“He’s telling the truth.” Kelley looked at Mason as he said those words.“Andrea said basically the same. Kirk never touched her, he tried to help her.”Lee swung his legs off the bed and sat looking at them. “He did get her out of there.”“So we’re in agreement? We kill him and send them his picture? Make them sweat a little?”Connor stood in the doorway and listened to their conversation. “We can have Blaire wire it anonymously but they’ll still know who did it.”Mason nodded his head. “They’ll be pissed off. Where exactly is your mother, Kelley?”“I’m going to have to bring her in before we do this. Charles has always controlled her and I’m not sure if that spell has broken, even with all the years that she’s been gone.”“You should get her to the island, it’s the safest place for everyone. You can check on your wife while you’re at it.”Lee didn’t hide the smirk on his face and Kelley shook his head. “She won’t go with anyone else. Have Blaire track her and book me a flight to whe
Marley, Milana and Andrea sat around the kitchen table having finished lunch a while ago. Steel stood in the corner trying to blend in but however much he tried Milana couldn’t forget his presence. She wondered briefly if Marley knew her mother was on her way. They’d been on the island for eight days and even though every care had been taken with their comfort in mind, she didn’t want to be there.“I can’t believe Marcus Holt was an even bigger asshole than I thought!” Marley’s fists were clenched as they listened to Andrea’s story.“The worst part is he has Grace. I can’t even imagine what Mason is going through.”“If I know my brother, and I do, they’ll find a way to get Grace back.”Milana nodded her head. “They will. Kelley’s said as much.”“Looks like you two are cozying up.”Milana shrugged as she looked at Marley. “I don’t know, he did drug me.”“I haven’t even spoken to Mason about everything. He must hate me.” Andrea lowered her head and Marley gripped her hand.“Mason doesn’
Kelley watched Milana sleep for a few seconds before taking his clothes off and heading to the bathroom. He showered quickly and changed into sweats, glad now that he’d sent a bag with Jesse just for in case.He slid into bed next to her and molded his body around hers as she turned in her sleep. His hand went to her stomach, like it always did, and Milana sighed in her sleep. Kelley smiled then. Even when she was mad, she still liked his presence.Sleep came the moment he closed his eyes. He was at peace, here with her, a peace he’d never had before. He slept fitfully until an elbow gutted him in the ribs and a leg kicked out against his. “What the hell!”“I think you meant morning.” Kelley turned onto his back as Milana sat upright in the bed.“When did you get here?”“Last night. I didn’t want to wake you.”Milana looked warily at him and then she turned her face away from his. She shifted until she sat on the edge of the bed. She felt the movement behind her as Kelley moved with h
Kelley pulled up to the gate of his house to find another vehicle already parked there. One of the guards stood next to the vehicle looking stoic but basically ignoring the occupant. Kelley climbed out and the guard straightened his stance.“Detective Black …”The car door opened and Durandt Black climbed out. “Good afternoon, Kelley. I need to speak with you since you are now home.”Kelley smiled and nodded his head at the guard. “Of course, Detective.”The gate opened and Kelley got back into his car and watched the detective drive through the gate. The guard nodded his head at him as he also drove through the gate. He parked his car in the garage as Durandt parked in the driveway.He followed Kelley to the front door that opened just as he stepped onto the stone patio. Connor looked at Durandt and then at Kelley. “Detective Black, I see you made your way inside after all.”“That I did. Lucky for me that Kelley arrived when he did.”“Let’s go through to the sitting room. Connor woul
Kelley sat in his bedroom with the laptop open as he watched Milana on the screen. She was sitting on the bed with her phone in her hand. She kept looking at the screen and Kelley couldn’t bring himself to call her.He wanted her to call him, to tell him she was either pregnant or not. If she wasn’t though, why would she be hesitating to call him? Why was she hesitating in the first place? A million thoughts ran through his mind as he stared at her.She put her phone back in the drawer and Kelley sighed. Maybe she wasn’t pregnant and didn’t want to tell him that. What if she was and she didn’t want to tell him that either? She couldn’t still be that mad at him, could she?Kelley lay back on the bed and watched her as she got into bed and switched off the lamp. He fell asleep watching her sleep and that helped a little. He missed her a lot but at least he could look at her. They needed to speed things along.The next morning he walked into the basement where Kirk lay on the floor with
Kelley sat up straight in bed, breathless with his heart beating a crescendo in his chest. Something wasn’t right. He didn’t know what, but something niggled at the back of his mind. His room was still bathed in darkness as he got up from the bed and walked into his dressing room.He pulled on jeans, boots and a t-shirt and opened his bedroom door. The house was dark and quiet as he made his way to the stairs and then to the foyer. Connor appeared beside him and Kelley didn’t even question why he was awake.“I feel it too,” Connor said.“It’s too quiet. Our victory was too easy,” Kelley said.Connor’s jaw tensed and Kelley could see the muscle twitch there. He had no idea what he should be doing but he knew he had to get out of the house. “Let’s take a drive.”Kelley’s phone rang and he pulled it from his jean pocket and swiped to answer Blaire’s call, seeing that it was one am. “Blaire.”“Dude, I got a location on Charles, he’s in Yorkdare Bay.”“Good work, Blaire, send me the addres
Lee looked up and for a moment he didn’t understand what he was seeing. Kelley was holding Marella in his arms, her shirt was torn, her lip swollen and bloody and in that moment he forgot about his own pain, both physical and emotional.Kelley placed Marella on the floor but kept his arm around her. Mason had stood up too, his own eyes red from crying. Connor had called them at six am to give them the news of Blain’s murder. Lee hadn’t been able to process it.He stood up and his hand instantly went to the wound near his hip, the one healing the slowest. Tears now welled in his eyes as he took Marella in, noting the exhaustion on her face. “Marella.” His voice trembled and Kelley nodded his head at Mason.Lee didn’t even register them retreating or the door closing a few seconds later. Lee took a step towards her and he noted her limp. Against his doctor’s advice of not doing anything, he picked her up and walked towards the bed.His wound pulled but he didn’t care. He sat down on the
It was noon by the time Kelley woke up and got ready for the day. He wandered into his study and sat down behind his desk. A knock on the door drew him out of his reverie. He ordered lunch from the kitchen with a request to eat it in his study.He didn’t want to speak to anyone right now. He was tired and angry, bitterness filled him up and he’d dreamt of Charles. He dragged a hand over his newly cut short hair, an army cut because he hadn’t had time to go to his usual barber, so he’d just cut it off himself.Charles had stood next to his bed, laughing with that fucking hole in his forehead. Kelley felt more exhausted than he had before he’d gone to sleep. He didn’t feel guilty for killing Charles. The man was a sick psychopath.A knock on his door announced that his lunch was ready and he stood up from behind his desk. He opened the door and took the tray from the cook. She wouldn’t send anybody else up to his study. “Thank you, Marjorie.”With a smile and a nod of her head she left