hand before he could kiss it.
“What do you want from me?” she asked.
“Come, please,” he said and extended his hand toward the table. With a sigh, she walked up to the seat where he wanted her. Preston pulled the chair out, she sat and he pushed it in, then took his own seat.
“Right to the point, I have always liked that.” He picked up his napkin and placed it on his lap, then looked at the guy still standing in the doorway. “You may go.” Preston picked up a bottle of wine and poured some into her glass. “As much as I dislike these Pluto freaks, they do know how to make very good wine.”
Kalisha saw the name on the bottle and almost smiled when she read, Maki Sprits . However, she didn’t touch her glass.
“I hope you like lobster,” Preston went on. “I had it specially brought up from Maine on Earth.” Just then servants came out with trays in hand and plates. A plate was placed in front of her and one in front of him, already full of food as well as trays with more if they wanted. Once they we gone, he started in, cracking the shell.
“Is this your great plan?” she finally asked. “To wine and dine me?”
Preston didn’t stop what he was doing. He broke the tail open and pulled out the meat, then dipped it in butter and brought it up to his mouth. He ate, then wiped his mouth before speaking to her. “I knew your father. I know that you are used to being beaten. So what’s the point of going that route? Huh?” He nodded at her plate. “Eat, please.”
* * * *
Zane rolled to his back and slowly woke up. He hadn’t planned on taking such a long nap, but he felt so much better since he had.
Sitting up, he looked around and then frowned. It was dark outside and yet Kalisha wasn’t in the room with him. Getting out of bed he went to the window and looked out at the dark yet busy street then turned and went to the bathroom. Nothing. Looking around the room again he noticed only one thing really missing and that was her jacket.
“No, no, no, no, no,” he said, rushing to the door and jerking it open.
Outside he ended up running down the block and then stopping, looking around. Panic was starting to set in. Where could she have gone and why? He had the list, so he knew she wasn’t going to give it back, to try to save him. So where the hell did she go?
At the end of the street he just turned around and around, his brain refusing to process anything or let him think straight. When his cell went off in his pocket he jumped and had to think for a moment on what the noise and vibration was.
“Hello?” he snapped, still turning around and looking at everything.
“Zane, are you okay?” It was Jovan checking in again.
“No, she’s gone,” Zane rushed out. “She’s gone!”
“What? Slow down.”
“I woke up and she’s not here!” Zane was speaking so fast now, and he had started to shake in his fear.
“Zane, calm down!” Jovan snapped.
“I can’t calm down!” Zane yelled. “You don’t understand. She wasn’t in the room when I woke up. I had fallen asleep, she was there. When I woke up she was gone. What am I supposed to do?”
“First, you need to get yourself under control or you won’t be able to do shit. Now listen to me. Are you there?”
“I’m here.”
“Take a couple of deep breaths and go back to the room. I’m heading your way right now.”
“If he has her Jovan, I’m going to kill him.” Zane stated, suddenly feeling calm—too calm.
“Zane, listen to me. I’ve been in your shoes, I understand. But you go down that dark road you won’t come back the same. Now, just do as I said and go back to the house. I’m on my way. We’ll find her. I promise you.”
Zane nodded, even though Jovan couldn’t see him. “Okay. Yeah, I’ll, um, I’ll go back to the room. Good idea.” He hung up, put the phone in his pocket and walked back down the sidewalk to the house.
Once he was back inside, he changed again. Still feeling this strange calm,
“What do you want from me?” she asked.
“Come, please,” he said and extended his hand toward the table. With a sigh, she walked up to the seat where he wanted her. Preston pulled the chair out, she sat and he pushed it in, then took his own seat.
“Right to the point, I have always liked that.” He picked up his napkin and placed it on his lap, then looked at the guy still standing in the doorway. “You may go.” Preston picked up a bottle of wine and poured some into her glass. “As much as I dislike these Pluto freaks, they do know how to make very good wine.”
Kalisha saw the name on the bottle and almost smiled when she read, Maki Sprits . However, she didn’t touch her glass.
“I hope you like lobster,” Preston went on. “I had it specially brought up from Maine on Earth.” Just then servants came out with trays in hand and plates. A plate was placed in front of her and one in front of him, already full of food as well as trays with more if they wanted. Once they we gone, he started in, cracking the shell.
“Is this your great plan?” she finally asked. “To wine and dine me?”
Preston didn’t stop what he was doing. He broke the tail open and pulled out the meat, then dipped it in butter and brought it up to his mouth. He ate, then wiped his mouth before speaking to her. “I knew your father. I know that you are used to being beaten. So what’s the point of going that route? Huh?” He nodded at her plate. “Eat, please.”
* * * *
Zane rolled to his back and slowly woke up. He hadn’t planned on taking such a long nap, but he felt so much better since he had.
Sitting up, he looked around and then frowned. It was dark outside and yet Kalisha wasn’t in the room with him. Getting out of bed he went to the window and looked out at the dark yet busy street then turned and went to the bathroom. Nothing. Looking around the room again he noticed only one thing really missing and that was her jacket.
“No, no, no, no, no,” he said, rushing to the door and jerking it open.
Outside he ended up running down the block and then stopping, looking around. Panic was starting to set in. Where could she have gone and why? He had the list, so he knew she wasn’t going to give it back, to try to save him. So where the hell did she go?
At the end of the street he just turned around and around, his brain refusing to process anything or let him think straight. When his cell went off in his pocket he jumped and had to think for a moment on what the noise and vibration was.
“Hello?” he snapped, still turning around and looking at everything.
“Zane, are you okay?” It was Jovan checking in again.
“No, she’s gone,” Zane rushed out. “She’s gone!”
“What? Slow down.”
“I woke up and she’s not here!” Zane was speaking so fast now, and he had started to shake in his fear.
“Zane, calm down!” Jovan snapped.
“I can’t calm down!” Zane yelled. “You don’t understand. She wasn’t in the room when I woke up. I had fallen asleep, she was there. When I woke up she was gone. What am I supposed to do?”
“First, you need to get yourself under control or you won’t be able to do shit. Now listen to me. Are you there?”
“I’m here.”
“Take a couple of deep breaths and go back to the room. I’m heading your way right now.”
“If he has her Jovan, I’m going to kill him.” Zane stated, suddenly feeling calm—too calm.
“Zane, listen to me. I’ve been in your shoes, I understand. But you go down that dark road you won’t come back the same. Now, just do as I said and go back to the house. I’m on my way. We’ll find her. I promise you.”
Zane nodded, even though Jovan couldn’t see him. “Okay. Yeah, I’ll, um, I’ll go back to the room. Good idea.” He hung up, put the phone in his pocket and walked back down the sidewalk to the house.
Once he was back inside, he changed again. Still feeling this strange calm,
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