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Kassie Tom adjusted her
hairpiece and re-applied her lipstick. She took a
long look at the surroundings in the old fishing
building. The walls were wooden and aged; she
could swear she smelled fish. The sounds of waves
below her feet made her anxious, as the
construction of the building was right on the
“Comfortable?” Colin came
into the main room, carrying a six-pack of Molson.
“It is going to be a long night.”
Kassie turned to him and
smiled. It was forced, since she just wanted to
find Noah. “Long night, you say?”
Colin pulled out a can from the
ringed pack. “Us? You are hired by my
boss, are you not?”
“Of course,” Kassie said,
nervously. “It is just… I don’t come
cheap.” She couldn’t believe what she was
“Who cares?” Colin slurred,
taking a swig of the beer. “My boss is paying
for everything.” He paused, and then, “You
know… My boss never mentioned hiring out a whore
Kassie pasted a smile on her
face. “You’re a lucky guy.”
Colin slipped up behind her.
“And you… my, my, my… I guess my boss
didn’t spare any expense. On the couch, earlier,
I got to see what I was looking forward to.”
“But not everything,”
Kassie finished. She then caught her eye on a door
that she had yet to enter. She had seen Colin go
in and out, but she never saw anything.
“What’s on your mind?”
Colin asked, almost as if he cared.
She thought quickly. “You
keep speaking of your boss. What are you doing on
this dock in the small town of Pleasance? Why do
you need to be cooped up, practically out of
Colin let go of her. “I
don’t have to say anything.”
“Not even a clue?” Kassie
probed. “You know, a man with something to hide
can be a real turn-on.” She turned to him and
kissed his ear.
“And it will stay hidden.”
Kassie was upset. She was
getting nowhere with this guy.
Colin then got up, checked his
watch, and moved over to the door that Kassie had
never been behind.
“What’s behind that
door?” Kassie asked nicely.
Colin turned to her. “Why do
you need to know?”
“Nothing,” he responded.
“Just a boiler room. It has been acting up.”
Kassie nodded at his
explanation as he disappeared, but she knew there
was something more going on. And she needed to act
Donavon was reflecting on the tip that he had just
received. Apparently, the man who kidnapped Noah
was driving a white, ’94 Volkswagen Jetta.
much, but it’ll have to do…” He paced around
the living room. He wondered where Kassie had
gone. Usually she left a note or something.
warning (and why would there be), his cell phone
Patrick greeted the called. “Patrick Donavon.”
the Presence Police Department,” came the voice
he had heard earlier.
got anxious. “Is it about the lead? Have you
was a pause. Then, “I’m sorry. But it appears
there are thousands of white ’94 Jettas in this
area. Chances are the car was either destroyed or
you’re looking into it, right?” Patrick asked.
course… We take ever lead seriously. I’m just
calling to make sure you don’t speak too much
hope on just this.”
nodded. “I understand.”
finished their conversation, and Patrick hung up.
With the idea of the man still at large fresh in
his head, he realized Kassie might not have left
would Kassie tell if she was going out?” he
asked himself. Then, “Her mother!”
rushed into the hallway and bounded up the stairs.
He neared Darla Tom’s room, and knocked gently
on the door. He realized that she hadn’t been up
since the police had finished questioning her.
Patrick asked, knocking a second time. “Can I
speak with you?”
was a moment of silent, but the door opened. Darla
opened it, and trotted back her bed and sat down.
came in, and sat on a chair. “How’ve you been
looked at him. “You mean besides the fact that
my son is kidnapped, my supposed friend, Robert,
tries to kill you two, and I’m sick? Besides
that, I’m fine.”
been looking for Kassie,” Patrick started. “Do
you know where she is?”
shook her head. “She told be she’d stay here
and take care of me… But maybe she had an errand
Patrick said, but his gaze turned to Darla. “Are
you sure you’re feeling alright?”
looked pale. “I’m fine.”
No you’re not.” Patrick flipped out his trusty
cellular phone. He dialed a number and waited…
Huber jumped at the sound of the phone. He picked
it up and answered.
Oh! Patrick… Yes, I remember you. How’s your
legs?… That’s great! What is it now?… Oh,
I’ll be right over.”
hung up, took a sad look at his wife’s picture
frame, and left.
pointer finger, which had been pointing upwards,
had curled down.
is crazy!” Addy Evans spewed, looking at the
crystal hand. She had just wished for Gillian to
lose faith in Giovanni. “A hand can’t grant
it seemed ludicrous, the strange Cassandra woman
made it sound so real.
knocking at the door practically made her jump
right out of her skin. Addy got up and made her
way to the entrance. She opened the door.
she screamed. She covered her face and breathed
deeply. “What are you doing here?”
stood in the doorway. “Just giving you the
Addy asked. “How did you know I lived here?”
narrowed her eyes. “Lady, I grant wishes.
You’d think I’d be able to find your house.”
made sense… she thought… “If you’re so
high and mighty, what did I wish for?”
is easy,” she said, confident. “Let’s just
say your daughter is going to see Giovanni in a
whole new light.”
turned to the hand sitting on the kitchen table.
“Are you saying this think really worked?
M’am? Are you—?”
Wright knocked on the door to Giovanni Pike’s
apartment. It was located on the floor below her
own, and she decided to invite herself over.
answered. “Oh… I was expecting—”
Brooke finished, entering, the bottle of wine in
hand. “She was really hurt, wasn’t she?”
nodded. “If I find out who dug up that tape,
I’ll destroy them.”
words made Brooke squirm, but she went into the
kitchen and popped the cork. “I figured that
Gillian hadn’t showed up yet, so some happiness
was in order.”
wondered if she really did have a thing for this
guy. She had kept his video for years, even beyond
her own judgment.
Giovanni asked, sitting down on the couch. “Why
would you do that?”
had a bottle, and it was just sitting there,”
Brooke justified. She couldn’t shake the feeling
that something out there was helping her along.
it wasn’t good.
the heck,” Giovanni said, giving up. “Pass me
a glass. I was hoping Gillian would show, so maybe
this will help me sleep the remaining hours of
this day away.”
don’t know how right you are,” Brooke said
coyly. She took out the wine glasses and poured
two glasses. In the second glass, she took out a
vial and poured in a liquid. “Here it
turned around, and was handed the drugged glass.
Evans finally built up the nerve to visit
Giovanni. She came out of her car, and entered the
not going to be surprised this time,” she
convinced herself. “I’m just going to get his
side of the story. His story to why he made that
pushed her red hair back with her fingers and
pressed the upwards arrow button on the elevator
got a newsflash about that baby,” Mateo
Consuelos said coldly.
Skye Lore asked.
know who the father is.”
who was usually a smart-mouth, didn’t really say
anything. It was as if all the power in hell –
literally – couldn’t help her.
Mateo did. “Why the hell did you do that?” he
sputtered with words, but Mateo grabbed her by the
collar and pushed her against the fridge. Magnets
and papers fell to the floor.
don’t have much to say, do you?” he teased.
“Dammit! I should have listened to my brother.
He knew what was happening!”
shook her head. “You can kill me, but I won’t
would kill you, except you’re in some innocent
woman’s body!” Mateo put her back down. “And
I’d get arrested for murder.” He paused, and
then, “Have you killed somebody?”
she said, gaining her composure. “I let humans
kill humans. That is the gist of it.”
about Brianna?” he asked. “I read a headline
in the paper… I remembered you were pissed off
at her. Did you kill her?”
paused. “No… I didn’t.”
lying to my, you damn rapist!” Mateo screamed.
“God! You realize that you raped me? How long
ago did it happen.”
moth of Valentine’s day… how romantic,” he
said sarcastically. He looked down at her stomach.
“Are you sure? You look far along.”
shook her head. “It will happen sooner than
usual… We’re speeding this along.”
really creeped Mateo out. “Let’s go back to
when I was possessed. Did I have powers?”
she responded. “You just did a lot of… bad
was confused. “But you have powers…”
shook his head. “I don’t need to hear this…
You probably were the first, and I just was just
an underling. Whatever. Just don’t get in my way
anymore. You can stay here as long as you keep the
nodded, and headed outside.
stayed, and knew he needed to keep an eye on her.
King was sitting down with Mitchel Mathison on the
edge of the bed in his brand new room. Mitchel
hadn’t completely opened up, but he seemed for
comfortable with him that he could ever feel with
Constance of Julian.
all about connections,” John said to Mitch.
“Sure, we have lots of money, but you can do
anything you want if you’ve got connection.
Would I have ever become mayor?”
eyes widened. “You? Mayor?”
John reminded him. “Hey, I may not be
responsible enough, so I let others do the actual
else can you get out of living here?” Mitch
image. It’s good for a lot of things.”
smiled. “Women. They go crazy. If you’re good
looking and have money, they can drop at your
Mitch could get a word out, there was a knocking
in John’s room. It was coming from the outside
veranda that was attached to his room.
of women,” John said, getting up, “there’s
one right now.” He walked into his room and saw
a familiar woman in the doorway.
was Iris Torres.
you could make it,” John said, opening the door.
did, and she observed the surroundings. “When I
heard you were moving into a room in the mansion,
I was thinking something a little less
extravagant.” She glanced at the adjoining
turned to the door and saw Mitch staring at them.
“That would be my cousin, Mitchel. He’s stay
here. But I’ll give us some privacy.” He moved
to the door and closed it.
King entered the mansion and was greeted by his
mother, Constance. She looked restless.
you know where Mitchel is?” Adam asked.
“Henderson dropped by saying he had arrived. I
just wanted to meet him.”
looked up at him. “Good luck talking to
silent?” Adam questioned.
shrugged. “Maybe it’s just the new house.
Maybe after some time he’ll start talking.”
west wing,” Constance instructed, pointing in
the direction. “Room two.”
Cassandra’s strange disappearance, Addy
couldn’t help but wonder if her wish had really
been granted. It seemed very strange. These things
only happened in movies and television.
my daughter’s relationship really threatened
more than it already is?” she asked herself,
sitting down on the couch. She passed her hands
through her own dark, red hair.
Addy felt a cold wind blow through the room.
couldn’t tell if it was really there, or if they
were just chills she was getting. Either way, it
was an unsettling feeling. It felt as if she was
dealing with dangerous forces.
walked down the hallway and approached Giovanni
apartment door. Just looking at it made her
remember seeing the film.
the door, she noticed it was open a crack.
Curious, she just opened it a crack. She could
hear voices, and decided that she didn’t want
them to keep secrets. She entered inside.
Ahhh…” she could hear. Gillian wondered if he
could be watching the cassette.
was not the cassette.
stopped in the doorway, and peered into the
darkened apartment. The television was off, but
she could see two people on the couch.
top of each other.
covered her mouth, as she couldn’t believe who
they were. It was Brooke. How could she do this?
the couch, Giovanni remained knocked out and
unaware of what was going on. Brooke, however,
knew very well. They kept their clothes on, so
they gave only the illusion.
Gillian didn’t know that.
lost her faith in Giovanni.
John started. “What possessed you to invite
shrugged. “I figured I’d be welcome. And I
wanted a drink. A stiff one.”
moved to a small fridge at the front of his room
and pulled out a bottle of scotch. “This good
enough?” he asked.
nodded. “That’s fine.”
made you change your mind?” he asked, pouring a
drink. “About me. I remember you acting very
hostile towards me both time we met.”
of heart,” Iris responded.
was glad that he had her away from Adam, but it
was an awfully quick character switch. “Are you
okay? I mean, I’m flattered and all, but I was
definitely someone who you hated. What happened
looked at him. “What’s wrong with me wanting a
real man?” she asked. She moved up to him.
“I’ll be you could do thing your little
brother never could.”
“Are you on drugs?” John asked jokingly,
realizing that she was coming on to him.
she said cryptically. “I may seem different, but
I just realized what I wanted in life. And I’m
making some changes.”
knocked on the door marked ‘#2.’ It was a
minute before anyone answered, and the teenager
are you?” Mitch asked.
Adam King,” Adam responded. “I live in the
guest house in the front of the estate.”
nodded. “Looks nice.”
was talking, and Adam took it as a good sign. “I
was talking with my mother today, and she is
wondering why you’re not talking to her. Or my
turned to him. “Your mother insisted that I move
in here. Grandfather Alistair said that. But I wanted
to life with my grandfather. At his house, I could
do what I wanted. In here, your father has made it
clear there are rules to follow.”
paused. “My family isn’t perfect. They’ll
just take some getting used to, that’s all.”
don’t need to get used to anyone,” Mitch
looked at Adam. “I’m independent. I’ll do my
own thing, and screw the other rules. I didn’t
ask for them; they asked for me.”
Torres was lying, face down, on the kitchen table.
He hadn’t moved since his daughter had left for
“Who was that?” Bo asked, groggy. “What John?”
“King,” Iris responded.
Bo seemed too tired to argue. “This was an interesting drink…”
“I made it myself,” she responded. “Ever heard of benzonoxodial dextorite?”
Bo shook his head, but his head fell limp and he crashed onto the table, unconscious. He lay completely still.
that was the secret ingredient…” she said,
leaving. “That should teach you for ruining my
life since the accident.”
was unaware of anything.
soon as Colin disappeared into the room, Kassie
knew she needed to notify someone of her location.
She needed to call. Moving to the couch, she
reached down and picked up her purse.
need to call,” she said, sifting through the
papers and small objects. After a few seconds of
panic, she threw it down. “Dang! I forgot my
looked around to see if her eye would get caught
on a phone. Any phone.
quickly realized how foolish it was to have done
this. It wasn’t her. She didn’t go out,
pretending to be prostitutes, and solve cases
then saw a phone on a far table.
she said, rushing up to it. She found it awkward
running in such a short skirt, but she managed.
phone looked modern. It was attached, through
wires and antennae, to what looked like a
computer. The monitor had a map of the world, and
red lines crisscrossed it, going from major city
to major city.
better be simple to use,” she wished.
would not be able to track her down through the
phone company. This system obviously rerouted its
calls and probably disabled its Caller ID.
picked up the black, cordless phone and was
greeted by a strange beeping sound. No dial tone.
password, maybe?” Kassie whispered to herself,
checking around. She spotted four numbers taped on
the phone, and decided those must be them.
“Six… Two… Eight… Eight…”
the screen of the computer changed. The world map
cleared, and black lines began crossing around.
She could hear a ring and ping each time it
connected to the new city.
are you doing?” came Colin’s voice, exiting
the secret room.
turned around, unable to not look like a
deer caught in headlights…
so glad you could make it, doctor,” Patrick
said, inviting Ian Huber inside. “She has been
sleeping for a while, and she looks pale.”
followed him upstairs. “A lot of things have
happened here, have they not?” he asked,
approaching the bedroom door. “It could be
still like you to check her out,” Patrick said,
opening the room. He approached Darla, and pointed
to Ian. “He’s just going to check you out.”
looked up at him. “Doc, I’m fine… It is just
everything that’s happened.”
isn’t anything to be casual about,” he said,
approaching her. “Open your eyes.” She did so
and he observed them. “Good. Now, how have you
been feeling that last few days?”
shrugged. “I guess a little down. But not
depressed. I’ll be fine.”
nodded. “Understandable. Anyone would be upset.
Most family members, if they experience hardships
or loss tend to act distant.”
nothing else?” Patrick asked. “She looks
shrugged. “It could be lack of food. She’s
been here for a while I hear. Maybe nutrition
would do some good.” He looked at her. “When
was the last time you went for a checkup?”
thought. “Well… I’ve brought Noah to the
doctor’s quite a few times. But last year, when
I discovered I was pregnant was the last time.”
got up. “I suggest you go again. It might be a
deficiency in your body, or that you need some
sleep. At your age, a regular checkup every six
months would be in order. Especially since
you’ve had a child.”
you, Ian,” Patrick said. “We bring her in
tomorrow to get a checkup.” He looked at Darla.
nodded. “Of course.”
packed up his stuff and left.
remained worried about Kassie, wondering where she
on the stoop, Skye dialed a number and waited a
small while before someone picked up. “Hello?
came Brianna’s deep panting voice. “I’m so
glad to hear your voice! Please let me out. It is
getting stuffy, and I don’t think there’s much
smiled. She needed a cheering up after that ugly
confrontation with Mateo. “Have you tried to
swallow a pill, yet?”
she cried. “I’m getting desperate! I’ll do
anything. I just want to see Ian, and the skye and
shut up. You’re making me sick.”
pause. “Am I free?” she asked.
skills could come in useful.”
stopped her. “Don’t thank me quite yet…”
waited till Skye was out the door before he
started with his poorly laid out plan. He had a
terrible feeling about everything.
pregnant with my baby…” It couldn’t sit
right with him.
walked down the hallway and turned into his room.
He immediately picked up the phone and dialed a
number. He closed the door.
Father McMurdy? I need to talk to you…”