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“What did you say?” Cathy said in a shocked tone.“I said, shut up. If you want me to talk with you, then quit yelling at me.”“Fine, I’ll quit yelling, but I have a lot to tell you about that boyfriend of yours.”“Alright Cathy, tell me what you know and then we can compare notes.” Creighton reached for his beard trimmer and started to touch up the hair on his chin and upper lip.“Did you know that he is the one who came here to build that factory last year?” Cathy asked, her voice filled with her usual, I know something you don’t know, tone.“It was two years ago actually and yes I am aware of that,” Sandra replied calmly, smiling at the audible gasp she heard on the other line.“You knew?”“Yes, of course, Creighton told me. What else do you know about him?” Cathy stuttered as she tried to compose her shock.“Well, I…that is…”“Okay, since you don’t seem to have your notes at hand, let me tell you what I know,” Sandra began. “Creighton has four siblings. His grandfather was a very
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They stepped through the door and found themselves in a different world from the one they had just left. The shelves were crowded with older books on one side, newer ones on the other. There was a section in the corner for children to sit and read, with mismatched furniture and a bookcase of coloring books and toys as well as new and old reading books. Two long simple tables and a dozen chairs of faded wood were set up for reading and research. There were three older computers on a wooden counter in the center of the shop while four worn sofas sat in various locations throughout. Near the front of the store was another counter with a large coffee machine and a glass display of pastries at one end, a newer computerized register at the other. A rather attractive young man stood behind it making coffees for the customers at one end and checking out their purchases at the other.Sandra looked around, admiring the window displays of up-and-coming writers and the smell only books have. It w
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“Do I dare ask how good?” she asked when they turned back and continued walking to the hotel.“I make more in one week than you make in five years,” he said boldly. “Once we’re married, we’ll sit down and go through the books together, until then I don’t want to scare you off.”“I guess I won’t have to worry about working overtime to pay the mortgage?” Creighton laughed, wrapping his arm around her waist.“You don’t have to worry about working at all, and I have a private accountant who pays my bills for me.”“Not work? But I like working. What am I supposed to do all day while you’re working to save the world from global warming?”“What do you want to do?”“I don’t know. I guess I haven’t thought about it. I mean, I don’t like the idea of spending the rest of my life barefoot and pregnant.”“Why don’t we discuss it over lunch? I’m starving.” Sandra sighed but chose to drop the subject for now, though she had a feeling they were about to set the first stone to a brick wall that would
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They had spent the afternoon talking about the future, about their hopes and plans and dreams and for the first time in her life, Sandra felt hopeful. She never considered her life outside of working, her grandparents or her sister and now she was getting married, moving to England and talking about pursuing her dream of writing. Her life had just become a whirlwind, far more forceful than any tornado ever hoped to be.Creighton insisted that they take in an opera while they were in Paris. He wanted Sandra to experience all the elegance and ambience the city had to offer. With a simple phone call, he secured dinner reservations at a restaurant she was certain would cost more than her monthly salary, and box seats for The Bastille where they would see The Marriage of Figaro. She had seen and done many things since meeting this man, but nothing was as exciting as the events that lay ahead of her.Sandra searched through the chest of drawers, blushing at the black leather bustier that la
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Creighton let go of Sandra’s hand and allowed her to enter the car ahead of him, before climbing in behind her. He sat silently next to her in the leather seat, completely oblivious of her presence.The car was very similar to the one he had picked her up in for their first date, though the interior was black with beige walls and carpeted floor. It pulled out into the evening’s traffic, while Sandra sat in the awkward silence trying to gauge Creighton’s mood. Several moments passed as he held her hand, gently caressing the back of her knuckles, looking intently at the air around them.“I was thinking about eating potato chips blindfolded, while bathing in hot fudge,” she said, watching him nod then turned a frown toward her causing her to laugh. “I wasn’t sure if you were still with me or not.”“I’m sorry,” he said with a warm smile, leaning into her and kissing her cheek. “I guess I have a lot on my mind.”“What was the call about? It wasn’t Cathy again, was it?” He drew a deep brea
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“Hello Mum,” he said a few seconds later. “I know, we've seen the reports…yes Mum, it's true…yes I just spoke with them…I am very sure…alright, just a moment,” he handed the phone off to her and sighed. “My mother would like to speak with you.” Sandra drew another deep breath. At this rate, they were never going to make it to the opera.“Hello, Mrs. Ashford,” she said softly.“Sandra, I am so happy to finally get a chance to meet you. Creighton has been banging on about you for the past two years. We were beginning to think he was off his chump, but when he called and asked for my mum’s ring, we knew he had either gone completely mental, or finally found the bottle to ask you. I’m so happy he wasn’t balmy."“Um…so am I,” Sandra said trying to figure out what she just said. “So, I need to ask you, since Creighton has asked my grandfather, may I have your permission to marry your son?” Creighton rolled his eyes.“Oh, my dear, absolutely, I know how much he loves you and he’s a wonderful
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“Monsieur Ashford, comment était-ce vous le dîner?” the Maître d’ asked when they neared him. He was an older man, tall and slender, his hair grey around the edges, the top of his head bald and shiny. He looked at them through dark grey eyes that seemed to twinkle. He was quite friendly, and after the nerve-wrecking walk she just had, that was very much appreciated. He smiled politely at Sandra and she found herself relaxing immensely.“Très bon, merci,” Creighton answered, his arm slipping around Sandra’s waist. The two men exchanged a few more comments in French before she found herself being escorted out the door at a leisurely pace. They climbed back into the limousine where Sandra literally collapsed against the leather cushions.“You did remarkably well,” Creighton praised, kissing her hand again as the car pulled back into traffic. “There wasn’t a person in that room who didn’t admire you.”“I’m sure they were all wondering how they could trade places with me.”“I know the me
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“Ask what you wish, and I’ll answer.”“The truth?”“I have never lied to you, Sandra, and I never will.”“Tell me about the Don’s boys?” she asked suspiciously. “Is there any real threat from them?”“Not really,” he said quietly. “They are two of Aryana’s brothers. They would never cause her harm.”“Then why did you allow me to think they were after us?”“Because they are. The Don wants Aryana and me back in Milan and sent his boys to get us. He keeps his two sons, Demarco and Silvano as errand boys and while Demarco is logical and calm, his brother is not. Silvano likes people to think he’s mafia. It excites him to know he frightens people, especially women.”“And the Don? Is he really a mafia king?” Creighton sighed, taking her hand and leading her to the sofa where they sat down next to each other.“No.”“You did lie to me,” she said softly.“No, I didn’t. You were the one who called the Don a mafia king. I just didn’t deny it. You wanted an adventure and I wanted you with me. Bec
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Sandra hung up the phone with a slam, then glanced to her grandparents who were sitting at the kitchen table. She was starting to get angry with all the rejections and dead-end avenues. She called Davies and told him she wanted him to get the plane ready to go to France, only to be told the police had restricted his flying. They were concerned that whomever it was that had killed her husband would try and sabotage the jet.She was getting frustrated and felt like she was being held back. If she didn’t know better, she would think she was being placed under lockdown. She could understand the police’s concern, but she had more men around her then they had at Fort Knox, and she would be willing to take all of them with her if she needed to.“I can’t leave the house, I can’t go to France, I can’t even gather eggs,” she grumbled as she joined the older couple. “What am I supposed to do? I can’t sit here and wait until doomsday to find out what happened to my husband.”“Honey, you’re going
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The room was warm as the setting sun shone through the blinds. Two detectives sat on the sofa, watching as the man continued to pace the floor. Trying to keep him calm was growing increasingly harder with each hour.Creighton could only assume the horror his family was going through, not to mention Sandra. They had been having difficulties, but this made all of that seem trivial. He had to call her, he had to contact her somehow and let her know he was alive, but the police were refusing to allow him the chance. They had to keep him concealed for the time being, though it was steadily becoming impossible. The man was acting like a caged animal, anxiously trying to find a means of escape.“How much longer do we have to sit here?” he growled, looking to those gathered around.“We need you to remain patient for a little longer,” a bald-headed man told him. “Monsieur Ashford, we understand what you’re going through…”“Like hell you do,” Creighton snapped. “I have a pregnant wife at home w
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“I know she’ll be happy when it’s over,” Emma said, returning to the room, her eyes red from the tears she’d been wiping away. “She can’t let Brandon go to school, and she has to keep the children inside instead of letting them go out to play.”“I’m sure they are going stir crazy,” Cathy said with a frown. “Especially Grace. That little girl is used to having the freedom of the farm to run and play.”“The only good thing is the weather,” William told them. “It’s been really wet, and she doesn’t like getting her dresses dirty.”“Sounds like her aunt,” Andrew said with a soft chuckle.“Maybe we should take this meeting over to my sister’s,” Cathy suggested with a sideways grin.“Let me call Derek and Kristin,” William said, standing and walking to the phone on the wall. “They wanted to know what you found out.”“Just have them meet us at Sandra’s,” Andrew told him. “We can discuss this all there.”“I thought Sabrina and Irena would be here,” Cathy said, looking at Emma who was wrapping
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Parker and Harvey held off the reporters for as long as they could alone, then eventually had to call NHT’s security. Within a few short hours, there were enough burly looking men to scare off anyone trying to get near the house. Sandra kept her children inside, though it really wasn’t difficult. The rain had eased by supper, but just like the past several days, it picked up again this morning.Max growled as he laid of the entry. The noise of cameras clicking, and the soft hum of voices mingled among the breezes of the day. She had tried to watch television, but every station was reporting on the accident. Eventually, she had no choice but to surrender and put on Grace’s favorite princess movie. At least it kept them from listening to those who insisted that there was no hope in finding any answers this soon.Sandra drew a deep breath as she wiped the moisture from her forehead. She had decided to keep herself busy and baked two apple pies, along with nearly a hundred sugar cookies.
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“No, it’s about assuming you knew what I would want. You did this, claiming it was for us when it was for you. You can’t stand the idea that your little sister has something you never would. It was bad enough when I felt like I was competing with Creighton for your attention, but now I’m watching you compete with Sandra for the mother of the year award.”“Stop comparing me to Sandra!” Cathy screamed. “It’s not my fault she’s perfect. She’s always been everyone’s favorite. I can’t tell you how many boyfriends I’ve dumped after I found out they were using me to get close to her. I didn’t want Creighton, but after he chose her over me, it made me angry. I was competing with her again, and she was too stupid to realize it. He chose that simple, no makeup, no fuss girl over me. She shares his bed, when I’m a better lover then she would ever be. She has his money, his admiration, your parents’ admiration, even my grandparents enjoy spending time with her over me. She even has a perfect body
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“Maybe Michelle heard from him,” the boy said hopefully.“I haven’t spoken with her, but I want to call in the morning. She may know something more than the police do.”The two were silent for a long time as they considered their own thoughts, until Sandra realized the tea was gone. She looked to Brandon who looked like he was finally able to fall asleep, then stood and took the cups to the sink.“Come on, son,” she told him, wrapping her arm around his shoulders. “Let’s see if we can get some sleep.”“Mum, can I come sleep with you?” Brandon asked once they reached the second floor of their house.Sandra smiled and hugged the boy, nodding as he looked up to her.“You can sleep on your daddy’s side,” she told him. “Just don’t tell him I let you in our bed. He may get jealous.”Brandon smiled as he walked with her into the bedroom. Sandra helped him between the covers and tucked him in, then left to check on Grace. The house was silent and soft snores of her little girl could be heard
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Sandra paced her bedroom trying to stop her mind from racing through the events of the day. Derek had come home after his mother called him, insisting on picking up Brandon from school. Sabrina called to say the reporters were going crazy with the news of the Tornado’s fire and that she and Giovanni would be home as soon as they could get there.Irena spoke with her parents and insisted on calling in a prescription for Sandra’s nerves, though she refused to use it. She needed to stay alert and concentrate in order to determine what was going on. The last thing she needed was to surrender to the effects of a drug.After speaking with Andrew, William informed the rest of the family about Cathy’s surgery, though he wouldn’t go into detail. He assured them he would check into the reports from his end and stay abreast of the investigation. Once Cathy felt like traveling, they would drive out to Yorkshire to be with the family.Nana tried to get Sandra to let her stay overnight, but she was
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Sandra opened her eyes and looked around. She was in her bedroom, yet she couldn’t remember laying down. The house was silent and the soft pattering of rain outside reminded her that the dog had made a muddy mess of the entry. Then she remembered her grandfather and William coming over, and slowly began to piece together the last thing she remembered.There had been an accident on the Tornado and three bodies were found. She knew in her heart it wasn’t Creighton. She couldn’t even begin to guess who would have been on their ship, or how it ended up at sea, but she knew her husband wasn’t the one killed. Now all she had to do, was convince the others into believing her.Sandra stepped down the stairs to hear Grace talking to her great-grandfather, the dog running from one room to another as he chased his rope and the smells of food drifting out of the kitchen. She stepped into the living room and saw Papa sitting beside Grace, one of her own books open in front of him as he listened to
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Sandra stared at the two men for a long moment as their words began to sink in. When she spoke with her husband earlier that morning, he was still at the hotel. He didn’t mention having plans of returning to the yacht. Why would he go back there when he told her he was packing to come home?Then she thought about the bodies found. One was female. Who was it? Did Creighton lie to her about not being involved with Garcon’s assistant? Had he gone there to meet with her, perhaps a final rendezvous before coming home to his family?“Did you hear what we said?” Papa asked her.“It’s impossible,” she began, her anger taking over her words. Sandra looked down at Grace who was trying to wipe the muddy water from her little dress. She hadn’t understood what her grandparents were saying. All she cared about was her soiled outfit.“Sweetheart, go upstairs and find a clean dress,” Sandra told the little girl. “Put that one in the hamper and warsh your hands. We’ll make lunch when you’ve finished.
