Alex kept James under
the delusion that they were still married. Meanwhile,
James's headaches grew more severe. Lauren
rebuffed Brett's attempt at being friendly. Brett
grew more suspicious of Stormy and Lauren's relationship.
Stormy and Lauren made love. Miranda
told Brett that she believed he was innocent. Winter
cried on Miranda's shoulder after learning of Ethan's
death. Alex told Will that she no longer wants
a part in their attempt to bring James down.
Brooke located James and Alex in the
cabana on the beach and saw them in an intimate
embrace. Devestated, she drove off in tears.
blazing morning sun permeated Brooke’s skin as she threw her suitcase into the
cab outside the Del Mar hotel in Santo Domingo.
She was on her way to the airport to finally get off the island and go
back home. Home meaning her apartment in the Valley. Her marriage to James was a sham, her
relationship with Ethan ended with his death, and now she was back to where she
started. Alone. The fact that James and Alex were back
together came as a shock, but after spending a restless night in her hotel
room, she realized she was only getting what she deserved. Why should James take her back after
everything she’d done? Lying about her
previous marriage and then sleeping with his own nephew? She was beyond contempt.
she could get into the cab, Jordan came running up from the hotel,
waving his hands in the air to stop her.
She sighed with exasperation and turned to him.
are you going?” he asked.
she replied flatly, starting to get into the car.
stopped her. “Where were you running off to last
night? Did you find James and Alex?”
nodded and pushed her hair from her eyes.
where are they? What did they say?”
didn’t talk to them,” she replied. “I
got the feeling they wanted to be alone.”
frowned at her enigmatic
response. “I have to find Alex. Can you at least tell me where they are?”
reached into her pocket and removed the directions to the beach house the
private investigator had given her. She
handed it to him and got into the cab.
“You might be wasting your time, but if you think you need to go, then
go,” she said through the open window.
cab started off toward the airport and Jordan stood behind, perplexed by the
strange circumstances in which Brooke was leaving. He looked at the piece of paper and ran to
his jeep, intent on going to Alex and finding out what was going on.
the cabana, Alex was standing on the veranda sipping a cup of coffee as she
stared out at the ocean in a daze. She
thought about the last couple of days and how perfect it had been. So much had happened. She’d learned that her love for James wasn’t
gone. She’d simply spent the last year
lashing out as a reaction to the way he treated her.
realized that things couldn’t remain as they were. Sooner or later James would
regain his memory and the charade
she’d created would be over. He’d throw
her out of his life just as he did the last time. Unless she could do something to win him
back. She could prove her love for him
and make him realize that she was worthy of being his wife again. A gut feeling told her what that something
had to stop Will from taking James’s studio from him. If she could stop that from happening then
she would have a chance at being with him again. He would be grateful to her.
are you doing out here by yourself?” James asked as he approached her from
turned around, her eyes watering and forcing a smile on her face. “I was just thinking,” she replied. “How did you sleep?”
well,” James replied then kissed her. He
looked at her and noted the sad, distant look in her eyes. “Darling, what is it? What’s bothering you?”
tear trickled down her face as she swept back her long, auburn hair. “I have to tell you something,” she began
with some difficulty. “Something’s about
to happen with your studio and I think you should know what it is.”
James brought his hands to his head and doubled over in pain, crying out in
agony. Alex shrieked and bent down,
trying to comfort him with her arm around him.
what is it?” she asked. “Are you
shut his eyes tightly, trying to will the pain away. “It’s my head.”
ran down Alex’s cheeks as she helped him into a chair. “Darling, it’ll pass,” she said. The words came out of her mouth and she hated
herself for saying it. It was so
selfish. She knew he needed to see a
doctor but it didn’t fit into her own agenda.
pain….it’s too much,” James groaned, holding his head in his hands.
wept, holding him in her arms and trying to decide what to do.
Jordan’s jeep came to a screeching halt
just outside the cabana. He pulled
himself out and ran to the door. Finding
it locked, he raced around to the back of the house and came face to face with
Alex and James on the veranda.
he said, seeing her with her arms around James as he held his head in pain.
looked up at Jordan and bit down on her lip,
realizing that everything was coming crashing down around her.
going on?” Jordan continued. “I’ve been looking all over the island for
stood up and shot him a look full of warning.
“You have to leave, Jordan.
You can’t be here.”
not?” he asked, looking at James and realizing that he was in pain. “You have
to get him to a doctor. Can’t you see he’s in agony?”
looked back at James and reached her trembling hand to him. “He’ll be fine,” she insisted. “It’ll pass just like the others did.”
that Alex had completely lost it, Jordan pulled her to him. “What are you doing, Alex? This isn’t healthy. You can’t go back, you know. You can’t change the past.”
I can,” she said adamantly. “James and I
have another chance and I’m not going to let you or anyone else ruin that.”
please-“ James moaned, his head hanging low as he closed his eyes to block out
the pain. “It hurts.”
Jordan looked at James and then back at
Alex. “He could be dying and you aren’t
doing anything because you’re trying to live some kind of fantasy! What’s wrong with you?”
not dying,” Alex said, rushing back to James and kneeling down beside him. “I can take care of him myself. We don’t need anyone else. Now please
just leave, Jordan.”
just saw Brooke,” Jordan began, folding his arms as he
stared at her. “She was here last
night. She must have seen you
together. She’s on her way back to L.A. now.”
lifted his head. “Brooke?” he asked
groggily. The pain began to subside and
he tried desperately to make the connection.
Somehow he’d heard that name before.
He stood up and looked at Jordan, then at Alex. He felt like he was experiencing some kind of
déjà vu. “Wait, I-“
silently cursed to herself. She knew
that Jordan would ruin everything by being
there. One mention of Brooke’s name and
James was already beginning to remember something.
Alex soothed him, trying to get him back into the chair. “Don’t strain yourself, Darling. Just sit down and relax.”
shook his head, growing into a daze as he struggled with a memory that
wouldn’t come. “Brooke,” he said. “I know
her, don’t I?”
Jordan began. He had to put a stop to this. He wasn’t going to stand back and let Alex
carry on with her charade. She was
supposed to be with him, not James. He would do anything he could to stop her
from carrying on with him.
Alex insisted. “She’s nobody,
James. Just come inside the house and
let me take care of you. I promise I
won’t let anything happen to you.”
resisted, pulling his arm from her as he saw flashes of a young blond woman in
his head. He frowned, trying to grasp
the memory. He saw an altar with flowers
on pillars, rows of people seated before them, and a beautiful white wedding
he murmured to himself.
Alex shook her head in desperation. “James, no…”
held his hand up, staring at the ground in a daze. “She was my wife,” he said softly, then looked up at Alex. “Not
you don’t know what you’re talking about!” Alex cried, running toward him but Jordan held her back. She struggled in his arms, trying to get
free so she could go to James and stop this from happening.
came flooding back and suddenly James realized that he had been living in the
past for the last few days. He took a
deep breath and turned away from Alex.
“I have to go,” he said. “I have
to go find Brooke and make her understand.”
don’t go!” Alex lamented, grabbing his arm and trying to pull him back.
pulled away from her and sent her sailing back into Jordan’s arms. “No, I have to go find her!” he exclaimed,
running off the veranda.
sobbed uncontrollably, watching him disappear from sight. Her head sunk down with regret as Jordan put his arms around her and
tried to console her.
touch me!” she screamed, turning around and glaring at him. “You ruined everything!” She began hitting him in the chest with her
fits. “Everything! Do you hear me?"
Jordan grabbed for her wrists, trying
to stop her from attacking him as she cried hysterically.
knocked on the door at the Sunset Strip Motel and slid her fingers in the back
pockets of her jeans while she waited for an answer. A minute later Devon Graham came to the
great, just what I need this early in the morning,” Devon said angrily, quickly trying to
shut the door.
forced the door open again and pushed her way inside. “I have to talk to you and I’m not leaving
until I do,” she said, looking around the rundown motel room. She shivered with disgust and then turned to
the contemptible woman. “Just what the
hell are you trying to prove, anyway?”
me?” Devon took a threatening pose and
rolled her eyes.
are you doing?” Miranda asked. “You blow
into town, break into my bedroom, get my husband charged with murder, and all
for what? So you can get back at him
for leaving you?”
Devon folded her arms and snarled at
her. “I just want to see that Rick…oh
excuse me, Brett gets what’s coming
took a step forward, her eyes challenging her.
“You’re pathetic,” she said.
“This isn't the 1950's. Women don’t need a man to make them complete
in this day and age. Now here you are
going after someone that doesn’t want you anymore. I hope you realize you just set the women’s
movement back about thirty years.”
don’t need a man to make me complete,” Devon replied. “As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t take Rick
back if he begged me on his hands and knees.
See, I don’t sleep with murderers.”
rolled her eyes. “How do you even know
he killed that guy anyway? All that maid
from the hotel said was that she saw a man leaving the room. That could have been anybody.”
wish it was anybody else.”
don’t you just go away?” Miranda asked.
“Leave L.A. and go back to wherever the hell you came from.”
Devon took a step closer. “Because I want to stick around and make sure
that he pays for everything he’s done.”
didn’t kill anybody!” Miranda shouted in a rage.
it!” Miranda felt like she was in a
shouting match with a five year old.
This was getting ridiculous.
was there! I saw him push Bailey
out of the
eyes widened and she took a step back.
“What?” she asked through squinted eyes. “You saw him push him? What are you talking about?”
Devon looked around the room
nervously, her eyes darting everywhere but at Miranda. “Forget it.”
do you mean? Tell me!”
was hiding in the closet,” Devon said. “I got there
before Brett did. He didn’t know I was
there. I saw everything! I saw them struggling over the money, and I
saw Brett push Bailey out of the window!”
shook her head, refusing to believe what the spiteful woman was saying.
lying,” Brett said to Miranda a while later at the mansion. They were sitting in the library with Stormy
discussing the confrontation she’d just had with Devon.
do you know she wasn’t hiding in the closet?” Stormy asked, his arms folded
across his chest.
might have been in the closet, but
she didn’t see me push him out of the window because I didn’t!” Brett insisted,
getting up from the sofa and beginning to pace the room. He ran his fingers through his thick
blonde hair and let out a deep breath.
This was getting way too complicated.
I thought you were on Brett’s side,” Miranda said, glaring at her brother. “I mean, you posted his bail. Why would you have done that if you thought
he was guilty?”
okay, Miranda,” Brett interrupted. He
thought about the conversation he had with Stormy the other day. Stormy had all but come out and accused him
of being a murderer. “I don’t expect
Stormy to believe me. I mean, I’ve lied
about everything else, right?”
said it, not me,” Stormy said with a chuckle.
He didn’t want to believe that Brett was guilty, but the facts weighed
against him. A phony identity, a string
of illegal money making schemes, and now this.
It was all too suspicious.
sighed with frustration and turned back to her husband. “Brett, tell us again what happened in that
hotel room.” She was sure there was
something that he’d overlooked.
Something that could prove he was innocent.
rubbed his aching neck and sat down again.
“I went into the room, packed up my things, got the money and started to
leave. Bailey walked in and we
argued. He accused me of trying to take
off with all of our money. His, mine and
you were,” Stormy said sarcastically.
ignored his comment. “I pushed him out
of my way and made a run for it,” he explained.
“That was when I went to the casino next door and met Miranda.”
eyes narrowed on him as he tried to recreate the events in his mind. “Why didn’t he run after you?” he asked.
stop insinuating that Brett pushed him!” Miranda ordered, sick of her brother’s
shook his head. “No, I mean let’s just
assume, strictly as a conjecture, that Brett didn’t push him. Suppose he got a
clear shot at the door and made a run for it.
If this Bailey guy wanted his money that bad, wouldn’t he have at least
ran after him?”
think so,” Miranda said.
looked at Brett and suddenly realized he could be innocent after all. “Didn’t you think that was strange?” he
asked. “That Bailey just gave up the
minute you got out into the hall?”
shrugged. “I guess I didn’t think about
it. I was too worried about getting
something must have kept him in that room,” Stormy continued. “Or someone.”
eyes lit up. “Like Devon.”
looked at her and then at Stormy. “What
are you saying?”
saying Devon might know more than she’s
letting on,” Stormy said. “And instead
of coming forward, she decided to
point the finger at Brett. I mean,
let’s face it. She didn’t even tell the
police she was a witness. As a matter
of fact, she didn’t say anything about it until Miranda talked to her today.”
Brett grew into a daze, wondering if Stormy
might be on to something.
opened the door of her apartment in the Valley and walked inside, taking in the
stuffy air and sweating from the immense heat.
She threw her keys down on a table and went to open the window to let
some fresh air in. It had been weeks since
she’d been there and it was in major need of some refreshing. The fact that she still had the apartment
was just dumb luck. After her wedding
to James, things went into an immediate tailspin and she forgot all about
moving her things out and handing in her keys.
Luckily her lease wasn’t up yet.
Otherwise she’d have nowhere to go.
around the small apartment in a daze, she started to feel like she was on an
emotional roller coaster. She never
thought she’d have to live there again.
She was supposed to be living the good life in a fully staffed,
forty-room mansion in Hollywood. But that turned out to be nothing more than
a dream, and when she woke up, she was already immersed into another
romance. Now that was gone too. And so was Ethan. And James was back with his ex-wife,
Alex. And she was alone.
of energy, she plopped down onto her old wicker sofa, hung her head down and
cried silently to herself. How did
things get to be so messed up?
walked down the hallway at the Sunset Strip Motel, smoothing back his untamed
hair and unbuttoning his shirt to just below his chest. He licked his lips and knocked three times
on the door. Devon opened it and rolled her eyes.
are you doing here?” she asked with irritation.
“First your crazy sister and now you?
Don’t you people get it? I’m not going anywhere so you might as well
save your breath.”
stopped the door from closing on him. He
leaned against the doorframe and put on his most charming, seductive grin. “I hope
you’re not going anywhere,” he said with a sly raise of his eyebrow. “Because it’d be a shame if we didn’t get to
know each other better.”
frowned as he walked into her room and spun around toward her. “What’s your trip, man?” she asked. “Are you high?”
reached his hand out and gently touched her shoulder, letting his fingers slide
erotically down her arm. “I wanted to
check you out for myself,” he said.
“Brett was telling me what a far out chic you were.”
nodded, licking his lips as he stared at her, moving closer so that he was mere
inches from all five foot two of her.
“He said you were a firecracker in the sack.”
Devon chuckled and looked him up and
down. “Oh he did, did he?”
nodded. “Yeah, and you know me. Stormy Blackthorne the player, the ladies man,
the gigolo. I had to see what I was
mischievously, Devon sat down on the bed and patted
the spot beside her. “Well then get
yourself over here,” she said seductively.
“Let’s see what you’ve got.”
expecting her to be so eager, Stormy reluctantly walked over to the bed and sat
down beside her. He cleared his throat,
trying to decide his next move. Before
he could do or say anything, Devon was climbing on top
of him, pushing him down onto the bed and licking her wet tongue all over his
have to confess,” she said in hurried breaths.
“I am dying to find out if all
those tabloid stories about you are true.
Stormy the Stallion, isn’t that what they called you in the National Inquisitor?”
laughed uncomfortably, trying to keep his face away from hers. She was like a tornado, covering him from
every angle so much that he felt claustrophobic. “Yeah, I think so,” he said, struggling with
his words. She was overpowering him
with her freakish strength and it was anything but a turn on. Thankfully.
He was there to help Brett, not to get laid.
you know what would get me really hot?” Devon asked with a grin.
was almost afraid to ask. “What’s that?”
I could spank you,” she said with a roguish smile. “Wouldn’t that be far out?”
Stormy replied, all the while thinking what
the hell is wrong with you, woman?
Before he knew it, she was rolling him over onto his stomach and
straddling his back. “Oh wow, you’re
not kidding, huh?”
tell me how bad you’ve been,” Devon giggled, bouncing up and down on him.
but listen,” he began, trying to block out the stinging sensation from her hand
slapping his butt. “If we’re going to
get this personal, maybe we should be completely honest with each other.”
barely acknowledged his remark. “Yeah,
tell me you’ve been a bad boy,” she said.
yeah, I was thinking more along the lines of you and Brett,” Stormy said with
annoyance. “I mean, he’s such a jive
turkey anyway. How’d you get mixed up
“I’m not the only one who’s a firecracker in the sack,” she
replied with a wink.
get it. So this whole murder accusation
is just to get back at him for taking the good stuff away, huh?”
Devon said with a roll of her eyes. “What are you-“
Stormy felt her fingers tighten around his neck in a chokehold. “Hey!” he said hoarsely. “Why don’t we stick to spanking? Save this other stuff for later?”
Devon jumped off of him and pulled him
up by the neck. “I think you’re the jive turkey,” she said,
pushing him off the bed. “Did you really
think you could come here and try to get me to renege on my word? What kind of broad do you take me for?”
his sore neck, Stormy got up and backed away from her. “What happened to the spanking and the
firecrackers?” he asked, pointing to the bed.
“I thought we could-“
you thought is that you could come
here and use your boyish charms and good looks to make me take back my
accusation!” she yelled, backing him to the door. “Well I can’t be swayed that easily. Besides, I’m not into punks.”
you calling me a punk?” Stormy asked defensively. The woman was starting to get under his skin.
Spiky hair! Now get out of my
room before I show you my pincer hold!”
She backed him further toward the door until he opened it and ran
she’d slammed the door shut, Stormy let out a deep breath and tried to regain
his composure. He didn’t know how Brett
handled being with her for so long. She
was a lunatic.
started down the hallway to the stairs, cursing the failed mission. He’d have to think of another way to get Devon to admit what she knew. On his way to his car, he suddenly got the
he got back to the mansion, he found Brett and Miranda in the game room and
brought them to the kitchen where Leilani was cleaning up after lunch.
would you like to do us a big favor, Leilani?” Stormy asked, eyeing her with a
broad smile on his face.
staccato pounding on her door sent Brooke into a panic. She stood up from the sofa and looked across
the room, wondering who would know where to find her. She wanted to be alone. She couldn’t face anybody.
“Brooke! Open up!
eyes widened and she backed up from the door.
She was frozen, unable to think or speak. She hadn’t expected him to have gotten back
to the states so quickly after she did. He must have left right after her.
“Brooke! I know you’re in there! I saw your car outside! Now open up!”
away!” Brooke cried.
the door or I’ll break it down!” James called through the door.
shook her head in despair. She couldn’t
see him now. Not after what happened in
the Dominican Republic.
Not just for the fact that she’d seen him with Alex, but for what
happened with her and Ethan. She
couldn’t face him after that.
she heard a loud crash on the other side of the door. The lock busted and the door swung wide
open. James came barreling inside, staring
at her with pleading eyes.
won’t you talk to me?” he demanded.
turned her back to him. “I can’t,” she
replied, tears forming in her eyes. She
felt horrible for doing it, but she had to put it all on him. Telling him about her and Ethan would kill
him. And now that Ethan was gone, it
would serve no purpose anyway.
not?” James insisted, walking toward her.
saw you with her!” Brooke screamed, spinning back around. “I saw you with Alex on the beach in the Dominican Republic! You were kissing her!”
He was afraid that’s what had
happened. It all had gotten so
confusing that he still didn’t know how it happened. “That’s what you don’t understand,” he began. He had to explain to her about his memory
loss and the fact that he was living in the past for those few days on the
island with Alex. “She tricked me. You have to believe me, Brooke.”
you?” she exclaimed. She suddenly didn’t
feel so bad about what happened with Ethan on the island. If James was going to stand there and tell
her some kind of lie about why he was with Alex, then she wasn’t totally to
blame for anything that had happened. It
was just as much him as her. “How did
she trick you into kissing her? And
dancing with her? My God, James, it
looked like the two of you were lovers!”
I had a head injury from the plane crash,” he explained. “It affected my memory.”
see,” she said bitterly. She didn’t
believe a word he said. If that was the
best he could come up with then she didn’t want to hear anymore. “Just admit it, James. You wanted to get back at me for what
happened with Philip. You were so angry
that I kept my marriage to him from you that you would do anything to get back
“No! I’m not like that! You know that!”
I?” she asked. “So you’ve never done
anything for revenge? Is that what
you’re telling me?”
shrugged, realizing that wasn’t true.
“Not when it comes to you,” he said.
“I love you.”
you sure about that?” she asked. “Are
you sure your memory hasn’t been affected?
Because the last time I saw you you told me that you didn’t think that
you wanted things to work out between us.
Isn’t that what you told me?”
sighed, realizing again that she was right.
He did tell her that. But it was after finding out about Philip and
their secret marriage. “I was
angry. I didn’t mean to-“
changed everything, James,” Brooke said, finally calming down enough to speak
at a normal level. “I begged you to
understand and you wouldn’t. You said
horrible things to me and I don’t know if I can forgive you for that. “
want you to leave,” she said, barely able to look at him.
waited for a minute, hoping she would change her mind. Finally he realized that she was not going
to budge. She was still rattled after
seeing him with Alex. Maybe in time she
would be willing to listen. Yes, he
would come back when things had settled down.
away, he went to the busted door and closed it behind him. Brooke broke into tears and sank to the
floor, confused and torn about how she should feel. Her emotions were in such turmoil that she
didn’t know what was right and what was wrong.
opened the door for them as Alex and Jordan rushed into her beach house in Malibu.
He followed her straight to the bar where she poured herself a glass of
can’t go on ignoring my questions,” Jordan pressured her. “You barely said a word the entire flight
rolled her eyes and took a gulp of scotch.
“Speaking of home, Jordan.
Why don’t you go home? I’ve had more than enough of you for one
grabbed her arm and turned her toward him.
“Why do you talk to me like that?” he asked, hurt showing in his
eyes. “You seem to keep forgetting that
I’m the man who asked you to marry him.
That’s my ring on your finger.
Yet you keep pushing me away.”
Alex said, taking the ring off and placing it in his palm. “Take it.”
She walked across the room with her glass and looked out the window at
gripped the ring in his closed
fist, angered by her callous attitude and diva-like personality. Sometimes he wondered why he cared for her
so much. “If you’re expecting a ring
from James Blackthorne to replace this one, I think you’re going to be waiting
a long time.”
turned around and shot him a cold, frigid stare. “What’s that supposed to
come on. Don’t think I don’t know what
was going on in that cabana back there in the Dominican Republic,” Jordan exclaimed. “You were trying to hide James from the world
so that you could have another chance with him.
still in love with him and you used his memory loss to play house for as long
as you could,” Jordan
continued, staring into her
watery eyes. “And you might have gotten
away with it for a while if I hadn’t shown up.”
been in the business too long, “ Alex declared, trying to shrug his accusations
off as a joke. “You’re starting to think
everything is a movie script.”
shook his head, walking up and grabbing her arms. He stared into her eyes, trying to get her
to see that she was being foolish.
“You’re crazy if you think James will ever take you back,” he said. “He doesn’t love you, Alex.”
shook her head, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“Yes he does. He told me he does.
back at that cabana he remembered a time when he did love you,” Jordan
said, his eyes riveted to
hers. He began to see another
vulnerable side of Alex Reynolds that was seldom seen by anyone. “But back here there’s only one man who can
say that, and that’s me.”
looked at him with surprise. In all the
time they’d been courting, Jordan had never uttered anything
remotely resembling that sentiment. It
was a shock. She didn’t know how to
react. More importantly, she couldn’t react now. She had James to think about.
James Blackthorne, not Will Thomerson,” Jordan continued. “Just me.
So stop pushing me away.”
mention of Will’s name sent her into a panic. She had almost forgotten his plan to get Sunset Studios from James. There was a good chance that it was already
a done deal. But if not, she had to at
least try to stop it from happening. She
couldn’t let James fall victim to Will’s treachery. Not after the beautiful days they’d spent
together in the Caribbean, just like when they were
have to go before he loses everything!” she suddenly uttered aloud, dropping
her drink and heading for the door.
Jordan frowned, wondering what she was
talking about. “Wait, where are you
closed the door of his and Miranda’s bedroom at the Blackthorne mansion and sat down on the bed with the
phone cradle in his hands. He took a
deep breath and dialed Devon’s number at the Sunset Strip Motel.
your freedom?” she asked when he identified himself. “You’d better, because things are going to
change when you’re convicted of murder.
You don’t get phone privileges in prison, Ricky.”
shook his head in irritation and held the receiver close to his mouth. “Look, I want to see you,” he said. “Right away.”
You wanna shut me up too?”
shook his head, looking down at the duffel bag of money sitting next to him on
the bed. “No, I want to give you what’s
yours,” he said. “Your share of the
kind of sick game are you trying to play now?”
not a game.”
why are you being so generous all of the sudden?” Devon asked suspiciously.
just don’t want to take anything that belongs to you,” Brett replied, staring
down at the money. “I mean, you’re
right, I’m probably going to prison soon.
The money’s not going to do me a lot of good in there. It might as well go to someone who needs it.”
Devon wasn’t about to argue. “Okay, fine.
Come to my motel room in an hour.
And leave that psycho wife of yours home. That chick rubs me the wrong way.”
I can’t come there,” he protested. “Why
don’t you meet me at the beach club? If
I go to your room and someone sees, they’ll think we’re in cahoots or
something. I just think it would be
better if we met in a public place.”
rolled her eyes. “Fine.
But I’m warning you, Buddy. You
better not be up to no funny business.
If I fall out of a window, if the breaks go out on my car, if my toaster
falls into the bathtub while I’m taking a bath, you’ll be the first person they
come looking for.”
recognized her flair for the dramatics.
“I’ll see you in an hour.”
he hung up he picked up a bundle of money from the bag and felt it in his
fingers. He hated the thought of parting with any of that money. But it was something he had to do.
hour later, Devon walked into the restaurant at
the Valley Beach Club and scanned the dining room for Brett. When she didn’t see him, she sighed with
irritation and took a seat at the bar.
After ordering a drink, she looked over her shoulder and inspected the
light crowd of people. Her eyes
traveled toward the table directly behind her where a man dressed in a business
suit was seated with a heavy-set Hawaiian woman. An odd pairing, she thought to herself.
“Ma’am, I just want to ask you a few questions so we know
what we’re going to be dealing with at the trial,” she overheard the man saying
to the Hawaiian woman. “How long have
you been an employee of the Flamingo Hilton hotel?”
Devon’s eyes widened and she turned on
her stool. She knew she recognized the
man from somewhere. He was the lawyer
Brett’s crazy wife hired. He must be
interviewing the maid from the hotel where they’d been staying in Vegas.
years,” Leilani replied. “This is the
first time something like this has happened to me.”
doing fine,” said Brandon Marksman. “I
want you to tell me exactly what you saw on the afternoon of January 14th.”
Devon listened intently, straining to
hear over the crowd.
just came on the evening shift,” Leilani said.
“It was a little after four o’clock.
I had five rooms to clean on the tenth floor so I was in a hurry. Anyway, I came off the service elevator with
my cart and I heard screaming from down the hallway. “
you tell what they were saying?” Brandon asked.
shook her head. “No, it just sounded
like screaming,” she said. “I saw a man
run from the room with a bag. I thought
he was in a hurry to check out so I held the elevator for him. Then I heard more screaming.”
heard more screaming after the man
left the room?”
Leilani answered. “I was pushing my cart
down the hallway to check it out and that’s when I saw the woman running down
the hallway past me.”
Brandon raised an eyebrow. “Had the yelling stopped by that time?”
nodded. “Yes. So I went into the room. I saw the mess. I noticed the window was open and I went to
shut it and that’s when I saw the crowd of people downstairs gathered around
that poor man’s body.”
Devon felt her stomach doing
flips. She felt like she was going to
be sick to her stomach. Damn that maid
for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
you be able to recognize this woman if you saw her again?” Brandon asked Leilani.
of course,” she replied.
you for your cooperation,” Brandon
said with a smile.
Devon jumped up from the bar and found
a waiter walking toward the doorway. She
fell in line with him and followed him out of the restaurant, trying
desperately to hide behind him.
she’d gone, Stormy, Miranda and Brett appeared from the back room.
“How did I do?” Leilani asked with a smile, looking up at
did great, Leilani,” Stormy replied, leaning down and kissing her cheek.
you see Devon’s face?” Brett asked with a
laugh. “She practically fell off the
stool when Leilani said she could identify the woman coming out of the room.”
laughed and then turned to Stormy and the lawyer. “So what happens now?”
say we go head her off at the pass before she can skip town,” Stormy
suggested. “We can’t let her leave town
or we’ll never get her to confess.”
wait a minute,” Brandon said, his tone full of warning. “We don’t know that she is guilty of anything. How are you so sure about this, anyway?”
just a gut feeling I have,” Stormy replied.
I should have my head examined for going along with this scheme of yours,” Brandon announced, then pausing in
hesitation. “But I’ll play along for the
sake of clearing this mess up. Lord
knows your father doesn’t need anything else to worry about right now with his
business in trouble.”
James parked his car in the lot outside Sunset
Studios. Since he’d flown back
from the Dominican Republic he hadn’t managed to get a
single thing accomplished. His attempt
at communicating with Brooke went bust.
He went home to check on everyone there but there wasn’t a sole to be
found. He had no idea where his children
were, or even his maid. Since he had
free time that evening he decided to head to the studio to try to get some work
down the hallway toward his office, he noticed that there was a light on
inside. He frowned, wondering who would
be in his office this late, and without him being there.
he reached the door, he slowly opened it and took a step inside. His gaze traveled across the room to his
desk where someone was sitting in his chair with their back to him.
I help you?” he asked.
the chair swiveled around and Will Thomerson smiled at James with
conviction. “I don’t think so, James,”
he said. “I believe I have everything
from you I’ll be needing.”
growing enraged, James glared across the room at his nemesis and took a step
forward. “What the hell are you doing in
my office?” he asked.
“You mean my
office,” Will gloated.
the devil are you talking about?” James bellowed. He was so furious at seeing him there that he
could barely see straight. “Get out of
my chair and get the hell out of this building before I throw you out.”
shook his head and leaned forward, his smirk growing into a menacing
scowl. “I don’t think so,” he
began. “As of four o’clock today I own this building and
everything in it.”
insane,” James replied with a scoff.
true,” Will said, standing up. “You see,
while you were occupied in the Dominican Republic with the lovely Alex Reynolds,
you defaulted on your loan with H & Q
shook his head in confusion. “What do
you know about my loan with them?”
I am H & Q Consolidated,” Will
replied. “Cutty Sallis was an actor I
hired to act as the front man. Pretty
clever, don’t you think?”
slowly dawned on James as he felt like a blow had been delivered straight to
his abdomen. “You bastard,” he whispered
to himself as the full reality of what had happened sunk in.
H &Q had to call their loan in
early, and since you weren’t available for repayment on demand, we had to
collect by means of your production company.”
Will’s tone was joyous and threatening all at once. He loved seeing his rival squirm, realizing
he’d lost it all to the man he tried to destroy once upon a time. Well now the tables were turned.
can’t do this,” James protested.
already done,” Will said, holding up the loan papers. “Sunset
Studios is mine. And you have
nothing. Everything you’ve worked for
your entire life is gone. Maybe that
will make you think twice before you try to mess with me again.”
son of a bitch!” James yelled in a rage as he ran at him. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Will
reach into his jacket pocket and remove a .38 handgun.
came prepared this time,” Will said, pointing the gun at him. “Not like that time in your study when I
first came to town and you tried to kill me.
This time I have protection. And
after all, you are trespassing.”
stared at the barrel of the gun, sweat pouring down his face. He refused to be threatened like that in his
own office. And it was his office, no matter what Will Thomerson said.
A struggle over
the gun leads to devestation. Devon gets a
surprise on her way out of town. Jordan asks
for Winter's help. Brooke has nightmares about