Fatal Deception: Part I
caught his interest now. “Then tell me about it,” he said, taking a seat.
    “Look, Marc, I’m flattered to think you have some interest in my private life, but I’m not here to talk about me. I’m here about you and your brother,” she snapped without blinking an eye.
    Marc stood to his feet, and ran his hand over his head. “Well, I guess you straightened me out. It’ll be straight to business then. I’ve instructed you on what will and won’t be mentioned in this interview so you have every right to set your own boundaries, and I will not cross them again.” He left and went to the dining room, leaving her standing in silence.
    Deidra stood to her feet clenching her fists. What had she done? She wanted to scream hard and loud, but knew it wouldn’t be wise to reveal her temper. She would have think of a way to smooth things over. She just needed to breathe and calm down. She inhaled, allowing the oxygen to flow through her body, then slowly released it.
    Alondra was coming down the stairs, and saw her father was clearly upset as he left the living room. She was curious as to the cause. She came to the door peering into the room, and to her surprise, there was Deidra. She was about to go check on her father when she noticed Deidra had a weird expression forming on her face. She continued to observe from the hallway, and saw her doing the breathing exercises. Not one to know when to hold her peace and when not, she entered the room. “I use to take a psychology class,” said Alondra. “The breathing method was often used to calm a person with anger issues.”
    Deidra flipped around and glared at Alondra silently.
    “I see you know something about that,” said Alondra. “I think everyone should. You never know when it will come in handy.” Alondra finished and left the room.
    Deidra stared after her until she was no longer in her sight, her heart rate increasing as she began to breathe through her nose. Obstacles! Why must there always be obstacles? She yelled to herself.
     
     
     
    Chapter 11
     
    After breakfast Alondra joined her aunt in the kitchen. “Something is wrong with that woman,” she said to Blair.
    “Are you at that again?” Blair asked. “Do we have to leave today to keep the peace?” Blair stopped what she was doing, and turned to her niece.
    Alondra sat down, and began to fidget with something on the table. “No!” She said, knowing where this was going. And after the way her aunt has been acting lately, she didn’t want to ruffle her feathers.
    “Good! Because I have a lot of things to get done around here. Yesterday set me back, and besides, I have to go into town tomorrow so I won’t be able to get them done then.” She seemed to drift off somewhere.
    “Aunt Blair, are you all right?” she stood up and went to her.
    Blair smiled and touched the side of her face with the palm of her hand. “I’m fine, Baby.” She reassured her then thought of something that might keep Alondra distracted so she could get some chores done. “You know what? I was thinking… Geri is over at her place all alone. Maybe you could go visit her, and help her get settled in.” Blair nodded with a big smile on her face.
    Alondra turned away allowing this suggestion satiate in her mind. “Yeah! That’s a great idea. I like her.” Blair continued to be amazed at how quickly Alondra took to Geri.
    “Can I ride my bike?” she asked as she started out the kitchen door.
    “Ask your dad, hon.” Blair advised.
    “Okay, I will,” said Alondra. “But don’t think I don’t I know you’re trying to get rid of me,” she said with a chuckle before getting on her way.
    “That girl is too smart for her own good,” Blair said quietly, shaking her head.
     
    Deidra was with her crewmen giving them instructions. Cain was in the garage, busy with something and Marc was standing on the porch observing everything. His head turned when Alondra came out onto the porch.
    Deidra glanced over when she

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