*MILENA*The horror. Was it a dream or a memory?Hank took my vitals as Arturo rocked me back and forth, saying soothing words to calm me down. I was so upset, this dream or memory had terrified me. Could my Mum do such a thing?Why would Rissa?It breaks my heart to think either would, but the dream was so real.Hank gave me a sweet tea, not something I like, but he said I needed the sugar after the trauma I had just been through. I sipped it, and it had some brandy in it, too, and the alcohol burned my raw throat as it went down; I felt the warmth go all the way to my stomach.“Lena, did you have a memory or a nightmare?' Hank asked me, concern laced his voice.“I do not know, it felt so real, but I do not understand why?”I whimpered back because it was true. I had no idea.Dad arrived, and behind him was Felicia. Both of them rushed over to give me a side hug, as Arturo was not going to release me. As the others approached us,Arturo pulled me closer to him.Felicia looked me over,
*RIO*Walking into Lena’s room, seeing and hearing her in so much distress, was not easy for me. How Arturo was comforting did little to ease my own need to comfort her, but knowing she has a good man to support her now was a huge bonus, though as a Dad, I want to be doing that. Dante was never any good for her, the wrong sort of man that she needed, but I can not say a thing about that. If you start telling your children you don't like someone, or they are not good enough for you, then you are asking for trouble with that child. They have to go down that road themselves, and you have to hope you are around to pick up the pieces if the child lets you.Arturo was not going to let go of her from his lap long enough for me to pull her into my arms for a warm hug that I so wanted to do, so I had to settle for a smaller one, and a kiss was all he would allow, before he pulled her back to him, making her almost part of him or so it seemed, he was in too much of a shock himself, she must hav
*MILENA*Hank ended up giving me a jab to put me to sleep.I have no idea how long I slept, but I must have needed it and was glad I did not have a nightmare or any new memories while sleeping. I would rather be awake when I remember stuff because I am not sure how much was real and how much was made up to cause it a bad nightmare.Though I am sure I have pushed for my records, Hank so far has not let me see the reports on my injuries, and no one will tell me yet what condition I was in when I arrived there. I tried to find out by logging into the hospital notes, but I am not on the hospital computer system as a patient. Dad said something about the hospital being my safe house, and no sign of me being there had been seen yet. I am curious to know how long he is going to keep me in the dark about all of this. Hank said, till I remember enough, was the nightmare not enough?Arturo has been by my side constantly, watching me like a hawk. Even Gustavo came in to look in on me and stayed
*ARTURO*Mum and Dad assured me it was best to stay in the kitchen away from the questioning for a couple of reasons; one was because I would want to go and serve justice myself, and I agreed I might do something stupid like that. Two, because of how upset I might get, they were concerned that it might stop her from answering if I got emotional while they were questioning her.Too afraid to upset me further.Both reasons sounded good, but I was still having trouble standing there trying to talk to Mum and Dad, trying to make it not seem like I would prefer to be in the other room and to try and pretend as if that was not happening in the other room.“Son, how about we see if Rio is okay with us smuggling her out of here and to our den for sports day? Maybe a day away from here would be good for her.”Mom suggested. I think this was just as hard on her as it was for me.Working with battered women, she has seen some bad things, and though this is different in some ways, it is the same to
*MILENA*The outfit they gave me to wear was ridiculous. There is no way I would have chosen to wear anything close to it. The color needs to be corrected for my completion, and the dress drags on the floor like it was made for a person a lot taller than me.Felicia knew what she was doing when she gave it to me to wear. I felt hideous in it, and the hat made my head itch, the makeup was overdone, I felt like I looked like a clown, and I wanted to scream, 'Who is that woman in the mirror?' when I stopped to look at myself, I twisted and turned to get a full look at it. No matter what way I turned, it did nothing for me or my figure.I was fighting and not giggling when I was on the gurney being taken to the ambulance bay. Hiding like that seemed to me so overboard. I was not in trouble here in the hospital, surely not.But then I got into the vehicle, and everything changed. I was feeling frightened, and I had no idea why. I looked at every vehicle with suspicion
*DANTE*A loud, constant knocking was happening on our front door at ten o'clock at night. We were all getting ready for bed.“I will get it,”I called out as I passed near the front door, checking that everything was locked up, a silly habit I started when I was young. I thought whoever was knocking was known by the gate guard, or they would never have made it past the gate.I opened the door. Several police officers were standing on the porch, staring at me as I opened it up. I was a little shocked to see them, but hopefully, I kept my face calm.“Can I help you?”I asked, feeling lead hit the bottom of my stomach at the sight of them. I was given more time to get the information they needed. Are they here to take me away?“Are Marissa and Mona Gordon home”The policewoman looked at her clipboard in his hand and then back up at me expectantly.“Sure, come on in, and I will call them down.”I was
*PAM*Finally, I had the warrant in hand and gathered several officers, and we headed in three vehicles to serve the warrant. We are excited about getting these two women.According to my senior, these two have their hand in a lot of the cases we are working on, and we need to be careful how we handle each case, making sure they can't get out of them. It will be a big coup for us to get them off the streets. The mansion is huge, just like most wealthy family homes in this area are. I pulled up at the massive gates and wound my window down as a guard came to my window.“Can I help you, officer?”The guard was young, in his early twenties. I lifted my warrant to show him, but he hardly glanced at it.“I am here to collect Mona and Rissa.”I did not get to say their last names as he backed away, and the large gates started to creek and grind, and they slid open. Well, that was easy. I thought I would get into an argument, or at least he
*RIO*Just as my day was ending, Pam came to my office. She was beautiful and kind. More than once since we had met, during these cases, she had been there for me when I was falling to pieces because of Lena and what she had gone through.Pam and I had dinner at her place, and we talked late into the night. She helped me through some rough patches there. We have not yet stepped into a relationship, but if she is willing, we could look at something soon. I had needs, and she would have been interested if I had read the hints correctly.“Hi Pam, what brings you to my office?' I asked, keeping this safe office etiquette. I do not need to be the talk of the office.“I assumed that you already knew of the arrests.”I nodded at her and waited for what she had to say.“Would you like company when you go to tell Lena?”She blushed when she said this; I took that as another hint. Would I like her company? I think she had tried to
*ARTURO*“Can we do both Rissa and Mum's funeral simultaneously? I do not want to go through it twice. Plus, I have an operation booked for a few days; we need to avoid clashing with that.”Lena showed almost no remorse or hurt; it was as if she was now immune to it all, and that worried me.Rio looked at me with the same surprised look, but we needed to figure out how to proceed.“I will call the hospital and see when I can collect her body and notify the funeral service of the added change.”“Want to come home for coffee?”Lena asked Rio.“No, I need to head home, shower, and change. I have a busy day tomorrow.”Rio hugged Lena and shook my hand; I got to pay the bill this time.Lena was too far gone in her thoughts to even think of the bill; score one for me.**********The following two days were a blur. Dad said that Lena might have selective amnesia, not wanting to have that pa
*ARTURO*Being woken up with that news shook me a little; I had to be there for my girl instantly while my head was still foggy. I can honestly say I was awake when I heard those words over the phone and pulled Lena to me. She was shaking, and though her voice was clear, her heart was beating faster, and she was fighting tears. Once she hung up the phone, she cried for a little while. I asked why the tears, and she said because, in her heart, she had lost a mother and sister; even if they were terrible and caused much pain and sorrow, deep down, they were still her family.We headed to the kitchen for breakfast. All ideas of relaxing at home were gone. She will want to go to work and keep her mind busy. We had intended to have a late start; I had no surgery, and her work in the lab was still cooking.I did my rounds at the hospital and released more patients before heading to Lena’s lab. She was checking on the monkey and Mr Green's stats. I loved that she
*JACKO*Being called out to the Sun Valley Sanitarium with my team was not a pretty sight. We could not arrest the woman who did the stabbing as she was already there for life, being classed as a danger to society and never to be released. The two women were never meant to have been put in that wing with that dangerous woman. I am kicking myself for not checking on the woman when I got the news of the first beatings, but I had so much on my plate. I got the call on my way there to check on them that they had been stabbed. I was nervous calling Rio and relieved when his phone went to the message bank. I hung up on Lena, and she promised to tell Rio. I feel bad for interrupting his joy of his first grandson and the honor of being named after him. I will have to catch up later and have a congratulatory drink.Lena seemed to take it well, but then she most likely had a lot to handle lately, and this would be just another blimp on her already rocky road of life.Our team is
“Is that why your Dad is not here? He was at the hospital holding mini Rio?”Felicia giggled,Paula and Alma arrived in time for all the news to be repeated.The den was different without Dad there. It had been a while since I celebrated the game with others, which had not included my Dad being there. I genuinely hope he gets to spend more time with Diego and his little growing family; the three of us used to be closer and somewhere along the line. Mona chased him away. I am sad that I had not noticed her doing it. I was too busy at the time, getting my doctor's degree, and missed out on seeing my brother at a critical time in his life. I hope he knew I supported him with his life choices.“Lena, the lass, is out of hospital and back home. She has her family with her to support her, and the courts have put the man in jail. She can get a divorce from him. Now he is in jail. It has made it easier. I believe she will sell the house and move in with her sis
*RIO*“Come see our son.”Judy beckoned them in.Diego was the first to go to bed, while the rest were held back and watched. He kissed Judy on the lips and then kissed the newborn's butt, and we all chuckled.Lena then offered to let him cut the cord; she turned the baby over so we could see the little boy. Diego took the scissors and cut the cord, and we all cheered as Diego gathered the little one in his arms and kissed his head. I took a small blanket over to him to wrap the baby in and waited for him to.When the baby was wrapped,Diego wanted to give Judy his attention, so he handed the baby off to me. I was shocked he did not give the child to Nate, but then Nate was a mess and may not have been up to holding the little one.“Here, Granddad, take Rio for a while, will you?”I looked at him with shock, but his face was full of love and pride; there was no sign that he was joking about the name, and he broke into a broad smile as I took the little bundle in my arms and almost wept a
*JACKO*The court hearing was underway. It was a Saturday, not a typical day for a court hearing, but it was the only time we could get it heard. The judge slotted the day in for us, as we promised it would only take the day. The courtrooms were booked out for months, and we no longer wish this case to be drawn out. The courtroom was closed, and no public, including the media, was allowed in. We tried to keep out who was going to others; it looked low-key. If someone wanted to push, they could dig further and find out, but it's been so good so far. When I arrived, I had yet to investigate.I sat in the audience watching as our prosecutor tore strips off the first few men from the Gutter Boys gang to pieces, and the four of them went to jail. The first three guys tried were the ones that hit Lena’s car and were also the ones that fired the tranquilizer darts at Scott's team. They had a good lawyer, but our case was airtight, and they were sentenced with parole, but they still had five
*MILENA*Arturo made watching the fireworks a whole new enjoyment. The thrusts into me were almost timed to the explosions going on outside, though I am unsure if he even noticed what was going beyond the window. The largest red flower bloomed in the sky as I skyrocketed over the threshold, and if Arturo had not held on for dear life, I would have collapsed because of the intensity of the climax.After a cleanup, we headed over to Louisa’s. I insisted we knock and wait, which I noticed Arturo only does at work. I had told him it was a courtesy to knock first, but he just shrugged and walked in anyway.Before he learns to knock, he should walk in on something he does not want to see. Louisa did not seem too surprised. He walked in without knocking, and I wondered if it was a family thing, and if so, I had no chance of changing his ways since I never locked my door in the beginning. I must have thought it was an open invitation. If I wanted him to knock, I would have closed the door. Be
*ARTURO*After arguing with Milena about her bodyguards for what felt like the one-hundredth time, she caved and agreed she would not leave the Condo without them. I would not have peace of mind at work if I had to worry about whether Lena was still at home and was okay. Scott promised better security this time round and had secretly put a bug on Lena, I think, on her phone, but I am not sure, and he won't tell me, but he said if she leaves the Condo without the security, he would know she was on the move and get the men to her. I wouldn't say I liked it, but it was the best we could come up with.Tonight, we were having dinner with my sister. She contacted me an hour ago to ensure we were still coming. She did not want to start cooking, and we did not turn up. Luckily, I had finished in the theater and could answer the phone. It is hit-and-miss to catch me when at work.For a change, instead of walking home, I took our car service. I saw the bodyguards parked across the road as we ap
*MILENA*Today, I decided to stay home, sorting out my things and generally cleaning up the Condo. We were going to go next door for dinner, and I thought about making a sweet to take with me.Arturo said it was unnecessary, but it is what I like to do, and he was wise enough not to argue with me. The place did not need much cleaning. We both seem to clean up after ourselves, leaving just the floors and washing to be done. The sliding door to the balcony was wide open, allowing a fresh breeze to blow through the place. It was nice to be able to open the place up and let nature clear the air inside, not that it was bad or anything; it was a nice refreshing feeling it gave me when I felt the wind in my face. We can often get a strong breeze up here, and having the door open was not good. Today is a good day.I had the television on, listening to the sports commentary about this weekend's games, and there was nothing of great interest yet. The television was more background noise. I had