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to clear her head. “I’m sorry Cynne, but something strange happened to me last night. One minute I was having a drink with Brett, we had went to dinner because he was going out of town today, and the next thing I know, I’m waking up to you banging on my door.”

Leaning close, she looked closely at her pupils to see if she was high, she knew the signs very well. When she was younger she had ran with a tough and vicious crowd, most of who either had serious addictions, or were dealers, or were extremely violent. Or all of the above. “What have you been taking?” she asked, growing more alarmed by the second. “Maybe we should get you to the emergency room.” Reaching out, she grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse. It was racing as if she had just ran a mile.

“I’m not high, if that’s what you’re insinuating, you know me better than that! Just let me get a shower and eat something, then we’ll go.” she said irritably, then pulled her wrist free.

“Karen, I’m telling you, something isn’t right with that Doctor Parker, he probably slipped something in your drink.” she said. It was something she couldn’t quite put her finger on, but from the very moment she had met the doctor, she knew he wasn’t to be trusted. She also knew from watching his behavior that he wanted to be more than just Karen’s physician. He also tried to manipulate her friend’s time, as well.

“Please, don’t start about Brett.” she snapped, holding one hand up in the air. “Just let me shower. We‘ll go grab some coffee and breakfast, my treat. Besides, I’ve had blackouts before, you know that. Brett says it’s a common after-effect from serious head injuries.” she finished in a dismissive tone, then got up and headed towards the bathroom.

Not buying a word of it, Cynne sat in silence, twirling one of her thin braids absently with one finger. “I’ll just bet he has nothing to do with those blackouts, the grinning and oh-so-eager-to-please creep.” she muttered as her eyes narrowed to slits.
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    Sipping from her glass of wine, Martina sat waiting, watching the door for her dinner companion for the night to arrive. Still fuming inwardly, she silently scolded herself for allowing the fool to talk her into letting that bitch live. The plan could now blow up in her face any second, and she felt momentary panic at the mere thought of it. What will I do if my Granger actually finds her? She thought, then nearly screamed when a strong pair of hands grabbed her shoulders from behind.

“Hello Martina.” a familiar voice said with considerable amusement.

By the barest margin she managed to not curse aloud, and put her glass on the table with a hand that trembled slightly. Turning around, she saw her cousin standing there with a smirk on his handsome face. The same age, they had both been close as they grew up, and as children, he had always gotten a kick out of sneaking up on her from behind and scaring her. Aware that she had nearly caused a scene, she glanced around at several of the tables nearby and noticed quite a few women were glancing furtively at him, with eyes that burned with deep-rooted lust. She wasn’t surprised, because in truth he was an unusually handsome man, and came off as very polished and charming. She also knew it was all a façade, that something much more sinister was always lurking right beneath the surface. He was as smooth as peaches and cream on the outside though, and if she was honest with herself, she knew that she would have been just as easily taken in by his charm as many other women had before, were she not his cousin and knew him so well.

“Come now, you know you can’t stay mad at me…“ Brett cooed, his smile stretching nearly from ear to ear.

Feeling her anger melting away like snow under a July sun, once again she marveled, Oh yeah, he’s good all right…

“Sorry to have