She conveyed the impression
of being restrained and puritanical, and he was surprised.
She turned around and headed to the front door, still giggling.
"I have to go now." She finally had herself
under control. "We should probably meet in a couple of days."
Robin forced himself to be serious after her funny reaction
to that blatantly suggestive bedroom. They agreed to meet at a restaurant called
Franklin's on Sunset Boulevard in two days.
Julia insisted on giving him a check before she left so
that he could cover his expenses over the next couple of days. He put it in his
pocket. He had no intention of cashing it.
When he closed the door, he went to the kitchen and frantically
began searching for something alcoholic to calm his nerves. Julia had a very strange
effect on him.
CHAPTER 10
J ulia was practically tearing out her hair, trying
to figure out the code that Brian had used so she could access his manuscript on
the computer. It was almost time for Aaron Quijada to come back to see the work,
and she had absolutely nothing to show him.
Quijada had met Julia at the door to his home that morning
and had taken her back to the little cottage where Brian had been staying. He left
abruptly, saying he would look in on her and see how she was doing in a few hours,
before lunch.
Julia had been glad when Quijada left, after showing her
around the cottage, which was a studio apartment composed of one large room with
a bed, and a small kitchen and bathroom. It had been chilling to see Brian's clothes
in the closets and his personal belongings casually strewn around the place. His
razor in the bathroom, with his toothbrush and the silver comb he always used.
She moved about, touching Brian's things. She had planned
to start packing all of his personal items and clothing back into the suitcase that
was so familiar, and which had been pushed under the bed, but she was drawn like
a magnet to the computer. It was sitting on a desk beside a window overlooking
the back grounds of the estate. The view from that window was beautiful, with a
large oak tree right outside, showcasing the pool and tennis courts. Julia could
almost picture Brian working here, on this very computer she was now delicately
touching.
There were a few biographical facts on Aaron Quijada under
a heading listed BIO in the directory, but that was all she had found pertaining
to the book. There were personal letters, also in the main directory, but otherwise
the machine appeared to be empty. She knew the manuscript was in there, if only
she could access it.
Julia got up and started folding Brian's clothing and putting
his things in the suitcase. She tried to turn off her mind as she did so. It was
sad, but she was becoming used to the concept that Brian was gone. She didn't want
to be used to that horrible fact. She still wanted to feel the pain as sharply
as ever, but her mind had accommodated to the fact, even though her emotions were
still in turmoil.
When she went back to the computer she tried her
own name for a secret code as a lark. Nothing. She tried her initials. Still
nothing but a serene and frustratingly blank, light blue screen. Finally she put
in her whole name, including her middle name, Julia Theresa Monay. Suddenly the
blank screen was filled with words. She leaned forward quickly, reading with rapt
concentration:
J.
DON'T LET ANYONE ELSE SEE THIS. AS SOON AS YOU READ
IT, DESTROY. DO NOT PRINT OR SAVE, AS I'M AFRAID IT MIGHT GET IN THE WRONG HANDS.
THERE ARE DOCS AND VIDS IN Q'S SF. YOU HAVE TO GET THEM SOMEHOW. (D.R.) I DON'T
ADVISE LOOKING AT VIDS. KNOWING YOU, YOU PROBABLY WILL. GIVE TO TAD. PACKING
AND LEAVING NOW. IF YOU GET THIS MESSAGE I AM A DM. LOOK UNDER 092611 FOR M.
LOVE YOU
Julia buried her face in her hands for a moment,
then hit the 'print screen' key. She had to have it.
Julia looked out the window, afraid someone might see her.
With two large
of being restrained and puritanical, and he was surprised.
She turned around and headed to the front door, still giggling.
"I have to go now." She finally had herself
under control. "We should probably meet in a couple of days."
Robin forced himself to be serious after her funny reaction
to that blatantly suggestive bedroom. They agreed to meet at a restaurant called
Franklin's on Sunset Boulevard in two days.
Julia insisted on giving him a check before she left so
that he could cover his expenses over the next couple of days. He put it in his
pocket. He had no intention of cashing it.
When he closed the door, he went to the kitchen and frantically
began searching for something alcoholic to calm his nerves. Julia had a very strange
effect on him.
CHAPTER 10
J ulia was practically tearing out her hair, trying
to figure out the code that Brian had used so she could access his manuscript on
the computer. It was almost time for Aaron Quijada to come back to see the work,
and she had absolutely nothing to show him.
Quijada had met Julia at the door to his home that morning
and had taken her back to the little cottage where Brian had been staying. He left
abruptly, saying he would look in on her and see how she was doing in a few hours,
before lunch.
Julia had been glad when Quijada left, after showing her
around the cottage, which was a studio apartment composed of one large room with
a bed, and a small kitchen and bathroom. It had been chilling to see Brian's clothes
in the closets and his personal belongings casually strewn around the place. His
razor in the bathroom, with his toothbrush and the silver comb he always used.
She moved about, touching Brian's things. She had planned
to start packing all of his personal items and clothing back into the suitcase that
was so familiar, and which had been pushed under the bed, but she was drawn like
a magnet to the computer. It was sitting on a desk beside a window overlooking
the back grounds of the estate. The view from that window was beautiful, with a
large oak tree right outside, showcasing the pool and tennis courts. Julia could
almost picture Brian working here, on this very computer she was now delicately
touching.
There were a few biographical facts on Aaron Quijada under
a heading listed BIO in the directory, but that was all she had found pertaining
to the book. There were personal letters, also in the main directory, but otherwise
the machine appeared to be empty. She knew the manuscript was in there, if only
she could access it.
Julia got up and started folding Brian's clothing and putting
his things in the suitcase. She tried to turn off her mind as she did so. It was
sad, but she was becoming used to the concept that Brian was gone. She didn't want
to be used to that horrible fact. She still wanted to feel the pain as sharply
as ever, but her mind had accommodated to the fact, even though her emotions were
still in turmoil.
When she went back to the computer she tried her
own name for a secret code as a lark. Nothing. She tried her initials. Still
nothing but a serene and frustratingly blank, light blue screen. Finally she put
in her whole name, including her middle name, Julia Theresa Monay. Suddenly the
blank screen was filled with words. She leaned forward quickly, reading with rapt
concentration:
J.
DON'T LET ANYONE ELSE SEE THIS. AS SOON AS YOU READ
IT, DESTROY. DO NOT PRINT OR SAVE, AS I'M AFRAID IT MIGHT GET IN THE WRONG HANDS.
THERE ARE DOCS AND VIDS IN Q'S SF. YOU HAVE TO GET THEM SOMEHOW. (D.R.) I DON'T
ADVISE LOOKING AT VIDS. KNOWING YOU, YOU PROBABLY WILL. GIVE TO TAD. PACKING
AND LEAVING NOW. IF YOU GET THIS MESSAGE I AM A DM. LOOK UNDER 092611 FOR M.
LOVE YOU
Julia buried her face in her hands for a moment,
then hit the 'print screen' key. She had to have it.
Julia looked out the window, afraid someone might see her.
With two large
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