Kevin recognized as dangerous the glint in Mc's
eyes made him swallow back what he was going to say.
is, we had an open and shut case on Lenny based strictly on
what Solarez had handed over to us. We didn't need any medical
evidence or anything else since Bron had never told a soul.
Then suddenly people were recanting their testimonies and
giving false statements about Lenny's whereabouts and dealings.
You see we were never really able to shut the pipe line down.
It was still getting into town. Now people were making up
lies over a simple rape case."
simple to her or me," Kevin's mouth moved and the words
came out of his mouth in a form of a hiss.
Mc glared at Webster for the remark, "We thought the
two were related but couldn't figure out why. As soon as we
would get a lead, it was a wrong turn. Then we figured out
that the reason being is that it was being done from the inside."
Kevin wasn't following where Mc was going with explanation.
Kevin," Webster cut to the chase. By the look on Kevin's
face, his comment hadn't helped him sort it out. "From
what we can tell, right around the time that C.W. was murdered;
Stevie started to be a major player in his own right. He was
siphoning off Mc's money from the bar to set himself with
his own business. It caused Mc some problems because he wasn't
sure if he should let him continue or watch and see where
and that is what scared me. He was careless and sloppy, I've
never done business that way." Mc deferred to Webster.
"Like I care,
get to the damn point!" Kevin was now exhausted and cold
from just listening.
has been screwed with. Parts are missing, things are out of
place. People are changing their stories. Mc leaned on a few
people the old fashion way. It seems that Stevie is involved
very deeply in this. We're not sure if it's because he planned
it or, in some way is trying to protect her." Webster
waited to give Kevin time to think.
Kevin rolled everything
he had heard around in his mind. Certain things made sense
and certain things didn't. "Do you think Stevie was involved
in C.W.'s murder?"
Mc sighed. "But what I think happened is that he became
so deeply involved with her in his mind, which she didn't
see, that he started doing things he shouldn't have."
Kevin bit his lip,
"The money that he took from you was for her, wasn't
Mc had thought
that all along and was happy to hear someone else voice his
own opinion. "I think so, I just don't know if he was
responsible or not for the murder to begin with. The stupid
thing is, she didn't need the money, and he knew that. Bron
had plenty of money. I think he wanted to take care of her
Kevin walked around
in the snow to come to terms with everything and think a few
Mc and Webster
waited patiently for him to return to them to speak.
Making a snowball
haphazardly he whipped it across the field and watched it
tumble down the cliff opposite the ravine. Walking a wide
circle he ended up back in front of them, "I think Stevie
loves Bron in a sick sort of way. It would make sense that
he would take the money from you to help take care of her,
not that she needed it, it was to show he could provide for
her. He couldn't outright romance her with all of you around,
he would have to get through Jake and then you."
"He got through
Jake," Mc frowned. "We'll talk about that in a minute…
Kevin stuffed his
hands in his pockets, "Pittsburgh was his turning point.
I thought maybe Toronto but I don't think he would have ever
thought I would make a play for her. When you gave her to
me to take care of his world crashed. Remember that night,
he kept saying he wouldn't stand for it. In the end he laughed
and let it go because he wouldn't cross you while you were
Webster could see that Kevin was thinking along the same lines
as they were.
was attacked in Pittsburgh, he found out that I really did
care for her. When I took her on the road, it wasn't too bad
because he could pop in whenever he wanted under your orders.
When we married, it was still okay. Eventually I would lose
interest, I'm a celebrity, she was fling. Right?" Kevin
waited to see the men in front of him either confirm or deny
his thinking. They confirmed it. "When she became pregnant
with Cooper, it was okay until she told me, and that's when
the shit hit the fan. There was no backing out from there,
we were solid and he saw it."
I'm thinking," Mc shook from the cold, they had been
out here an hour already.
were exactly like the others, how did he make his letters
to look like Lenny's? That part I'm not getting?" Kevin
stood looking at the horizon.
"He's in bed
with Lenny now. Stevie is very impressionable. Since he was
beginning to become a player, Lenny thought he could use Steve
as weapon against me so he took him in. They're good friends,
so the wire taps are showing."
important thing is the trial. We believe that if we can get
Bron to go through the trial that certain things will come
to light about C.W.'s murder, the drug suppliers, all of it."
someone will slip?" Kevin could tell that Webster was
hedging his bet on this.
"Yes I am,
we all are. This thing goes very deep into one police district,
we need to shut it down. I want to nail whoever is responsible
for C.W.'s murder and whoever is dealing the drugs."
Bron? Is she your sacrificial lamb?" Kevin didn't like
what he was hearing, so far Bron was nothing but a pawn in
a very big game.
has gone crazy, we can't find him. This trial is going to
bring him out in the open. We need you to be aware of your
surroundings and the people in it for the next two weeks at
least. Longer if the trial is dragged out." Mc was now
the center of attention in the tight circle. "If all
of this breaks open, he can't hide forever. The media will
be there and he is going to see her hurting, he won't hide
then. Hopefully, we can get him the help that he needs, close
two cases, and get rid of some dirty cops. Then my life will
be like I want it to be."
Kevin's eyes took
on a mysterious look, "What about Jake?"
"Jake is okay right now. He has been enlightened since
we needed to keep him away from Bron so that Stevie didn't
know that we know it's him."
to let Bron see Jake. She needs him. She calls his cellphone
at least six times a day." Kevin closed his eyes, "You
had me bring in Billy and Carlos in on this shit. You should've
told me sooner."
Webster sort of
smirked at Kevin. "Billy already knows, he known for
awhile. Bron will see Jake very soon."
Kevin threw his
hands up in the air, "Who the hell else knows besides
knows," Mc cocked his head and grinned. "The bastard
pulled my police record when I started dating Janey, he almost
blew it. They talked to him and told him what he needed to
know to pacify him."
in on this?" Kevin figured it would be safer to ask then
Mc and Webster's
laughter bounced off the snow. Mc finally smiled, "Hell
no," Mc snickered. "Think of the children."
Kevin's face twitched
as he heard the often referenced line that he, Bron, and a
few others used when they referred to Suzie and her relationship
with Nick. "Well, that's a good thing because she is
Bron's best friend and one of mine too."
Silent as the snow
that began falling they all stood trying to figure out what
to do next.
"I think the
kids should stay in Kentucky while you go up to New York,"
Webster looked at Kevin.
Bron just pitched a hissy fit because Andrew is staying back.
There is no way you are going to get her to leave the kids
behind." Kevin stuffed his hands in his coat pocket as
he thought about what Bron would do if he even suggested that
the kids stay with his Mom or Tim. "We need to be alone
for this but I can't get her to see that."
if I babysit?" a fourth voice joined them from behind
Kevin opened his arms as much as possible and hugged the man.
They teetered back and forth in the snow. "You big fuckin'
bear, I missed you. Nobody is recording points for me. I'm
Jake smiled, "It
feels good to be home!" Jake patted Kevin's back, then
he pulled back. "I'm sorry man. I don't know what the
hell happened to him."
"None of us
do, but we'll get to the bottom of it." Webster looked
at Kevin pensively and thought about Bron. "If Bron is
really hesitating about the kids then let them go. We can
have Jake up there waiting for you guys, it will be a family
reunion type thing. Do you think that would make her happy?"
Kevin smiled, "Absolutely."
let's get back to being normal," Mc heard Kevin laugh
as he headed to his truck.
Opening his truck
door, Kevin turned and looked over his shoulder. "What
you guys did wasn't right. I won't screw you over but you
better understand that I won't stand by and let you use her."
Kevin," Webster nodded.
Kevin heard the
doorknob turn before he saw it. Reliving everything he had
heard and done today crashed to the present. He was resting
his head on the side of the chair as he watched her make her
way around the room. She tossed her clothes on the bathroom
floor by the sound of the slap of her jeans hitting the tile.
The water turned on in the shower, the door was still open.
Moving out of the chair, he pitched his own clothes into the
chair, and climbed into bed. He waited for her to join him.
Closing his eyes he began to anticipate what he would feel,
she would be warm, and smell like soap, her body would be
moist but her hair would be wet. She would slip into bed and
turn on her left side. Then she would back into him. If he
didn't spoon her fast enough, she would nudge him with an
elbow. His mind began to drift as sleep settled over him.
Then he felt the elbow in his ribs. Instinctively he rolled
on his side and pulled her close to him. He wanted to make
love to her, to ease her mind but somehow just cuddling right
now seemed to be what they both needed.
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