Victor and Lexi just made it back inside the mansion before it started to pour. They quietly walked through the kitchen, and then to the dining room. They walked to the foyer.
“May I take your coat, Ms. Brown,” he asked.
“Oh no. I got it,” Lexi said.
They took off their coats and hats. Victor opened the closet door to put away their things. They walked out of the foyer.
Thunder roared outside with the rain. Several flashes of lightning shined through the windows.
“So, Victor, what’s on the dinner menu this evening?&rdq
Jennifer and Jeffrey requested that their dinner be served in their room. Jeffrey told the others that Jennifer was so upset about what happened to Lindsay that she was too afraid to leave the room. It was a partial truth. Jennifer was petrified, but she wanted to be alone with her husband so they could discuss their next move. “We should leave,” Jennifer said seriously. “We can’t leave even if we wanted to,” Jeffrey said seriously. “There’s practically a hurricane outside.” “It’s just a bad storm,” Jennifer countered. “We only have to drive twenty-five miles. It’s a better option than staying here and getting attacked for
The thunder and lightning had subsided and the rain had let up. However, the wind was blowing hard. According to the weatherman on the radio, the break from the storm wasn’t going to last long. It was going to storm on and off for the next two days. Brock, Troy, Blake, Barry, Lexi, and Nicole were having after-dinner drinks in the receiving room. Lindsay, Jennifer, and Jeffrey had dinner upstairs in their rooms. Lindsay was feeling better, but as a precaution, she stayed in bed. Victor had just gone upstairs to check on everyone. Troy and Barry had wanted to call Connor, but they couldn’t find their cellphones. They had confronted Brock about it. Brock had sworn up and down that he didn’t have them. So, they had tried to call Connor from the landline pho
Ten minutes later, everyone was in the foyer putting on their coats. Victor was going to stay. He had said that he hadn’t abandoned his post during the worst of times since he’s been employed at the Mosley Mansion. Brock wasn’t having it.“You’re being foolish,” Brock said. “If you stay here alone, you’re going to get killed. You’re coming with us.”“Sir-,” Victor began.“That’s an order, solider,” Brock said sternly.Barry handed Victor his trench coat and paperboy hat. “You may as well put these on, dude. We’re not leaving without you.”“You’re not betraying anything by coming with us,” Lexi assured the butler. “I’m sure Mr. Mosley won’t mind you leaving the house when your life is in danger.”“She’s right,” Blake said as he adjusted the dark plaid scarf around the collar of
An hour later, Lexi was in her room with the door open. She had changed into a white nightgown. She started wondering if it was a good idea for her to change out of her clothes. What if she needed to run outside to save her life?She stood in the middle of the room. She couldn’t believe her predicament. For the first time in her life, she had plenty of money to do what she wanted and now she was in a life-or-death situation.“Why couldn’t this have happened while I was broke?” she mumbled.“What?” Blake said as he approached the doorway. He was holding a black bible.“Oh…nothing,” she said.“I came to check on you,” Blake said.“Where is everyone else?” Lexi asked.He stepped into the room. “Troy and Victor are doing a perimeter check. Brock is downstairs with Lindsay. Barry and Nicole are playing cards in the receiving room.”Lexi nodded
Barry walked Lindsay to her room. Brock, Troy, and Nicole were in her room. Victor’s quarters were in a separate house in the backyard, but considering what was going on he had decided to spend the night upstairs in the main house. Lindsay was more nervous than a cat in a tree. Seven years in the Marines had conditioned him to keep calm in life or death situations. Barry turned to leave Lindsay in her room. “Wait,” she said nervously. “Can’t you stay for a while?” He supposed he could. It’s not like he had anyone else to talk to. Nicole was drunk and flirting with Troy and Brock like c
Lexi opened her eyes to find Blake gone. She turned her head to look at the clock. It was covered with a note. Lexi rolled her body to lie on her side and picked it up.Dear Lexi,Last night was the most enlightening and sensual experience of my life. I will never forget it. Because I am a man of the cloth, I should be ashamed, but I am not. I hope you are not either. I thought it best that I go back to my room to keep both our reputations intact. I’ll see you in the morning.BlakeLexi smiled as she laid the note next to the clock. After they had made love, they had held each other and listened to the rain. They had made out as well. She didn’t mean to fall asleep.She wasn’t ashamed of herself. For the first time in her life, she had sex with a virgin. Feminine power and confidence flowed through her. Most women would be horrified that they had de-virginized a priest. Not Lexi. She was proud of it. She
Everyone had packed up their things and moved down to the den. There was a full bathroom downstairs, so everyone took turns showering and getting dressed. Victor had found some old camping gear in the basement. Everyone had helped him carry sleeping bags, flashlights, pillows, and blankets to the den.They didn’t sit down to breakfast until ten. The mood was somber, tense, and stressed. Nicole was eating slowly. Troy and Brock were stone-faced. Blake quietly ate. Lexi fought not to wolf her food down like a carnivore because she was a stress eater. Lindsay picked at her food. They were able to calm her down a little bit, but the joint that Nicole had in her purse had helped Lindsay more. The kitchen door was propped open because Brock didn’t want Victor to be closed off from the rest of the group. He didn’t care if he was just in the next room or not.Brock cleared his throat at the table. “I think we should talk about recent events.”
Brock and Lexi came up with a plan and told Troy about it when he came back outside. Lexi insisted on being with them when they confronted Victor. To Brock’s dismay, he gave in. Lexi thought she would be safe as long as Brock was around because he had a weapon. Besides, she needed to be there. She had become fond of the elderly butler and she wanted to know why Victor would do all these awful things. Didn’t he know that Brock would have provided anything he needed?Troy was supposed to tell Victor that he needed his help with searching the mausoleum. Troy was also going to tell Victor he believed the killer might have hidden the missing spark plug cables there or had a getaway vehicle on the grounds.Brock and Lexi brought tools from the shed into the mausoleum. Brock was prying off the loose white marble tile that Victor had pointed out to Lexi when they were in the mausoleum together.A realization struck Lexi like a ton of bricks. “Bro
Lexi came out of the bedroom of the four-bedroom Dallas home that Brock owned. He had purchased it when he had first moved to Texas. It had been two weeks since that horrible weekend at the Mosley Estate.Lexi had made it back to the estate that stormy night. By the time she had made it back to the mausoleum, Brock had made his way outside. He was holding his shoulder as he grimaced in pain.She had called 911. The cops had found Blake’s body, but Troy and the camper were gone. They put an APB out on him. The camper was found one hundred miles away from Dallas. Troy and the gold were gone. The cops believed he had crossed the border. He was still at large. Brock doubted that they would find Troy. He had connections all over North and South America from being in the Marines for ten years. Also, he spoke Spanish fluently. Troy wouldn’t be found unless he wanted to be found.Troy’s suspicions about what happened to Lindsay and Nicole were correct.
Troy rolled over to his side. Lexi struggled to turn over. Her wrists and part of her hands had fallen asleep in the restrictive bindings. Troy let out a low sigh and slowly sat up on the edge of the bed.Thunder rumbled outside. It started pouring again.Troy groaned with satisfaction as he slowly stood up. He pulled his jeans up and turned around to face Lexi on the bed.Lexi looked up at him. “We had a deal,” she whispered.He smiled at her as he zipped his pants. “We did, beautiful, and I intend to keep it.” Troy buttoned his jeans, and then looked at his watch. “Let me help you up.”Troy helped Lexi off the bed. He pulled her skirt down, and copped a feel of her breasts before he pulled her turtleneck down, covering them. Then, he reached into his pocket and pulled out her car key and the burner phone. “Here you are.”“Um, my wrists?”He smiled. “That wasn&rs
Lexi was soaked to the skin as she stood in the camper. Troy closed the door and stuffed Brock’s pistol in his jeans pocket. Then, he unzipped his jacket and quickly took it off. Lexi watched Troy pull his ivory polo shirt over his head. His pale chest was smooth and muscular. She didn’t know he had all that under there. “Aren’t you going to untie me?” Lexi asked as she raised her wrists up. He chuckled. “I’m horny, not dumb.” Damn, she was going to have to go through with it. Oh well, it was better than her being dead. She nodded. He stepped closer to her as he undid his j
Victor and Troy loaded the large satchel of gold coins and jewels in the back of Lexi’s SUV. The rain pounded on the vehicle.“It’s done,” Victor said breathlessly.“All right,” Blake said. “Brock, I’m afraid this is where we part ways.”Before Lexi knew it, Troy had shot Brock. The gun shot was ten times as loud because of the walls in the mausoleum. If the doors weren’t wide open, they would have gone deaf.Lexi screamed in terror as Brock stumbled backwards and fell back on the floor.“Jesus!” Victor exclaimed.“Oh come on,” Blake yelled at Victor. “You know we couldn’t keep him alive.”Lexi ran over to Brock. She knelt down next to him. His eyes were closed. Blood was seeping from his shoulder. Troy could have hit his heart.Blake grabbed her arm and yanked her up.“He’s still your brother,” Victor
Blake’s dark thick hair was soaking wet from the rain. He was wearing a dark trench coat, black slacks, and black boots. Everyone was flabbergasted, especially Brock. He had gone pale.“Hey, big brother,” Blake said as he walked towards them with his gun up. “Why don’t you slowly take that gun out of your pocket?”Everyone looked at Brock.Brock’s cheeks started glowing red.“Do it, Brock, or I’m going to plug one in Lexi right in front of you,” Blake said and pointed the gun at Lexi. “I’ll shoot her way before you can stop me.”Brock exhaled. He slowly pulled the gun out of his pocket.“Put it on the floor and kick it over to Victor,” Blake ordered.Lexi flinched at the sound of metal skidding across the cement floor.Victor knelt down slowly and picked up the gun. He didn’t take his eyes off of them.“What . . . how .
Brock and Lexi came up with a plan and told Troy about it when he came back outside. Lexi insisted on being with them when they confronted Victor. To Brock’s dismay, he gave in. Lexi thought she would be safe as long as Brock was around because he had a weapon. Besides, she needed to be there. She had become fond of the elderly butler and she wanted to know why Victor would do all these awful things. Didn’t he know that Brock would have provided anything he needed?Troy was supposed to tell Victor that he needed his help with searching the mausoleum. Troy was also going to tell Victor he believed the killer might have hidden the missing spark plug cables there or had a getaway vehicle on the grounds.Brock and Lexi brought tools from the shed into the mausoleum. Brock was prying off the loose white marble tile that Victor had pointed out to Lexi when they were in the mausoleum together.A realization struck Lexi like a ton of bricks. “Bro
Everyone had packed up their things and moved down to the den. There was a full bathroom downstairs, so everyone took turns showering and getting dressed. Victor had found some old camping gear in the basement. Everyone had helped him carry sleeping bags, flashlights, pillows, and blankets to the den.They didn’t sit down to breakfast until ten. The mood was somber, tense, and stressed. Nicole was eating slowly. Troy and Brock were stone-faced. Blake quietly ate. Lexi fought not to wolf her food down like a carnivore because she was a stress eater. Lindsay picked at her food. They were able to calm her down a little bit, but the joint that Nicole had in her purse had helped Lindsay more. The kitchen door was propped open because Brock didn’t want Victor to be closed off from the rest of the group. He didn’t care if he was just in the next room or not.Brock cleared his throat at the table. “I think we should talk about recent events.”
Lexi opened her eyes to find Blake gone. She turned her head to look at the clock. It was covered with a note. Lexi rolled her body to lie on her side and picked it up.Dear Lexi,Last night was the most enlightening and sensual experience of my life. I will never forget it. Because I am a man of the cloth, I should be ashamed, but I am not. I hope you are not either. I thought it best that I go back to my room to keep both our reputations intact. I’ll see you in the morning.BlakeLexi smiled as she laid the note next to the clock. After they had made love, they had held each other and listened to the rain. They had made out as well. She didn’t mean to fall asleep.She wasn’t ashamed of herself. For the first time in her life, she had sex with a virgin. Feminine power and confidence flowed through her. Most women would be horrified that they had de-virginized a priest. Not Lexi. She was proud of it. She
Barry walked Lindsay to her room. Brock, Troy, and Nicole were in her room. Victor’s quarters were in a separate house in the backyard, but considering what was going on he had decided to spend the night upstairs in the main house. Lindsay was more nervous than a cat in a tree. Seven years in the Marines had conditioned him to keep calm in life or death situations. Barry turned to leave Lindsay in her room. “Wait,” she said nervously. “Can’t you stay for a while?” He supposed he could. It’s not like he had anyone else to talk to. Nicole was drunk and flirting with Troy and Brock like c