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realized my brother was talking to
me.
    “I said dad is on his way back from New
York, but we are heading to Cali tomorrow.”
    “Um, hold on.” I turned to face the guys and
covered the phone. “Mind if I, uh?” I nodded towards Carson’s room.
I walked into his room on his nod. I shut the door then very calmly
said “WHAT! Why?”
    “Well that’s what the trip was about; the
New York office had a problem with a missing contractor.”
    “What happened?” concern filled my voice.
This is the first time something like this has happened since I’ve
been working for the company.
    “Well they found him.” His voice morose
    “Who and where?”
    “It was Charley and they found him in his
apartment…”
    “Oh no. But if it happened there, why are
you guys coming here?”
    “Delta reported a rogue.”
    A funny feeling came over me. “Who?” My
voice broke.
    “Marcus.” I fell on to the bed.
    Marcus Ortiz.
    He and I were hot and heavy a few months
back and had been that way for almost two years. Then about four
months ago he asked me to marry him. It was perfectly coordinated
and well thought out. The only problem was I didn’t want to get
married. When I said no, he snapped. I mean I was nice about it,
never once did either one of us speak of marriage, so the proposal
came out of nowhere.
    I asked him ‘Why do you want to get married
to me?’
    ‘ Because I love you Harley.’ He said to
me in a way that reminded me of talking to a child that has the
same question over and over.
    ‘ Marcus I love you too, but I decided
years ago that I never wanted to get married. Why can’t we continue
the way we are?’
    ‘ Because I WANT you as MY wife.’ He
yelled in my face.
    My response was to frown and I looked at
him. ‘I’m sorry Marcus but I can’t marry you or anyone.’ I turned
to walk out of his apartment and realized the moment he grabbed my
hair never to turn your back on anyone, even if they claim to love
you.
    He transferred to L.A. about a month
later.
    “Is she sure?”
    “Yes…the last intel we got was that a Marvin
Lovebreed caught a flight to LA out of New York.” I knew that name,
it was one of Marcus’ aliases.
    “So he’s coming here to what?”
    “We are not sure, but I don’t think it’s to
go home and relax.”
    “Ok, got that but why did he take out
Charley.”
    “Best guess, Charley’s the company’s
accountant, he deals with all credit card invoices…”
    “But what’s that got to do with anything? I
paid for this trip with my personal card.” I was confused as to
what Charley could have told him.
    “Yes, but the car mods were done on company
dime.”
    “My car?” I felt a little faint.
    “He should now know the model, make and
color of your car, if not everything else.”
    “My car?”
    “Sis! It’s just a damn car! I’m more worried
about you!”
    “I’ll be fine. I’ll stay on the hotel
grounds and if I go out I’ll make sure to be with people. Not that
I want innocent bystanders getting hurt, but unless he’s flipped
his wig completely, he was best at hand to hand and didn’t like
crowds.”
    “Is that a risk you’re willing to take?”
    “No, look I’ll send Delta an email when we
hang up and let her know that I’m going to need a half package and
have her meet me away from the hotel.”
    “Better yet, why don’t I meet you at the
hotel tomorrow at 1400 with a full package?”
    “Wanna tell me how my range of poisons is
going to help me?”
    “One never knows.”
    “Fine. Thanks for the heads up, I’ll see you
tomorrow.” I disconnected and sat a second before I got up and went
into my room. “Sorry I was-” I went silent at the sight on my bed.
Kyle was sleeping sitting up against my head board and Carson was
sleeping along the foot of the bed, with his feet hanging off the
edge.
    I looked at my phone and realized it was a
good hour into Friday. I wondered briefly where the day went but
decided I could use sleep too. I didn’t want to