Brooke that he was the son of Will Thomerson and Maureen
Adams, an actress Will produced on Broadway. David confronted
Kyle and warned him to stay away from Brooke. Alex
and Kyle made love. T.T. warned Kyle not to cause
trouble and to forget about the past. Renee broke
it off with T.T. while on their cruise. Before
leaving the ship and flying back to New York, T.T. mailed
a key and a note to David claiming that it would lead
him to answers about Kyle. Benji grew suspicious when
Brett started hanging around Suzanne at the new house.
Joba Branigan, an acquaintance of Benji's, invited
him and Blake to a wild party but Benji said he didn't
want to go. James criticized Brooke for losing
the rights to The Stanoff to Brett. Brooke
and Stormy theorized that Jackie might have sabotaged
the deal. Alex's agent, Vince Campbell, got her
the role Suzanne turned down on the daytime soap The
Young at Heart. Miranda, Eddie and Quinn arrived
in Storm Lake to search for Magnum. Aftering growing
suspicious of Quinn, Miranda took a fall and hurt her
The camp’s nurse
examined Miranda and gave her the good news that her ankle wasn’t broken. She had suffered a mild sprain as a result of
her fall down the steps from her cabin, requiring her to keep off of her feet for
the next few days. After getting her
settled in bed, propping up her leg with a pillow, and collecting a stack of
magazines from the female campers, Eddie went in to make sure she was
Miranda groaned, dropping a copy of last month’s Readers Digest and throwing her head back. “How
am I supposed to help you guys find Magnum if I’m stuck here in bed?”
“You’ll have to
stay here,” Eddie insisted, rubbing her hands in his.
“Maybe the nurse
has crutches I can use,” she suggested, eyes lighting up.
“No way. We’re hiking up to the other side of the
lake. It’s way too dangerous for someone
in your condition.”
again. “My condition. God, you make it sound like I’m terminal.”
grinned. “We’ll be back as soon as we can. The girls will be back from stage combat
class in a little while and then they’ll be here to keep you company. Do you need anything else?”
great. Stuck in a cabin with eight
pre-teen girls. Can’t wait.”
kissed her warmly, pushing her dark hair from her eyes and fluffing the pillow
behind her head. The door opened and
Quinn entered. Miranda craned her neck
in her direction, still unsure of why she had such a bad feeling about
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt,” Quinn said, hoisting
her backpack over her shoulder. “Miranda, how are you feeling? I can’t tell you how horrible I feel. This is all my fault.”
shook her head dismissively. She didn’t
care to make the girl feel any worse than she already did. Besides, her brother was missing. She’d have to cut her some slack. “Don’t worry about it. It was an accident.”
so sweet.” She walked up and put a hand
on Eddie’s shoulder. “It just sucks that
you have to stay here instead of coming with us.”
be fine,” Eddie said. “She needs to rest
that ankle. Right babe?”
Miranda said through gritted teeth. She
was perfectly aware of the flirtatious way Quinn touched him. She just had to keep reminding herself of the
reason they were there. To find
Magnum. Besides, Eddie and Stormy both
had said what a sweet girl Quinn was.
Absolutely nothing to worry about.
we should get going,” Quinn said, hand still resting on Eddie’s arm. She squeezed his bicep and flushed with
excitement. “Wow, Eddie, I had no idea
you were so buff these days. You’ve
really changed since high school.”
call it the gun show,” Eddie said with a grin, flexing his arms. He looked at Miranda and waved as they made
their way to the door. “See you later
Miranda waited until the door was closed before throwing her magazine across
the room. “Wow, Eddie, I had no idea you were so buff,” she said, mimicking
Quinn in an exaggerated high-pitched voice.
“Whatever. I hope you both drown
in the lake.”
Back in Los Angeles, Alex stood
clear of the door as James entered her apartment. He glanced around the posh surroundings,
admired the view, and then noticed there were breakfast dishes for two resting
on the dining table.
“Have I interrupted
something?” he asked.
“What do you want?”
Alex huffed. She was still furious with
him for the way he’d treated her when Miranda was in the hospital. Blaming her for their children’s problems,
insinuating that she wasn’t a good mother, it was all very offensive.
“I wanted to find
out if you were going to make an appearance at the premiere of Angel Assassin 2 next week,” James
said. “You haven’t made it to any of the
“I haven’t had
time,” she replied, taking a sip of orange juice laced with vodka.
“It’s in your
contract,” James reminded her, all business.
“So sue me.”
James knew she was
being flippant because of the harsh words they’d shared, but it was
unprofessional and he wasn’t about to stand for it. “I know you don’t care about anything but
yourself these days, but you’re the only cast member whose either
still alive or still around to promote the damn thing. After everything we’ve been through, I’d
think you could put aside our differences and do me this one favor.”
“You’ll have to
call my agent,” Alex said, handing him Vince’s card. “He handles me now.”
reading the name on the card. “What
happened to Bruce?”
“Jail,” she told
him. “Now if you’ll excuse me, James, I
have lines to learn. I’ve joined the
cast of The Young at Heart.”
Before James could react,
Kyle Fenwick emerged from the bedroom in a towel, his chiseled chest glistening
with steam from the shower and his sandy brown hair dripping water onto his
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone was here,” he said,
eyeing James carefully.
James flashed Alex
a look of amazement, shoving his hands awkwardly in his pockets. “Alex?
What’s going on here?”
She sighed and
gestured between them. “James, this is
Kyle Fenwick. Kyle, this is James
Blackthorne, my ex-husband.”
know Mr. Fenwick,” James said, raising an eyebrow. “He’s made quite a splash since he arrived in
town. Fresh out of prison, revered for
saving your life, claiming David Jennings framed him, announcing that Will
Thomerson was his father.”
Alex exclaimed, shooting her attention to Kyle.
“Is that true?”
tell me you knew him too,” Kyle said, hands on his hips and not a bit afraid
that his towel would fall. “Seems like
everyone around here had some grudge against him.”
were involved for about five minutes,” Alex said.
cooked up a scheme to take my studio from me,” James filled him in.
I saw him for who he was,” she insisted.
“James just likes to hold grudges.
Get used to that.”
shrugged. “I can’t imagine what grudge
James would have against me. We’ve only
just met. Of course I’ve heard all about
you. Your marriage to Brooke which ended
as a result of her affair with Ethan, who happened to be my brother.”
did you say your mother was?” James asked, his voice laced with suspicion.
Adams. Actress, right?”
conversation was spinning out of control and Alex had barely had time to react
to the news. She approached Kyle and
looked into his green eyes. “Why didn’t
you tell me that Will Thomerson was your father? Is this why you're with
sneered at her self-absorption.
course not. I
didn’t know it mattered,” he said with a shrug as he poured himself a cup of
steaming coffee. “If it makes any
difference, I only met him briefly. He
turned me away and told me that the Fenwicks were my parents now. I figured it was his loss.”
you seem to have given a nice warm welcome to Kyle to Los Angeles,” James said, amused. “Or is this behavior that you reserve only for
gentlemen who rush to your rescue after an accidental overdose?”
have no idea what you’re talking about,” Alex seethed, marching to the door and
opening it for him. “I’d like you to
like to know what your new beau has in mind now that he’s dropped his bomb on
us,” James said. “Obviously you have
something to gain by approaching Brooke with your information.”
estate,” James said. “If you’re his son
you have every right to half of it.”
have money,” Kyle said. “My father is a
shipping tycoon. I don’t need Will
you want something else,” James surmised, walking to the door. “Whether it’s from Brooke or from David, who
you claim set you up and sent you to prison.
Whatever it is, you’re messing with the wrong people. Look what happened to your father when he
crossed the Blackthornes.”
that, he brushed past Alex and left the apartment. Once he was gone, she approached Kyle
what is going on?” she asked. “I demand
to know if you’re up to something where Brooke Taylor is concerned. That woman ruined my life once before. I don’t want her involved with us.”
he asked, stepping closer.
us. You and me. That is if there is an us. Or is that something I have
to find out from my ex-husband too?”
He started to smile, pulled
her into an embrace and kissed her hard on the lips. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled the
towel from around his waist and lifted her into his arms, carrying her back to
Renee landed in L.A.,
she went to her office at Merteuil Industries and collapsed into her
chair. She’d wasted enough time lately
on her personal life. It was time to get
down to business, starting with getting her father’s company on track during
this recession. She may be a loser in
love, but she wouldn’t let her company fail.
into a stack of mail, she swiveled her chair to the window and gazed out at the
Los Angles cityscape. After a few
moments of peace and quiet, she cringed when the door opened.
you ever heard of knocking?” she demanded, turning in her chair.
brought the usual,” her faithful assistant, Ira, proclaimed, setting a box of
chocolates and a bottle of red wine on her desk. “This time I got all nougats. I know how you hate cream-filled.”
Renee tore open the candy box. “Ira, I
love how you know me so well.”
after five years of working for you, I know what gets you through a breakup
with a man. Kenny was pralines and shiraz, Jordan
was turtles and merlot. For T.T., you
get nougats and cab.”
choice,” Renee said and leaned back in her chair with a chocolate in each
hand. “Word travels fast. I only left the ship six hours ago.”
know a bartender who knows the cruise director who sleeps with one of the front
desk agents who said you checked out early and T.T. went back to New York. Are you okay or do I need to bring in the
fine,” she said dismissively. “It was my
choice to end it. It never would have
been saying that for weeks!” Ira lamented.
“He doesn’t go with anything.”
not a hat, Ira!”
just hasn’t done much since he’s been in town, that’s all. Besides, he’s so far removed from the rest of
the people in your life. Not a good
match. You did good kicking him to the
curb. Nobody liked him."
always look out for me, don’t you?”
got you, boo.” He reached for one of
the chocolates and was met with a slap to his hand. “Ow, bitch!”
sighed. “Okay. Hey, Suzanne Rogers is here to see you. Do you want me to send her in?”
shrugged and poured herself a glass of wine. “I suppose. It’s only a matter of time before people find
out about me and T.T. I might as well
get it over with.”
already told her,” Ira singsonged, already halfway out the door.
remember her first day of school, but she had no doubt in her mind that it was
Mick Taylor who’d held her hand all the way to the front door while her mother
was at home getting drunk. She wanted to
be a better mother to Michael than Roz had been to her, so she decided to make
his first day of Kindergarten special in every way, even if Ethan couldn’t be
there with him.
about your first day?” Brooke asked as she waited in the drop-off line at
Valley View Elementary. “Gonna make lots
Michael Blackthorne chirped from the passenger’s seat. He was the spitting image of Ethan with thick
sandy blond hair and brilliant hazel eyes.
He lifted a stuffed pig and waved it in front of his mother’s face. “But I’m not gonna let
anyone hold piggy.”
smiled and ruffled his hair as they made their way to the drop-off point. “Maybe you should leave piggy at home today.”
because you’re a big boy now and big boys don’t need to bring their piggy’s to
school with them.”
wanna bring him,” Michael said firmly.
if Miss Cone doesn’t like piggy in her classroom. You don’t want to make her mad on the first
day, do you?”
Cone likes pigs. She told me at parent’s night.”
smiled behind a veil of tears. She had
no idea that she’d be so emotional when this day came. For five years he’d been at her side every
minute of the day and she’d grown accustomed to it. It didn’t seem real that he was already
starting school. The time had flown by
and it made her more than a little weepy.
they reached the curb, she parked and led him up to the door. Before she could say her goodbyes, a prissy
looking woman with a bobbed haircut and wearing an orange traffic vest approached
her, arms flailing.
are you doing?” she asked as if her life depended on it. “You’re not supposed to exit your vehicle in
the drop-off line! You’re supposed to
let the child exit and then keep moving around the circular!”
regarded her with amusement for a split second until she realized she was
serious. From the drive, she could hear
honking and beeping of car horns.
“Okay, just give me a minute so I can say goodbye to my son.”
woman furiously shook her head. “You
aren’t supposed to exit your vehicle.
Now you’re holding up the entire drop-off line!”
I said, let me say goodbye to my son and then I’ll move my car.”
woman grew increasingly agitated. “But
you aren’t supposed to exit the-“
not supposed to exit the drop-off line, I know.
Please stop saying that.”
lady, the longer you hold me up the longer your drop-off line is going to get,
now back off and let me say goodbye to my son or I’m going to do this again
tomorrow just to hock you off.”
that seemed to shut the woman up, Brooke took a deep breath and knelt down in
front of Michael.
okay, mommy. I’ll see you later,” he
said and kissed her on the cheek.
by his bravery, she pulled him into a hug and quickly stood up again. Just then, his
teacher, Miss Cone emerged from the school
and smiled down at Michael.
see you brought your piggy,” said the young woman. Brooke decided she couldn’t be more than
twenty-three. “I’m so glad. Come on, Michael.”
took her hand and waved back at Brooke.
Swallowing hard, she sucked back tears that threatened to explode. She could get through this, she told herself. It was only four hours.
to her car, she was caught off guard by the sight of Kyle Fenwick leaning
against the door, silver aviators masking his eyes. Her eyes narrowed on him as she approached
are you doing here?” she wanted to know.
“Are you following me?”
knew he was starting school today,” Kyle replied. “Thought I’d come by and play the old
favorite uncle routine.”
cast a suspicious gaze on him. “You just
happened to know that he was starting kindergarten here today, at this school.”
shrugged. “I knew he just turned five,
and this school is in your neighborhood, so I put two and two together. This isn’t a stretch, Brooke.”
don’t even know you.” She walked around
to the driver’s side and opened the door.
“I think it’s odd that you even came here.”
you like it or not, your son and I are family.
I’m just trying to get in touch with that fact. I didn’t mean to step on your toes.”
don’t want you anywhere near Michael,” Brooke admonished. “I don’t trust you.”
“Why? Because David Jennings told you not to? Come on, you’re not even giving me the
benefit of the doubt.” He paused for a
response, and when she didn’t offer one up, he removed his shades and
continued. “He looks just like
Ethan. And he’s got my eyes.”
know,” Brooke murmured under her breath as she got into the car and strapped on
it,” Kyle said, leaning down to the window.
“You’re intrigued by me. You want
to know if I’m anything like Ethan.”
slid on her sunglasses and looked at the slimy way he smiled at her. “I already know the answer to that. You’re nothing like Ethan.”
grinned as she sped off, fully aware that she was hiding her feelings. He could tell by the way she looked at
him. It was only a matter of time before
she came to him on her own.
was getting used to his father dropping by unannounced. It was clear to him that he was checking up
on him. Whether it was a case of Jordan
not trusting in Suzanne’s influence, or guilt over washing his hands of the
entire situation. Either way, he could
see right through his father, and if he wanted to, could easily manipulate it
to his advantage.
mom talk to you about getting a job?” Jordan was asking him, inspecting
the house as he made a quick walk-through.
job?” Benji asked incredulously.
you know, the thing that you go to every day and get paid. She said she was going to talk to you about
hasn’t,” Benji said, rather put off that they were talking about him when he
wasn’t around. He wasn’t a kid
anymore. Anything they had to say they
should just say to his face. “Why would I get a job?”
living with your mother now. She doesn’t
have the financial resources that you may think she does. Remember she hasn’t worked in thirteen years. And she’s not accepting any handouts from me,
that means I don’t get any either, right?” Benji said with a shake of his
head. “You know, why do you even bother
coming by here if you’re so intent on washing your hands of us?”
is not what I’m doing. Your mother
wanted it this way and I have to accept that she knows what she’s talking
about. You, on the other hand, are
nineteen years old and have no plans for your future.”
“What? Partying with Blake every night? I’m talking about school, or a job. Why don’t you go work at the studio with
Brett? I’m sure he could use the help.”
groaned and flopped onto the sofa.
“Yeah, especially since he’s spending all his time here.”
do you mean?” Jordan
asked, knowing full well that his son’s comment was not an off-the-cuff remark.
seems to be the regular handyman around here, and mom’s new best friend. They’ve had dinner three times this week.”
what he was getting at but refused to entertain it for a minute. “I’m glad that your mom has help,” he
said. “And she should get to know
Brett. He’s raising her granddaughter.”
you say so.” He picked up the remote and
flipped through channels. Being a good
boy and staying out of trouble was one thing, but getting a job when his father
was a mega rich film producer was out of the question. He’d find a way to put an end to that
discussion one way or another.
you sure she’s not coming back?” Brooke asked as she and Stormy rifled through
Jackie’s office at Sunset Studios later that day.
for a few hours,” he answered. “She
never misses her daily massage and facial.”
stopped and looked at him. “I didn’t
know you paid that much attention.” She groaned and sorted through stacks of
papers on the desk. When all she found
here magazines and catalogs, she dropped her hands to her sides in
resignation. “I don’t even know what
we’re looking for. She obviously doesn’t
do anything all day.”
said you wanted to prove she was trying to sabotage you,” Stormy reminded
her. “Are you thinking that she gave The Standoff to Brett
intentionally? Because that would be
crazy. She’d be shooting herself and the company in the foot.”
it meant showing me up, would you really put it past her?”
not, Stormy decided. But there was no
way to prove it. Brett didn’t know where
he got the script from. Apparently it
was anonymously delivered straight to his office.
might have to suck it up this time,” he sighed.
“I know that’s not what you want to hear, but think of it as a wake up
call. From now on you’ll know to be
careful when it comes to Jackie.”
about what?” James asked when he passed by the office and head them
talking. “What are you two doing in
were…looking for…” Stormy struggled to find a quick excuse.
copy of Vogue,” Brooke finished for
him and picked the magazine up from the desk.
“It has an article in it about something we thought would make a good
is it?” James asked, knowing full well they were lying.
an article about a girl who works for a real domineering fashion magazine
editor,” Stormy explained off the top of his head. “She has her do all sorts of demeaning things
and eventually she wakes up and quits.”
James said suspiciously. “That’s The Devil
Wears Prada. Now why don’t you tell
me what’s really going on here?”
stepped forward, pushing her long blond hair over her shoulders and looking
directly into his eyes. “I think Jackie
is tying to discredit me. I think she
got Finn Lambert to give his script to Brett so I’d look stupid for losing it.”
sighed. “Brooke, you need to just forget
about this. There’ll be another
screenplay. I don’t like Jackie being
here any more than you do, but I’m not going to have the two of you out on some
witch hunt. Next time make sure you seal
I’m going to talk to Finn Lambert,” Stormy declared. “Eddie
said he goes to some annual
Labor Day bash in the Valley every year. I’m going to be there to find out what the hell
don’t know what good it would do,” James insisted.
they had no proof and therefore couldn’t do much to Jackie, Brooke decided to
drop it for now. She would be on guard,
however, and Jackie had better watch out if she tried to mess with her
that you’re both here, I have some interesting information about our friend
Kyle Fenwick,” James said, leading them out into the hall. “And it has to do with your mother, Stormy.”
about them?” Brooke asked.
they’re sleeping together. I stopped by
Alex’s apartment this morning to talk to her about the premiere, and they were
he a little young for her?” Stormy asked, eyebrows raised. “Her divorce from Jordan isn’t even final yet and
she’s already on to her next conquest.”
you talk to Kyle?” Brooke still didn’t know how to feel about his announcement
that he was Ethan’s brother. She was
intrigued to know more about him, but based on what David had told her, she
didn’t know if she’d dare.
his story changed?”
one word,” James declared.
her better judgment, Brooke decided to reveal the latest information she had on
Kyle. Namely his appearance that morning
at Valley View Elementary. “He showed up
today when I took Michael to his first day of school.”
James asked. “When?”
morning. He says since he’s Michael’s
uncle that he wants to know him. I don’t
know, the whole thing seemed very strange to me.”
“You’re not going to let him near Michael, are
you?” James asked. “Brooke, this man may
not even be who he says he is.”
what if he is?” Brooke asked. “He said
he can prove it.”
Adams, his mother. I’m inclined to track
her down. Maybe I’ll have Eddie look
have to wait until he and Miranda get back from Storm Lake,”
Stormy reminded him. “They’re looking for
Quinn Rainer’s brother.”
missing?” James asked. “Wow, that’s a
blow that family doesn’t need.”
do you mean?”
dug his hands into his pockets. “Well, I
just heard that Trevor Rainer hasn’t been paying the mortgage on their Bel Air
house while he’s off in Europe with his new
twenty-year old girlfriend. He’s broke. Mitzi has to move out
soon. They went from having so much to having
thought hard, wondering if their financial troubles had anything to do with
what’s up with these strange occurrences going on around here at night?” Eddie
asked while he and Quinn parked the heavy duty jeep they’d borrowed from the
don’t know exactly,” she said, plucking her backpack from the cargo area. “According to Magnum, some kids go out to the
north woods at night and search for some Indian spirit that was laid to rest
there. They’ve run into some weird
things and Magnum was going to investigate.”
kind of weird things?” Eddie asked, glancing nervously over his shoulder as
they began hiking up the mountain.
carcasses, sticks laid out in strange formations, things like that.” She pulled a white ball cap over her head and
tucked her hair up underneath.
Animal carcasses? Eddie mouthed
animatedly. “What..uh…did anyone ever
see the spirit?”
don’t think so. Hey, maybe we’ll see
these are the woods where they’ve seen this stuff going on,” Quinn said,
pointing to the thick brush of trees that lied ahead. “Where Magnum was headed before he
disappeared last week.”
Eddie said uneasily.
just like that, Quinn changed the subject. “Hey, remember in high school when
we went to our senior prom and you got carsick in the back of the limo?”
driver was fishtailing,” Eddie said defensively. “He couldn’t drive a straight line to save
were nervous!” Quinn giggled. “And when
you get nervous you toss your cookies.”
don’t toss your cookies now.”
not nervous,” he admonished. “I’m just
bummed Miranda couldn’t come with us. I
know she wanted to help.”
sweet,” Quinn replied tersely. “If you
don’t mind me saying, I don’t think she appreciates you.”
do you mean?” Eddie asked.
shrugged. “You’re a catch, Eddie. You’re hot, you’re sweet, you’ve got your own
business, not to mention all the stuff you had to deal with with your dad.”
heard about that?”
huh. I just think you need a girl that
appreciates you for everything you are.”
do you know what kind of girl Miranda is?” Eddie asked, a little irked that she
was putting her down.
known you since high school, Eddie. You
fall hard for girls. A lot of
girls. I don’t want to see you get hurt. I mean, don’t you miss how great things were
between us back then? We had so much
did have fun,” Eddie agreed, falling a step behind. He suddenly got a bad feeling about this
trip. Quinn’s brother was missing and
she was using the opportunity to sway him away from Miranda.
the other hand, Miranda didn’t always
appreciate him. She called him a dork
and she made fun of his laugh and his big goofy grin. Maybe Quinn was partially right.
decided to clear the air with his mother.
After her hospitalization, it seemed that they had made up on the
surface, but deep down there were still feelings of resentment between the two
of them. He called her and they agreed
to have lunch at her apartment so they could talk in private.
was surprised to get your phone call,” Alex said, gesturing to the beautifully
set table. "I barely had time to have
anything suitable sent over.”
will be fine,” Stormy said, referring to the twin chicken Caesar salads and
crusty rolls that were elegantly placed on the table. “You didn’t have to go through any trouble,
she said, taking her seat and placing her napkin in her lap. “It’s not everyday my son calls me and asks
me to lunch. Besides, I wanted you to
see my apartment. This is your first
time here, isn’t it?”
very nice,” he said, already tired of avoiding the real subject. “Look, Dad told me the news.”
The Young at Heart?” she asked. “I know it’s not ideal, but it’ll be good to
have a steady project to focus on. And
let’s face it, the bad press from Angel
Assassin 2 isn’t going to get me any Oscars. This show is hot right now. It won seven awards last Sunday at the
not talking about the soap,” Stormy said.
“I’m talking about Kyle Fenwick.
Dad said that you’re involved with him.”
right,” she confirmed.
don’t you think that might be a bad idea?”
didn’t even know where to begin with his concerns. “Well, for starters, he’s like fifteen years
younger than you.”
I see. Your father married a woman
fifteen years younger than him and it was acceptable. I enjoy the company of a younger man and
suddenly I’m on a collision course to disaster?
That is such a double standard.”
knew he wasn’t going to win any arguments with that one. He knew better than to bring up James and Brooke’s
marriage. “All right, well how about the
fact that he’s Will Thomerson’s son? You
loathed that man. You wanted to kill
you didn’t? You were the number one
suspect for a while there, remember?
Besides, Kyle is not Will.”
came here with the intention of ruining lives,” Stormy claimed. “How is what Kyle is doing any
different? He’s already talked to the
media about some bogus claim that David Jennings set him up.”
sighed and cut into her bread. “He was
trying to set the record straight. You
can’t honestly blame him for that.”
how far do you think he’s going to go to prove his case?”
had finally had enough. She slid her
chair out, balled her napkin up and threw it onto the table. “I see what’s going on here,” she began,
tearing across the room. “You just don’t
want me to be happy, do you?”
true. I interfered with your
relationship with Kelly so you’re trying to talk me out of being with Kyle
because you know he makes me happy.”
Stormy followed her across the room. “I
want you to be happy, but there’s something off about this guy. I think he’s dangerous, Mom. I just don’t want you to get hurt.”
saved my life, Stormy,” Alex lamented, discreetly fishing in her purse for her
pills. “I’m not going to get hurt. Look what’s happened since he came into my
life. My relationship with you and Miranda
is back on track, I’m about to start a new chapter in my career, and I am
finally living out of the shadow of your father and forgetting the past with
about these?” he asked, pulling her arm and causing her to drop the bottle of
oxycontin. “You never used to need pills
to make yourself feel better. You’re
unhappy. I think your split from Jordan is
harder on you than you realize.”
have back pain,” she insisted, bending down and picking the bottle up. “These were prescribed by Dr. Farraday.”
took the bottle from her and read the label.
“These are your maid’s.”
just haven’t had time to get my prescription filled.” She felt like a child being reprimanded. In a show of self control, she placed the
bottle back into her purse. “Fine, I
won’t take them. Happy?”
could tell when she was lying. Quickly,
he snatched the bottle of pills and went to the sink at the mini bar, pouring
them down the drain with a shot of cold water.
are you doing?” Alex demanded, running after him. “Stormy, those are Veronique’s.”
she can get more. I don’t want you
losing control, Mother. You don’t need
these pills and you don’t need Kyle Fenwick.”
she tore across the room and plopped onto the sofa. “Maybe you should go,” she huffed. “I have a splitting headache.”
realized he’d been too hard on her. She
had been through a lot lately and he seemed to have forgotten that
momentarily. “Look, I’m sorry. I love you.
I’m worried about you.”
appreciate that, but I’d really just like to be alone.”
call you tomorrow,” Stormy said and made his way to the door. He knew he’d blown it, but sometimes with his
mother it was necessary to up the dramatics.
he’d gone, Alex buried her face in her hands and resisted the temptation to
cry. She had to keep in control. Tomorrow she her first day on set and she had
to stay grounded. She wouldn’t blow this
came for dinner at the mansion that evening.
While Leilani slaved away in the kitchen, he and James had drinks in the
thought Brooke was coming for dinner,” David said, staring at a family portrait
of James, Stormy, Kelly and Miranda.
upstairs with Renee,” James told him.
“And listen, before she comes down, there’s something I need to tell
you. You have to promise you won’t fly
off the handle when you hear it.”
deal,” David said and gulped down a glass of bourbon before refilling his and
sighed. “Fenwick showed up at Michael’s
school today.” He continued quickly,
wanting to head off any tirades before it went too far. “They just talked. He said he wanted to get to know his
don’t believe this,” David raged. “That
man is everywhere. James, he’s only
doing this to try to get to me. He knows
I have a protective nature when it comes to Brooke and he’s willing to exploit
that any way he can. We can’t let him
get away with this.”
because he thinks you set him up?” James inquired. He hated to sound suspicious, but he hadn’t
once heard David deny the fact. “Maybe
there’s something we can do to prove that you had nothing to do with that drug
only one person who can validate that, but she’s staying out of it. So far he hasn’t been able to get to her.”
Callahan,” James surmised.
thought maybe you’d prefer coming here rather than going to a crowded
restaurant,” Jordan said
from his house in Beverly Hills,
escorting Stephanie onto the outdoor patio where a dining table for two was set
up with all the requisites for a romantic evening. Candles, wine glasses, waiters in tuxes, and
a trio of musicians playing soft music.
stifled an urge to break out into laughter.
This was so predictable. She
figured his bed was probably covered in rose petals. God! What had she gotten herself into?
“Uh…lovely,” she managed.
he corrected her, quite pleased with himself.
of the waiters approached with a flute of champagne.
thanks,” she said with a shake of her head.
“I’ll have water.”
like to keep my wits about me.”
course,” he said. Predictable. Did she ever let her guard down?
“Jordan, this is
all so unnecessary. It’s
thought you’d enjoy it.”
would you think I’d enjoy something like this?
It’s way too formal.”
you complain about everything?” he asked with a good-natured laugh. “I’m just trying to show you something
different. Away from the paparazzi and
the media hoarding around us.”
was expecting something more original from you, that’s all,” Stephanie said and
took a sip of water.
her eyes, Jordan
tried to decide his next move. She
didn’t like the classically romantic route, obviously. He considered throwing in the towel. This woman was too tough a nut to crack. Then suddenly he got an idea.
on,” he said, standing and offering a hand to her.
are we going?”
“You look happy,” Renee said as she
and Brooke made their way down the stairs at the mansion. “Really happy. Your new responsibilities must be agreeing
“They are,” Brooke agreed,
beaming. “I finally feel like I’m doing
something worthwhile with my life. I
have Michael, I have my career, and I have absolutely no one to complicate it.”
“Romantic ties can sometimes get in
the way,” Renee said thoughtfully. “Use
this time to enjoy your life as an independenbt woman.
You’ve earned it. Take Sunset
Studios and lead it into the next generation.
I know you can do whatever you put your mind to, Brooke.”
“If Jackie doesn’t mess it up before
“What do you mean?”
Brooke sighed. “I don’t know. I think she’s trying to sabotage me. What’s worse is she doesn’t seem to have any
regard for what it could to do the studio.
She hates me that much.”
“Jackie.” Renee said the name aloud and shook her head
with a sigh. “I don’t know her that well,
but I do know just by what I’ve seen that she is dangerous.”
“I can’t even prove that she’s done
anything. All I can do is hope she tries
something again and that I can catch her in the act. Until I do, James won’t lift a finger to do
anything about her. Not that he could do
much anyway. She’s part-owner since she
married that cretin Nathan.”
“Which is all the more reason for
you to be on guard,” Renee cautioned her as they made their way across the
foyer to the parlor where James and David were waiting. “Any woman who would use a pervert like that
to gain power and influence is someone you don’t want to cross. I’m telling you, there’s nothing she wouldn’t
do to take you, James and probably even David down.”
"But my hands are tied. She may only own ten percent of the studio,
but she has a lot of power. Probably
more than any of us realize.”
Renee broke into a devious grin and
squeezed her hand in hers. “Why don’t you let me have a crack at her? I have a lot of experience in dealing with
women like Jackie Blackthorne.”
“Sounds like a dare,” Brooke said,
beginning to smile.
“One that I wouldn’t mind taking.”
“Is this original enough for you?” Jordan asked
with a smirk as he and Stephanie walked along the boardwalk munching on
“It’s a step in the right
direction,” Stephanie replied. She had
to give him credit. A hot dog stand at
the pier was more along the lines of her ideal date. It reminded her of her days back in New York. The fact that she and Kyle’s first date was a
stroll through Coney Island did not escape
her, but she decided not to dwell on it.
“I would have never taken you for
mustard connoisseur. I thought ketchup
for sure. Maybe pickles. You’re full of surprises, Detective Callahan.”
“Let’s face it,” she said, gazing
out at the full moon hanging over the ocean.
“You know next to nothing about me.
The fact that you tried to woo me with champagne and a three-piece band
“Not fair. I’ve tried to get to know you but you won’t
put your walls down. Frankly, I’m
surprised that you opened up about your past with Fenwick.”
“Momentary lapse in judgment.”
Jordan stopped, pulled her back and
turned her toward him. “What are you
even doing here?” he asked. “With me,
“Having dinner,” she said.
“I mean why? You obviously have no intention of letting me
in. What do I need to do?”
She raised an eyebrow and smiled,
although realizing he didn’t intend the double entendre. “Look,” she began, all serious. “I think you know by now how I feel about
you. You’re exciting, you’re gorgeous,
and you’re a good guy. If I didn’t want
to be here with you, I wouldn’t be. But
don’t push so hard. If you want us to
keep seeing each other you’ll have to accept that I’m not one of these Hollywood bimbos who puts it all out on the table.”
Now it was Jordan’s turn
to smile at her choice of words. “So
that’s the key to having a relationship with Stephanie Callahan.”
"Yep. Take it or leave it.”
“I’ll take it,” he said, swooping in
for a long, hot kiss.
“That doesn’t mean you can rush me,”
she warned him, breathlessly extracting herself.
“Who’s rushing?” he questioned,
moving in again for a leisurely second kiss.
This time she found herself unable
to resist. Twining her arms around the
back of his neck and pulling him close, she realized how satisfying it would be
to make a real connection after all this time.
She deserved to be happy too, didn’t she?
“That’s a good start,” she said with
a wink, taking his hand. “But I should
get home. I have work in the morning.”
“My busiest day.”
Jordan reluctantly gave in. They piled back into his car and he drove her
back to her small bungalow in Burbank. Sitting in her driveway, he kissed her again,
his tongue exploring her mouth. Was she going to invite him in? he
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
she wasn’t. “Okay,” he said, making
a conscious effort not to push.
He watched as she got out and went
up to her front door. Waiting until she
was in, he started the car and sped off down the street. Once he was gone from view, a figure emerged
from a parked car on the street and started up to the house, fists clenched.
Standing in the driveway, Kyle
watched the light go on inside the house.
Jeff and Joba Branigan’s parties
were always wild, but their annual Labor Day party at their apartment complex
in the Valley was legendary. There were
three-hundred half-naked bodies packed into the courtyard and crammed into the
pool and the overhead balconies. Through
the enormous speakers that lined the sides of the building came the sounds of
Blink 182. Empty beer bottles and
discarded plastic cups littered the ground.
When a group of drunken shirtless
frat guys began jumping off the second floor balcony into the pool, Benji knew
the party would soon be coming to an end.
He and Blake watched their suicidal antics with disinterest while guzzling
two bottles of warm beer.
Suddenly, a drunken metal head
stumbled over and passed out on the pool lounger beside them. Benji and Blake looked at each other and
stifled a fit of laughter.
“You ggunna juuummp?” murmured the
intoxicated kid with the tattoo sleeves and the Alice Cooper t-shirt.
“No fuckin’ way,” Benji
“Benji!” a voice was calling out
through the crowd. “Benji! Over here!”
He turned around and there was
Stormy, looking lost as he made his way through the throng of party-goers. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
“Looking for someone,” he said. “Do you know Finn Lambert?”
“Yeah, I know him. Why?”
“I need to talk to him.”
“I saw him up in one of the upstairs
apartments a little while ago,” Blake explained.
“Thanks,” Stormy said and attempted
to squeeze through a pack of half-naked guys doing shots off a drunken girls
In the commotion, he heard yelling
from up above. When he finally
registered what they were saying, he stopped mid-step and surveyed the area.
“Magnum!” someone was yelling. “Hey Magnum!
Get your lame ass up and take your turn!”
Stormy looked up at the group who
was diving off of the balcony. They were
looking straight down at him. Turning,
his eyes became fixated on the inebriated metal head lying groggily on the
“Magnum?” he asked, eyes wide. “Magnum Rainer?”
“Dude…don’t think I can jump,” he
murmured. “You go ahead of me.”
“I thought you were missing,” Stormy
said. “Quinn’s been looking for you for
“Was Quinn’s idea,” Magnum
slurred. “Said I should lay low while
she worked out a plan.” He hiccupped and
tried sitting up. “Wasn’t my idea to
come out tonight. Those guys made me.”
Stormy frowned, wondering what the
hell Quinn Rainer was up to. He fished
his cell phone from his pocket and moved to the end of the courtyard where he
dialed Miranda’s number.
The girls Miranda was bunking with
had coaxed her into playing poker and she grudgingly went along. Without realizing it, she had begun to
actually have a good time with them.
They were all sweet girls with big dreams and lots of attitude. Some of them reminded her of herself when she
was their age, minus the rebellious nature.
“I’m folding,” said a feisty blond
girl with pigtails named Tiger.
“No way!” squealed a black girl
named Yvonne, who seemed to be her best friend.
“You’ve won every hand and now you’re finally giving up? Put it on the record books!”
“Sorry to disappoint you, Yvonne,
but check this out,” Miranda said, fanning her cards out onto the bed. “Full house.”
“No fair!” the other girls all
screamed in unison.
They were gathered around Miranda’s
bed, the radio blasting and empty cans of soda and bowls of popcorn strewn
throughout the cabin. As much as she’d
worried about leaving Quinn and Eddie alone together, she had barely thought of
them all night.
When her cell began ringing, she
pointed to Tiger and motioned to her purse at the foot of the bed. “Get that for me, Sweetheart.”
The girl obliged by rifling through
her purse and answering the phone. “Miss
Blackthorne’s cabin,” she said, stifling a fit of giggles. “Who is this?”
“Tiger, give me the phone,” Miranda
said, snapping her fingers. “Now.”
“Huh? Who is it?
Stramy? Stormy?” She covered the phone with her hand and
looked at Miranda. “It’s someone named
“Give it to me,” Miranda said,
leaning forward and snatching the phone from her. “Stormy?
What’s up? You won’t believe what
happened today. We were getting ready to
hike up to the other side of the lake and I stepped on a bottle of water and
twisted my ankle and-“
“Magnum’s in L.A.,” Stormy said.
“What? Stormy, I can’t hear you. It’s really loud there. Where are you?”
“I said Magnum’s in L.A.!” he shouted. “He said Quinn put him up to the whole
disappearing act. Look, Miranda-“
And just like that she clicked off
the phone and folded her arms in anger.
“What’s wrong?” Yvonne asked.
“Girls,” she began, glaring
heatedly. “Find me some crutches. We’re going on a little hike.”
“To kick some ass.”
Stephanie locked her deadbolts and
rummaged around her small bungalow, tired but also a little wound up after her
date with Jordan. Despite its rocky beginnings, she’d wound up
having a very good time. There was
something genuine beneath all of that Hollywood
fluff. If only she could get him to show
that side of himself more often.
Not that she had a right to
talk. She had walls up herself. Major walls that she’d surprised even herself
by lowering long enough to give Jordan
a chance. For three years she’d sworn
off all romantic entanglements. Friends
were even scarce. Too risky to trust
anyone. She had herself to look out for
and that was all she could handle.
Noises from outside caught her
attention and her mouth drew into a smile.
As if he hadn’t been persistent enough, Jordan was obviously not ready to
say goodnight. It was sweet, but also a
little irritating that he had such a hard time following her wishes.
“I thought we weren’t going to
rush,” she said, unbolting the door and pulling it open.
“What are we rushing?” Kyle asked
from the porch, a cocksure grin on his face.
On the immediate defense, Stephanie
turned to run. How could she be so
stupid? Answering the door without
confirming who was there? Not being
armed when she needed to be most? All
she had to do was reach her holster on her nightstand.
But Kyle, too quick, came up from
behind and restrained her. “What’s the
rush?” he sneered, turning her to face him.
“Our long-awaited reunion is finally here. Three years, Stephanie. That’s a long time.”
“How did you find me?” she asked,
refusing to let him see her fear.
“It took a while, but I have a
pretty good detective’s instinct. Your
skills rubbed off on me.”
she murmured under her breath. “What do
“I want to know why,” he growled,
kicking the door closed with his foot.
“Why did you help Jennings set me up?”
“I didn’t,” she said, her eyes
swiveling to encompass the hallway. She
had to plan an escape. “We’ve gone over
this a thousand times. You set yourself
up when you killed Dugan.”
“I didn’t fucking kill Dugan,” Kyle
spat at her.
“That’s why you were interested in
me,” Stephanie said. “To distract me
from the cartel. David had nothing to do
“You don’t know what you’re talking
His grip tightened on her arm and
she spin around, jabbing him in the collarbone with her other elbow. As he staggered back in pain, she raced into
the living room, reached behind her antique secretary, and withdrew a double-barrel
Remington 1100. He came up on her again
and she turned, cocking the rifle and aiming it inches from his face.
“Look like our reunion is going to
be a short lived one,” she said ruefully
was almost home when he
decided he’d given up too easily. Yes,
he wanted to respect Stephanie’s wishes and take things slowly, but he also
wanted to make sure she knew that he meant business. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt
this way about a woman and, right or wrong, he wanted to shout it from the
Speeding back to Burbank, he neared her house and parked on
the street behind a black Porsche, which seemed extremely out of place in
Stephanie’s neighborhood. He
instinctively inspected the details of the car as he made his way up to the
porch. Once there, he heard voices from
inside. Then, moments later, a gunshot.
Miranda and the eight girls from her
bunk piled into the caretaker’s pickup truck and headed to the north side of
the lake. Cindy, the oldest of the
girls, drove, despite the fact that she was only fifteen.
“I have my learners permit,” she’d
declared proudly. Miranda didn’t
argue. She was determined to find Eddie
and Quinn and didn’t want to wait another minute. The entire way the girls sang camp songs, and
Miranda found herself singing along in spite of herself.
They reached the bottom of the
mountain where the jeep was parked. With
help from Tiger and Yvonne, Miranda inspected the interior. She knew they’d driven it up there that afternoon
so they must still be on the mountain somewhere. The only question was where.
“There’s a cabin over there,” Cindy
said and pointed to the west. “Just a
half a mile up the path. They were going
to expand the camp last year but they ran out of money. Maybe they’re there.”
“If I know Quinn, they probably
are,” Miranda said, staring off with steely cold pale green eyes.
“I can’t believe the jeep broke
down,” Quinn said as she watched Eddie stoke the fire. “You sure you don’t want to just hike back
“Walk back there?” Eddie asked
nervously. “In the dark? No thanks.”
“I just didn’t want Miranda to worry
about us.” She wrapped her arms around
herself, chilly from the night air. The
fire would help, she decided. Luckily
they had supplies in their packs.
“Yeah, it’s weird that I can’t find
my cell phone,” Eddie said and looked around the small cabin. “I was sure I had it when we left.”
“She’s probably out like a light
anyway. Injuries like that really take
it out of you.”
Eddie found an old blanket in a
chest and wrapped it around her. He
knelt down by the fire and warmed his hands.
we didn’t get any leads about Magnum today.
I know how worried you are.”
“What?” Quinn asked. She nestled down beside him and placed her
head on his shoulder.
“Magnum,” Eddie repeated. “We’re no closer to finding him. I was sure we would have found some clues up
on the mountain today.”
“Well, tomorrow’s another day.” She quickly changed the subject. “Hey, remember that time you and I were up in
your room at your dad’s house and the door opened and you jumped off the bed
and broke that lamp? How funny was that?”
“Uh…yeah, that was funny.” He frowned.
“Quinn, what’s with all the trips down memory lane? You seem more concerned with remember when’s than with finding your
“I do?” she asked
indifferently. “I guess I’m just trying
to keep my mind off of things. You know,
it’s been really hard since Magnum disappeared.”
Eddie regarded her carefully. If he didn’t know better, he’d swear this
whole Magnum caper was an act. But why
on earth would Quinn and her mother put on such a show?
Suddenly he felt her hand move down
and rest on his inner thigh. At first it
seemed like an isolated incident, a non-threatening friendly gesture, but when
she rested it there for a bit too long, he quickly jumped to his feet.
“Uh, what are you doing?” he asked
"Eddie, we’re going to spend the
night together,” Quinn said. “We might
as well make the best of it. Don’t you
miss that? We were so good together,
“No, no, I don’t remember.” He backed up, pulling away from her.
“We used to have the best time
together.” She came at him swiftly,
pressing her body against his and trying to get a clear shot so she could swoop
in for a kiss.
Eddie screamed, going tense and
covering his face with his hands.
Nervous laughter followed as he struggled in her grasp. He pursed his lips together tightly, shaking
his head when she tried kissing him again.
And then they heard voices from
outside. Miranda burst through the door,
using one of her crutches to point across the room at Quinn. Behind her, the girls gathered around with
shocked looks on their faces.
“A-ha!” Miranda screamed, glaring
angrily at Quinn. “I knew it!”
“I didn’t touch her!” Eddie yelled,
twisting away from her grasp and dodging across the room.
“Miranda,” Quinn said, surprised,
her tone laced with disappointment.
“You’d better start explaining,
bitch,” Miranda hissed. “What the hell
are you up to with my boyfriend?”
“Yeah,” Tiger said, bravely pushing
“Girl’s gonna get a beat down,”
Yvonne added, forming a fist and slamming it into the palm of her hand.
“Miranda, how did you find us?”
Eddie asked, remaining a safe distance from Quinn’s tentacle-like hands.
“I found the jeep down the road.”
“It broke down,” Eddie
commented. “We decided to spend the
“I bet you did,” Miranda said,
moving slowly toward Quinn on her crutches.
“Quinn’s full of surprises. I got
a call from Stormy who told me that Magnum is alive and well in L.A.”
“What?” Eddie exclaimed. “He’s not missing anymore?”
“Assuming he ever was in the first
Realizing she’d been caught, Quinn
hung her head low and folded her arms tight across her chest. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “I set the whole thing up.”
“Pardon?” Miranda asked, leaning
forward and straining her right ear. “I
didn’t get that.”
“I set it up, okay?”
“This whole case has been a sham?”
Eddie asked. “Quinn, why?”
“Because she wants you for herself,”
Miranda answered in an accusatory tone.
“She’s totally in love with you, Eddie.”
“Ewww,” Quinn grimaced. “No, I don’t think so.”
Pretending to ignore the insult,
Eddie shrugged and sat down on the sofa.
“Then why?” Miranda demanded.
Sighing, Quinn took the blanket from
her shoulders and threw it on a chair.
“My dad split a few years ago,” she began. “Then he started sleeping with some French
bimbo and totally forgot about me and my mom and my brother. He stopped paying alimony and he stopped
paying the mortgage. We’re going to lose
our house. We’re broke and my mom is
“What does this have to do with
Eddie?” Miranda wanted to know.
Quinn turned her gaze toward
him. “I heard about your dad’s death and
I knew how wealthy he was. I thought
maybe if I got close to you we could start something and eventually get
married. I just had to find a way to
make this right for my mom.”
“So you pretended Magnum was
She nodded. “I figured if I became a client then we’d
eventually grow closer. It was all my
“You were just after me for my
money?” Eddie asked. “It had nothing to
do with the gun show?”
Miranda rolled her eyes and shot her
cold gaze at Quinn. “You bitch. You actually had me feeling sorry for
you. How stupid can I get?”
“I’m sorry,” Quinn said, tears
forming in the corners of her eyes. “I
know it was a dumb idea, and I hated that I was hurting you. Please just understand.”
“What about all that spirits in the
woods business?” Miranda asked.
“I made it up.”
“And the jeep breaking down?”
“It was in neutral the whole time,”
Eddie flushed with
embarrassment. “Yeah, I knew that.”
“Look, I’m sorry you guys. I know this was wrong.”
“It’s okay,” Eddie said, walking
over and putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Quinn smiled weakly, sliding into
Miranda raised an eyebrow, watching
the way she used his kindness to her advantage.
“Oh no you don’t, you slut.”
Tears quickly disappearing, Quinn
turned and dashed out of the cabin with Miranda hobbling behind her, raising
her crutch in the air.
“You’d better run!”
Red and blue lights illuminated the night, casting a bright glow on the
side of Stephanie’s house. Jordan hung
against the side of his car on the street, watching the front door and
waiting. When two unformed police
officers emerged with Kyle restrained by handcuffs, he walked up and waited for
news of the developments.
Everything had happened so quickly. After he’d heard the gunshot, he raced inside
the house and found Stephanie holding a shotgun on Kyle, a hole blasted in the
wall behind him. He’d quickly called the
police but they were already on their way.
For two minutes he watched the determined look in her eyes, afraid of
what she might do. Kyle was unarmed, but
Stephanie appeared to be trigger happy.
He didn’t even think she acknowledged his presence. For a few moments he was sure she was going
to blow a hole in Kyle as big as the warning shot she’d fired into the
Jordan moved forward when he saw
her come outside onto the porch. She
exchanged a few words with one of the officers, accepted a warm pat on the
back, and then looked directly at him.
After the squad cars had vacated, Kyle in custody, he approached her
“You okay?” he asked.
“I will be. Until he gets out, that is.”
“Will he get out?”
“Of course,” she sniffed. “Nothing to hold him on.”
“But he broke in,” Jordan
Stephanie rolled her eyes. “He didn’t break in. The only reason he’s on his way downtown is
because I’m a cop and cops look after each other. He wouldn’t have hurt me. Not this way.”
“Then why was he here?” Jordan asked.
“To warn me.”
Jordan kicked the ground, unsure of
how to respond. She had a lot of baggage
and wasn’t sure if he could ever break through her walls. He wanted to try. More than anything he wanted to try.
“I’m glad I came back,” he said,
moving closer. “Not that you needed
me. You seemed to have things handled
just fine on your own.”
“You should go,” she commanded, her
face taut and expressionless.
He realized she probably needed to
be alone. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Don’t.” She shook her head.
“Don’t call me, Jordan. I’m sorry, I thought I could do this thing
between us, but I can’t. I don’t want to
see you again.”
“Hey, wait a minute.” He lurched forward, his arm
outstretched. “If this is because of
Kyle and your history with him, I think you’re overreacting.”
“Goodbye,” Stephanie said firmly
before turning and going inside the house.
After she’d gone, Jordan
and dropped his hands in resignation.
They’d made such progress tonight.
Now because of one loose canon she was ready to chuck the whole thing.
Feeling like he’d gotten the wind
kicked out of him, he turned and walked back to his car on the street.
of Sierra's recent activities. Jackie visits Kyle
in jail. Brooke reaches out to the enemy. Alex
has her first day on the set of her new series.