Fatal Deception: Part I
saw Alondra come out of the house. She didn’t like that girl. She too thought she was too smart for her own good. That’s when she decided to go for broke, and walked towards them.
    “Dad, I’m going over to visit with Geri. Can I ride my bike? I’ll go straight over and come straight back when I’m done,” she promised.
    “Does she know you’re dropping in on her uninvited?” Marc asked. He then noticed Deidra coming their way.
    “Aunt Blair suggested it. I could help her unpack, you know, be neighborly,” she said, smiling innocently.
    He walked to the other end of the porch and thought about it. He wasn’t sure if he wanted her to be riding alone. “Why don’t I take you? Then, when you’re finished you can call, and I’ll pick you up,” he said. He also wouldn’t mind seeing Geri again after they hit it off last night.
    “You’re leaving?” asked Deidra, coming in on the last of the conversation. Marc’s eyes automatically went to her.
    Alondra didn’t acknowledge her at all.
    “Just for a minute,” said Marc. “I’ll be right back.” He then went inside for his keys.
    Unknown to Alondra, Deidra had a death stare on her, but she suddenly turned around and saw it.
    Deidra tried to soften her eyes, but Alondra caught it in time, and felt a chill run up her spine. She knew there was something wrong with this woman. She’d witnessed too many strange things. She was definitely going to keep an eye on her.
    “Okay, let’s go, Alondra,” said Marc. “Deidra, I won’t be long.”
    Marc and Alondra went to the garage where Cain was finishing up with his work and looked up to see his brother and niece climbing into the SUV.
    “Where are you two going?” he asked.
    “I’m going to help Geri get unpacked. Aunt Blair suggested it. She felt it was best if I was out of the way.” She wittingly informed her uncle.
    “Okay! But why are you going, Marc? She can driver herself,” said Cain, looking at his brother curiously.
    “I’m just going to make sure it’s okay with Geri,” Marc explained.
    But Cain wasn’t buying his story. He grinned slyly and Marc gave brushed it off. Cain laughed and went to the house as they drove away. But he caught a glimpse of something fly from behind the garage. It was a bucket. He wondered how it happened, and then saw Deidra come from that direction. He shook his head, puzzled.
    Cain was still scratching his head when he went upstairs to find Blair who was sewing something as he came in. She looked up to see his expression.
    “What’s wrong, Honey?” she stopped what she was doing and watched as he went to the window.
    Cain saw Deidra at her Jeep saying something to her crew. Then she climbed in and left.
    He turned to Blair as if wanting to say something, but didn’t know quite how to say it. “First,” he began. “Why is Marc taking Alondra over to Geri’s instead of letting her to ride her bike or take one of the cars?” he sat down near her staring at what was in her hands.
    “Marc took her to Geri’s?” Blair asked. She was surprised. “That’s strange. I told her to ask him if she could ride her bike. I didn’t think he would take her over there like a child. He has to realize she’s nearly grown up.”
    “I think it’s more than just treating Alondra like a child. It’s Geri.” Cain interjected.
    Blair froze for a moment. “Geri? What do you mean, Geri?” she asked.
    He gave her familiar look.
    “Oh!” Blair’s mouth swung opened, and her eyebrows rose. “He’s been so lonely for so long, and now two women have him going.” Blair laughed.
    Cain stood and went back to the window wondering where Deidra had gone.
    “One I’m not so sure about,” he said under his breath.
    Blair’s eyes squinted seeing something was still troubling him. “Cain, tell me, what is it?” She came to join him at the window.
    “Deidra,” he replied. “A little bit ago, a bucket came flying from the back of the garage and I wondered how it

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