Stormy confronted Brett
about the fifty thousand dollars he'd taken from
a Sunset Studios account. Later, Brett
vowed to find ammuntion to discredit Stormy and
get him permanently out of the business. After realizing
the hurt it would inflict on Ethan, Janet returned
and asked Will for her manuscript back. Will laughed
and told her to get lost. Heather and Miranda
conspired to find out what Will was hiding in his
mansion. James and Alex learned that Senator Timothy Fallmont was planning an
unjunction against their pipeline in Colorado. Brooke, meanwhile, grew
hurt that James seemed to have forgotten about Michael and was now
concentrating on business again. James threw a dinner party at the mansion
and invited Timothy to discuss the pipeline. When he arrived with his
wife on his arm, Stormy realized his wife was Samantha.
Fallmonts" Part 2
and Heather crept down the dark tunnel until they came to the staircase leading
to Will Thomerson’s parlor room. Miranda
forced the door open and they emptied out into the house, glancing around
quickly to make sure no one was around.
don’t know about this,” Heather said as they made their way into the room. “What if he comes home? We might not be so lucky this time.”
Miranda said and glared at her. “We have to do this. Now let’s go.
I say we check the upstairs rooms first.”
Heather followed her to the doors leading into the entryway. Miranda pulled a penlight from her pocket and
shined it across the room as they went.
They passed by Will’s desk and Miranda aimed the light onto the
surface. She stopped in her tracks and
picked up a piece of paper that caught her eye.
a minute,” she whispered, pulling Heather back.
“I think I found something.”
is it?” Heather asked, looking over her shoulder at the paper.
“Certificate of live birth,” Miranda
said, scrolling the light over the heading on the official looking
document. “Oh my God.”
then, the lights came on and they both screamed in terror. Miranda dropped the certificate and backed
up, bumping into Heather as Will stood before them, blocking their path to the
left the house and went for a drive, hoping that no one would even notice she
was gone. James was so involved with
work that he probably wouldn’t give her another thought for the rest of the
night. He certainly wasn’t concerned
with finding their son so why should she be any different?
she knew it, she found herself driving to Ethan’s house in the Valley. She resisted at first, circling the block and
wondering if it was a good idea that she go to him. In the past, it always ended in confusing
matters more. But now Ethan seemed to be
the only one who understood how she felt.
He had a special bond with Michael, even if she had consistently kept
the truth from him. Maybe that was why
he understood. Deep down he knew the
truth. That he was her baby’s
deciding she would just stop by for a minute, she parked her car in his
driveway and walked up to the porch, the sound of crickets chirping all around
her. Before she reached her hand out to
knock, she peered inside and caught a glimpse of Ethan sitting on the sofa in
an embrace with Janet.
were undressed, covered by a blanket as they kissed and laughed happily and
carefree. She hadn’t seen Ethan look so
happy in a long time, she realized. Not
since they were together in the Caribbean almost a year ago.
To her surprise, she felt a pang of jealousy and her eyes began to tear
up. Knowing that she had no right to
feel the way she did, she fought to control herself. She was married to James and she’d made her
choice. If Ethan wanted to be with
another woman he had every right to do so.
up, she started down the driveway to her car and slowly opened the door. A quick pause while she looked back at the
house, the glow of flickering candles evident through the windows. Coming there was a mistake, she
decided. Why did she stop anyway? Why didn’t she keep driving and resist her
compulsion to see Ethan?
she got back into her car and sped off down the road, fighting back the tears
that threatened her eyes.
stared down at Miranda and Heather, fuming at the sight of the two young women
invading his home. He glanced at the
birth certificate that fell to the floor, quickly snapping it up and placing it
safely in his pocket.
are you doing here?” he asked, his eyes darting around the room.
looked at Heather, petrified of what was going to happen next. She hadn’t expected to get caught, and even
if they did, she had hoped she’d be able to come up with something to save
asked what you’re doing here!” Will shouted, closing the door of the parlor so
they couldn’t leave. “What gives you the
right to break into someone’s home? How
did you get in here anyway?”
quickly covered for them. “I picked the
lock,” she said, not wanting to give away the fact that they’d found the
staircase leading to the underground tunnel.
resourceful,” Will said and backed them into the room. “James Blackthorne’s daughter a cat
burglar. This should make for some
interesting front page headlines.”
wouldn’t dare,” Heather said and pushed her way past Miranda. “And you know damn well what we’re doing
don’t you indulge me.”
wildly at him, Heather felt herself growing angrier by the second. The very thought that she could ever have
been intimate with him made her skin crawl.
“I want that tape,” she said. She
decided to sacrifice her own secret in order to keep him in the dark about
their suspicions about the kidnapping.
tape?” Will asked with a sickly smile.
“What tape would that be, Heather?”
know damn well what tape,” she shot back, moving forward. “The tape that makes me lie awake at night in
a cold sweat! The tape that makes me
want to shower eight times a day so I can get the feeling of those disgusting
men off of me! The tape that you set up
to get back at me for stealing a few movie deals from you, you sick son of a
stared wide-eyed at Heather, slowly realizing why it was so important for her
to get in that house the other night.
She didn’t know all the details, but she knew all she needed to. Whatever Will had done to her, it was
something unspeakably awful.
it easy,” Will said, slightly unnerved by the wild rage in Heather’s eyes. “I consider that tape to be payment for what
you and James Blackthorne stole from me.”
balled her fists together and lunged toward him. “God, you’re such a disgusting pervert!” she
screamed, battering him relentlessly with her fists. “How could you have done that to me? You set me up you fu-“
stop!” Miranda pleaded, trying desperately to pull her off of Will. “It’s okay!”
withdrew from her attack, her hair flipped chaotically over her face. “No, it’s not okay,” she said, breathing
heavily. “Not until this monster pays
for what he did to me.”
I did to you?” Will asked, walking
over to his desk and pulling a piece of paper from the top drawer. “But you did it to yourself, Heather dear. I have the consent form with your signature
forged that!” Heather screamed. “I never
consented to anything!”
you did. You just didn’t know what you
were signing. But fortunately that
excuse won’t hold up in a court of law, so I urge you to think before you go
making any accusations that you can’t back up.”
eyes bore into his, flashes of contempt stabbing into him like daggers. “I could kill you for this,” she said. “I swear to God someone’s going to make you
smugly, Will casually opened the doors to the parlor and stood clear of the
doorway. “On the contrary. It’s my turn to make all of you pay. Every last one of you.”
didn’t waste any time in taking Heather’s hand and leading her out to the front
door in the entryway. She led her
outside and left Will standing behind, a satisfied grin on his face.
spent the entire five course meal staring across the table at Samantha, sitting
comfortably close to Timothy who fawned over her the entire evening. He couldn’t fathom for a second the odds that
the husband she was so unhappy with was Senator Fallmont, the very man who was
proposing an injunction against his mother and father’s pipeline.
she was here, in his house, sitting across the table from him and no one knew
that they’d been quite well acquainted since the previous summer. And if the truth did get out, he could only imagine the devastating affects it would
have on Blackthorne-Reynolds.
understand your concerns, Senator Fallmont,” James said as they all retired
into the library for drinks. “But if
you’ll just let us propose another course of action, I’m sure we can come up
with a compromise.”
shook his head, his arm around Samantha as they followed Jack and Adrienne into
the room. “I’m not sure that there is a compromise,” he attested. “That land you want to destroy while drilling
for natural gas has been environmentally protected for decades. I’m concerned about the toxic runoff that
could affect wildlife, plant life, and water reservoirs that exist mere miles
from the site. The affects could be
land does belong to us,” Alex
quipped, lighting a cigarette and sitting down next to Adrienne. “When my uncle left it to me he said nothing
about environmental protection.”
possible that he didn’t know,” Timothy said.
“Either way, it’s an issue that many people are concerned about. Since you proposed the pipeline, there’s been
a lot of talk in Washington.”
mean talk that you started because
you’re angling for the U.S. Senate, isn’t that right?” Stormy asked, glaring
angrily at him. He couldn’t stand the
way the man sat there, pawing at Samantha like she was a possession. It was immediately obvious why she was so
unhappy with him. Men like Timothy
Fallmont were overbearing and intolerable.
met his gaze with one equally as challenging.
“This injunction has nothing to do with my future political
really?” Stormy asked, fed up with
the way he spun facts to suit himself.
“So it’s just a coincidence that this injunction comes up a few months
before the primaries? Come on, who do
you think you’re kidding?”
Senator Fallmont is here as our guest,” James cautioned his son.
it’s okay, Mr. Blackthorne,” Timothy interrupted. “Your son has a valid concern. Albeit slightly inflammatory. I would hate to hear that the voters thought
I was grandstanding just because the election was coming up. I firmly intend to make it clear that my main
concern is the environment.”
then, Brooke entered the room and smiled apologetically to the guests. “I’m sorry I missed dinner,” she said,
walking over to James and putting her arm around him.
Leilani said you’d left the house,” James said.
“Where were you?”
grew distant and felt all eyes on her.
“I had to pick up a prescription from the pharmacy,” she lied. “I guess it took longer than I expected.”
kissed her on the cheek and proceeded to introduce her to Timothy and Samantha.
“Would you excuse us for just a
minute?” he then asked.
left the room and walked out into the entryway where James put his arms around
his wife and held her close. “Darling,
are you sure you’re all right?” he asked.
“I know this is all hard for you to take in. I promise after tonight business will be
taken care of for a while. I just need
to come to some kind of agreement with Senator Fallmont.”
nodded with a vague smile. All she could
manage to think of was Ethan and the fact that he was seemingly so happy with
Janet back at his house. Not that he
didn’t deserve happiness, but it was a little disheartening to see that life
was going on for him after everything they’d been though.
in the library, Timothy was embroiled in a deep conversation with Jack and
Adrienne. Brett was chatting with Alex,
dodging her usual jabs at his shady past and his place in her daughter’s
life. Stormy walked across the room
where Samantha fixed her and Timothy a drink at the bar.
say it,” she said, barely looking up at him so as not to attract
attention. “I know what it must look
really?” he asked in a low whisper.
“Then tell me because I sure as hell don’t know what’s going on. Why didn’t you tell me your husband was
told you he was a powerful man,” Samantha claimed, slowly stirring their drinks
and letting the ice clink against the crystal tumblers. “I was just as shocked as you were when we
showed up here tonight. He told me he
had to discuss business with someone in L.A. and that he wanted me to go
along. How shocked was I when we pulled
up into the driveway of your father’s house?”
ran his fingers through his hair and stepped closer to her, checking over his
shoulder every now and then to see if Timothy noticed them talking. “I thought you said he was so cold and
unloving,” he whispered. “He hasn’t been
able to keep his hands off you all night.
Do you know what that’s doing to me?”
my husband,” Samantha spat. “He’s
putting on a show for your family.
Believe me, he’s nothing like this at home. He barely acknowledges me when we’re
alone. We have separate bedrooms,
Stormy. It’s awful.”
the room, Brett watched their silent exchange in wonderment. He couldn’t hear their low whispers but it
was clear that this wasn’t the first time Stormy had met the senator’s lovely
to have a chance to talk to Samantha in depth later, Stormy poured himself a
glass of vodka and leaned in close to her ear.
“Meet me down the hall in the conservatory in ten minutes,” he
said. “We can talk more there.”
no,” she held firmly. “It’s not safe.”
I think that we should-“
thought was interrupted when Timothy approached from behind and kissed Samantha
tenderly on the cheek. “How are those
drinks coming, Sweetheart?” he asked, taking his scotch from her and nodding
politely at Stormy. “Well, I certainly
have to hand it to you, Stormy. I
thought you were going to be a snotty know-it-all Hollywood kid who had no interests beyond
his trust fund and the latest party,” Timothy said with a cocky smile. “I was surprised by what you said back
there. Do you follow politics much?”
glared at him and let his eyes drift past Samantha. “I know enough to know an opportunist when I
see one,” he said before returning to the sitting area.
smiled uneasily at her husband and led him back to their seats where Brooke and
James had just rejoined the group.
music emanated from the walls of Jordan’s house in Beverly Hills.
A group of valet’s stationed in the front drive struggled to keep up
with the onslaught of expensive cars coming and going throughout the night.
the house was packed. Celebrities from
every reach of Hollywood filled the downstairs rooms,
sipping champagne and cocktails as they mingled with peers and the occasional Hollywood hopeful. All the great directors were there, and some
of the not so great. Buxom blond
actresses and studly actors frolicked about, pausing to offer a generous smile
to their host as he made his way from room to room.
party, Jordan,” said Victor Distefano.
got to do this more often,”
agreed Eric Autumn, the boy-wonder director and
life agrees with you,” said a leggy burnette who didn't know it but was being
blacklisted at that very moment by a scorned producer.
praise came fast and furious. Jordan
couldn’t help but agree with
them. Leaving Alex was the best thing he
could have done. Her moving out of his Beverly Hills mansion was the next best
thing. Now he was free to throw the
lavish parties that he was accustomed to before he wasted a year of his life on
her. And of course the female attention
he received didn’t hurt either.
his way to the Jacuzzi out on the congested terrace, he snatched a drink from a
passing waiter and quickly downed it in one gulp. His eyes traveled to the hot tub where B.J.
Summers was topless, bouncing merrily in Philip Whitacre’s lap. He smiled and shook his head with a chuckle,
not a bit surprised by the lovely young actress’s lack of inhibition and
modesty. Nor was he surprised by
yourself?” Jordan asked as he perched on the ledge
of the hot tub and looked down at the compromising
position they were in.
grinned and managed a resounding yes.
“And I thought his would be a dull industry party.”
should have been around a few years back.
Parties like this went on every night here,” Jordan confided, barley able to take
his eyes off of B.J. and her endowed presence.
“So Philip, I hear you’re doing okay in the business. Everyone’s got to start somewhere. I actually did a few adult films back in my twenties,
long before I made it as a director or a producer.”
Philip said, more interested in B.J. than he was in the small talk. Luckily he was good at multi-tasking. “I gotta ask you, man. Aren’t you sore at me? I mean, you did walk in on me and your wife in bed together last summer.”
Jordan shrugged, finding himself having
to yell over the loud roar of the crowd and the moans of excitement coming
from B.J. “Well, we weren’t married
then. And we’re about to be not married
again soon. I like to leave the past in
that mean Ms. Reynolds is available?” Philip asked with a grin, squinting and
groaning as B.J. bounced slow and rhythmically on top of him. “She’s a fox.”
insinuation got to Jordan, as much as he hated to admit it. The thought of Alex with another man drove
him crazy. “It doesn’t look like you
have much trouble finding women your own age.”
Philip said. “Some of the girls in the
films I do are hot. Like this one girl a few weeks ago. She was all messed up on Quaaludes or
something. Me and another guy went at
her all night. I saw some of the
footage. It looked pretty good.”
Jordan managed an unenthusiastic
chuckle. Maybe he was just getting old
but it seemed like the industry had gotten a little too shady for his
tastes. He turned just as the tall
brunette actress approached and straddled him, kissing him hard and deep.
trembled from head to toe as Miranda led her back into the mansion through the
back door in the kitchen. She’d never
seen her stepsister so upset and exhibit such rage toward anyone in her life,
not even when she learned of Stormy’s affair last year. It was obvious she was shaken and had been
keeping a horrible secret inside for too long.
down,” Miranda said, pulling a chair out from the kitchen table. She went to the water and retrieved a bottle
of water which she poured hastily into a glass. “Here, drink some of this. Heather, are you okay?”
took the glass and sipped the cold liquid, her hands trembling so much that she
nearly dropped it in her lap. “I don’t
know,” she said, looking around as if confused by her surroundings. “What happened?”
Miranda looked into her eyes. “You don’t
remember? Heather, we just were at
Will’s house. You attacked him. You were screaming at him. I’ve never seen you like that before.”
shook her head. “I don’t remember. I must have blacked out or something.”
decided she must have been in such a rage that she erased the unpleasant scene
from her mind. “But Heather, what
happened with Will before tonight? What
did he do to you?”
was seeing him…” she explained slowly.
“…romantically….so I could steal movie scripts from him for Sunset Studios. Brett said that if I did it he would put me in
a starring role in a movie.” She paused
and looked at Miranda, shaking her head in agony. “I didn’t want to do it, Miranda. I hated every minute of it. But I wanted that part so bad that I would do
by what her husband had put Heather through, Miranda sat down and placed a hand
on hers. “Go on.”
found out what I’d been doing and he got revenge on me,” she said. “He sent me to this director’s office in Van
Nuys. When I got there he gave me drink
and the next thing I know I’m undressed laying on the couch. There were two men. I know one of them was Philip Whitacre. The director filmed them having sex with me.”
God,” Miranda whispered, disgusted by the turn of events.
woke up the next morning at Hotel
Terranova. There was a tape and a
note from Will saying that it was my payback.”
She buried her face in her hands and cried silently, ashamed by what she
was revealing. “Don’t you see,
Miranda? I have to find the
he makes it public. If my father sees
shook her head. “He won’t,” she said
adamantly. “We’ll deal with Will
Thomerson, don’t you worry about that.
He has a lot to answer for.”
paced back and forth in the conservatory, impatiently waiting for Samantha to
show up so they could finish their conversation. Watching her with Timothy all night was
driving him crazy. Since running into
her again at Hotel Terranova he had
fallen in love like never before.
the fact that she was married to Timothy Fallmont complicated things. Still, she obviously wasn’t happy so why did
she have to stay with him? What they had
together was so wonderful and exciting.
If only he could make her see that.
the door opened and Stormy spun around.
“Samantha, I was beginning to think you weren’t going to-“ He stopped abruptly when he realized
it wasn’t Samantha.
to disappoint you, kid,” Timothy said as he strode into the room, cocky as
immediately grew defensive. “Did you
take a wrong turn somewhere?”
his head, Timothy reached into his jacket pocket and handed an envelope to
Stormy. “My wife sends her regrets, but
she won’t be able to rendezvous with you this evening. We have a plane to catch back to Denver.”
Stormy looked at the envelope and shrugged.
it. Look familiar?”
Stormy pulled a set of photographs from the envelope and paged through them,
his eyes narrowing in awe. They were the
same pictures that had been mailed to Samantha.
He looked up and met Timothy’s gaze.
see, Stormy, Janet Harper and I have an understanding. We go way back. She may have no qualms about dragging my
family name through the mud, but when it comes to my marriage, she goes
straight to the source. Call it a
perverted obsession on her part, but she gets a thrill out of seeing other
couldn’t believe that Janet had already presented her handiwork to
Timothy. So why bother to send Samantha
the duplicates? Samantha was right. She enjoyed taunting her. And this was the kind of woman Ethan was
involved with. It made him sick.
doesn’t love you,” he said to Timothy, handing him back the photographs.
laughed heartily, shaking his head in astonishment. “You are
young, aren’t you?” he asked. “I suppose you think she’s in love with you?”
have something very special. Something
you and her could never have.”
really?” Timothy asked in a patronizing fashion. “Samantha happens to be the mother of my
child. I’d say we have something pretty
news floored Stormy and he couldn’t hide his surprised reaction. They
had a child together?
course she didn’t tell you that,” Timothy said, reaching into his wallet and
removing a photo of a pretty young girl.
“This is Christina. She’s ten
this year. She goes to boarding school
looked at the photo of the blond girl and immediately saw the resemblance to
Samantha. He couldn’t believe she never
told him about her. When it was just a
marriage he was breaking up it was one thing, but a whole family?
the reason we’re together,” Timothy continued.
“She’s the reason I look the other way every time my wife has one of her
phases where she needs the company of another man. And believe it or not, but you’re not the
youngest of the bunch.”
lying,” Stormy said, shaking his head.
his eyebrows, Timothy crossed the room and stood before him. “You think you’re special to her?” he asked
with a chuckle. “Get real, she could
find another young stud like you every day of her life if she wanted, and you’d
all mean the same to her.”
by the way he talked about Samantha, Stormy clenched his fists and moved a step
closer. “And yet you put up with it,” he
said. “Why? And don’t tell me it’s just because of your
daughter because no one is that dedicated to their children. You’ve got
to be stepping out yourself. There’s
no other way you could allow this to happen if it were really true. And that only confirms the fact that your
marriage is over. Why don’t you be a man
and let her go?”
makes a perfect political wife, plain and simple. Believe me, appearances are about all she’s
remark sent Stormy over the edge. He
lunged forward and grabbed Timothy by the jacket lapels, raising his fist to
strike him. “You son of a bitch.”
ahead,” Timothy taunted in his smug tone.
“But let me give you a word of warning.
All I have to do is make a few phone calls and any chance of your
father’s pipeline going through will be annihilated.”
threat came through loud and clear.
Stormy released him and took a step back, cursing him under his
guess we understand each other,” Timothy said and straightened his collar. “But just to clarify, let’s get one thing
straight. If you don’t stop seeing my
wife, I’ll make sure that this
injunction goes through.”
shook his head in disbelief. He couldn’t
believe the situation he was putting him in.
How could he choose between Samantha and his father? One thing was for sure, if James found out
about his affair with Samantha, and the implications that it could ruin his
business, he would be furious.
up to you, sport,” Timothy said before leaving the room. “Stay away from my wife and I’ll drop the
injunction. If not, well…I’d hate to be
on the receiving end of James Blackthorne’s wrath.”
he left, Stormy picked up an ashtray and hurdled it across the room. He didn’t notice the hidden doorway jutting
out inconspicuously. Inside the
passageway, Brett stood with a grin spread across his face. Finally he had Stormy where he wanted
him. He knew his do-gooder
brother-in-law would mess up eventually, and boy had he ever.
and Brooke led their guests to the foyer and said their goodbyes. Adrienne pulled Brooke aside and placed a
caring hand alongside her face.
know what a nightmare you’re going through,” she said. “I just wanted to tell you that you, James,
and Michael are in our prayers.”
stifled the tears that threatened her eyes.
“Thank you, Adrienne,” she said and hugged her warmly.
find him, Brooke,” Jack added and kissed her on the cheek. “And mark my words, I will help bring down the son of a bitch who took him.”
approached and offered Brooke a hasty goodbye, then turned to James and kissed
him once on each cheek. “Thank you for
a lovely evening, James. We’ll talk
Alex.” James turned to Timothy and
Samantha and shook their hands firmly.
“Well, I’m not sure how much we got accomplished tonight. You know where we stand, Senator. The ball’s in your court.”
grinned, letting his eyes dart toward Stormy who glared at him from across the
foyer. “Maybe not,” he said
enigmatically and led Samantha outside.
watched them go, determined that he was not going to let Timothy Fallmont stand
between him and Samantha. There had to
be a way to be with her and to have
the injunction lifted.
closing the door, James turned around just as Miranda approached from the
solarium. “Daddy, I need to talk to
you,” she said, her voice full of conviction.
is it, Darling?” James asked.
think Will Thomerson kidnapped Michael,” Miranda said as Heather approached
from behind and stood at her side.
frowned. “Well, of course I’ve suspected
him, Miranda. He’s my mortal enemy. But the fact is that he couldn’t have gotten
into the house that night. The doors
were locked up and the police found no signs of a break in. Believe me, I’d love to be able to accuse
Thomerson of this.”
do you know, Miranda?” Brooke asked, full of hope.
tunnels go all the way to his house,” she replied evenly. “Heather and I found them by accident. We also found a birth certificate.”
birth certificate? “James asked frantically.
shrugged. “I didn’t get a get a good
look at it,” she said. “He came in and
were you two doing in his house?” Stormy asked.
sighed and flipped her hair over her shoulder.
“It’s a long story. The point is
that he had the opportunity to do it.
And why would he have a birth certificate lying around his house?”
Brooke said, grabbing his arm tightly.
“We should call Detective Baines.”
James shook his head and stared across the room in a daze. “No, not yet,” he said. “I’m going to handle Will Thomerson
her way home, Alex stopped by Jordan’s house to pick up a few things
that she’d left behind in her haste to move out that morning. When her limo pulled up in the drive, she got
out and went inside, more than surprised by the welcome she received.
Reynolds, I thought you were dead,” said Victor Distefano, a co-star from a
few of her films.. “You look
great. Whatever you’re doing now works
expertly waved him off and proceeded through the house in search of Jordan.
It was typical that he’d throw a party on the day she filed for
divorce. A playboy like him couldn’t
really ever change his spots.
more acquaintances and faces from the past approached her but she kept her
pace, going from room to room until she reached the master bedroom
upstairs. Upon throwing open the door,
she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Jordan, naked on the bed with two
voluptuous models on either side of him.
let me interrupt,” Alex preened and strode across the room to the dresser. “I forgot my Tiffany earrings. The ones
you gave me on our wedding day.”
all means,” Jordan replied. “At least James isn’t the only ex-husband
you’re sentimental about.” Then one of
the models climbed on top of him while the other pulled him into a sensual
through the drawers, Alex snatched up the earrings and turned around, pausing
thoughtfully before continuing on her way.
“On second though, I really don’t need this trash. I think they’d be more suited for
tossed the earrings onto the bed, then plucked off her wedding ring and threw
it across the room before leaving. Once
outside in the hall, she leaned against the door and placed a hand on her heaving
chest. Why did she let him get to her?
They were getting a divorce, she told herself. So why
did she still care so much?
the room, Jordan pushed the two young women off
of him and climbed out of the bed. He
ran to the door, naked, and opened it with a jolt, suddenly disappointed that
Alex had left. He hadn’t handled that
situation well at all. The truth was,
all the big breasted twenty-something blondes in the world couldn’t take the
place of Alex Reynolds.
walked into the library where Brett was standing at the window. He turned around and saw her enter, quickly
rushing toward her. “How’s your father?”
he asked. “I still think we should call
the police. There’s no telling what
James will do when he goes to confront Will Thomerson.”
summoning all of her self control failed, Miranda pulled her fist back and
punched him directly in the jaw. Brett
staggered back a few feet, howling out in pain as he stared in disbelief at his
the hell was that for?” he demanded angrily.
eyes were like daggers as she glared at him.
“That’s for what you did to Heather!”
I told you I don’t want to talk about it!” Heather ranted as she paced back and
forth in her bedroom upstairs. The last
thing she wanted was her ex-husband knowing about what happened to her. It was humiliating enough that Miranda
there’s something going on that you’re not telling me,” Stormy insisted. “And Miranda is in on it. That’s what the two of you were talking about
the other night when I walked in. You
made up some story about a party for our mom and dad but that was just a
cover-up, wasn’t it? And then this
morning at breakfast. Heather, what is going on?”
leave it alone!” she exclaimed. “Stormy,
you can’t go around making demands on me anymore. We’re divorced, remember? It doesn’t concern you!”
by her stubbornness, Stormy rubbed his aching head and tried to remain
calm. “Why were you and Miranda at Will
Thomerson’s house? Does this have
anything to do with that scheme Brett hatched to steal those movie deals from
him? I know he pulled you in on
that. He admitted it to me.”
Stormy. Miranda and I found the tunnel
that led to Will’s house so we decided to do some snooping. We were just trying to find something that
could link him with Michael’s kidnapping.
End of story.”
can’t blame me for being concerned, you know.
First you get involved with Brett, knowing full well what he pulled last
year with Lauren. Then you mysteriously
get mixed up with Philip Whitacre…”
she gasped and spun around to face him.
“Why would you say that?”
a couple of weeks ago you told us where we could find him, and you never did
say how you knew. That was right around
the time when you started acting funny.”
funny?” she asked nervously. “What are
you talking about?”
spent two weeks pushing everyone away.
You barley came out of your room that whole time. I’d like to help you, Heather, but you won’t
he would leave her alone, Heather darted past him and ran down the hall to the
Stormy yelled and ran down the hall after her.
raced down to the foyer and outside to her car, intent on getting away from the
she disappeared from view, Stormy turned and ran into Miranda halfway down the
wrong with you?” she asked and folded her arms.
his head, he took a deep breath and decided he would have to see what Miranda
knew. At least if Heather wouldn’t
confess then his sister might. “Tell me
what’s going on, Miranda,” he insisted.
“Please. I just want to help.”
rolled her eyes and darted past him.
“Stormy, just stay out of it.”
he turned and started down the stairs.
He had to find out what was going on with Heather one way or
another. He’d known her since the ninth
grade, and he knew when something was wrong.
Jordan cleared most of the guests out
within the hour, quickly growing tired of the party which had gotten way out of
hand. At forty-three, he liked to think
he could keep up with his younger cohorts, but he slowly realized he wasn’t up
to par as he had been a few years ago.
his way into the media room, he found Philip sitting on the luxurious leather
sofa with several young women surrounding him on all sides. Jordan had to hand it to Whitacre. He was young and had what it took to make it
He reminded him of himself about fifteen years ago.
everybody, but the party’s over,” Jordan said and ushered a few
stragglers out into the entryway. He
couldn’t stop thinking about Alex and the unfortunate way they’d left things
earlier. The truth was he was still crazy
in love with her and hated the thought of doing anything to hurt her. After
the episode in his room upstairs, the last thing on his mind was partying.
familiar voice from behind caught his attention and he turned around just as
Heather entered the room, a forlorned look on her pretty face. “Heather….” he began, walking quickly toward
his daughter. “What are you doing here?”
wanted nothing more than to be with her father, to forget everything and
everyone who constantly tried to bring her down. It was times like this when Jordan
turned into the father that she
knew and loved before her mother ran off.
just thought we could talk,” she said, taking a look around at the dissipating
crowd. “I guess you’re busy. I shouldn’t have come.”
quickly ran over to stop her
from leaving. “No, don’t be silly,” he
said. “I just had a few friends
over. They’ll be gone soon. Stick around. I’ve been wanting to talk to you lately
anyway. You never have time for your
old man these days.”
smiled and moved forward to hug him.
Suddenly, the path to the sofa cleared and her eyes landed on Philip, lounging
across the room with a harem of women.
Jordan asked, noting the sudden change
in her mood. “Are you okay?”
to take her eyes off of Philip’s face, Heather backed up, recoiling in disgust
at the sight. Vivid memories from that
night on the director’s couch came flooding back to her and she felt sick. In one swift movement, she turned and raced
back out of the house.
called after her, perplexed by
her odd behavior.
Philip called from his spot on the sofa.
“That’s that girl I told you about.”
Jordan turned toward him and shrugged
his shoulders. “What girl?”
one I told you about earlier,” Philip claimed.
“The one who got all doped up and starred in that little three-way on
film a couple of weeks ago. I never
forget a body like that. She’s tight,
Jordan flew into a rage, feeling his
heart beat wildly inside his chest as he tore after Philip. “You bastard,” he said and lifted him to his
feet. Drawing his fist back, he punched
him repeatedly in the stomach, bending him over and sending his knee crashing
into his gut.
the-“ Philip groaned, blood ebbing from the corners of his mouth.
girl is my daughter, you sick son of a bitch!” Jordan yelled, summoning all his
strength to hurdle Philip’s sturdy frame clear across the room.
remaining guests grew eerily silent as Philip was thrown against the back wall,
knocking several paintings to the floor.
Before Jordan could come after him again,
Philip struggled to his feet and took off through the terrace doors. He knew if he stuck around another second he
would be dead.
inside the house, Jordan
panted with exhaustion,
screaming at the guests to leave before he called the police. He buried his face in his hands, disgusted
by the fact that he’d invited that man into his house after what he did to his
wrung her hands together nervously, impatiently waiting for James to return to
their room. After hearing about the
tunnels going to Will’s house, and the birth certificate Miranda and Heather
had found, he took off without a word.
of what he might do, she considered phoning Detective Baines and sending him
up to the Thomerson estate. After the
volatile history the two men shared, it was possible that James could do
something awful. The last thing she
needed at a time like this was her husband winding up in jail.
Miranda entered the room and saw the state of panic Brooke was in, she quickly
walked up and clasped her hands in front of her. “Brooke, I hope I didn’t make a mistake in
telling my father about Will. You just
have no idea what kind of man he is.”
think I do know,” Brooke said as she continued pacing. “I just don’t know what to do. Should we go over there?”
shook her head. “No, believe me you
don’t want to be there when Daddy blows up.”
that’s what I’m worried about.”
Miranda grew quiet and she walked to the dresser across the room. She bent down and pulled open the bottom
drawer, sorting through a stack of clothes.
are you doing?” Brooke asked.
father keeps a gun in here,” she said.
“He has since I was a little girl.
Leilani found it once by accident and it took all of us half an hour to
calm her down. She’s a little squeamish
about things like that.”
looked on in a panic. “Did you find it?”
Miranda stood up and held the empty box where the revolver was kept. “He took it,” she said with wide eyes. “Oh my God.
He’s going to kill him.”
made his way down the staircase at his estate, pausing in the entryway before
turning toward the parlor room. The
faint glow of a table lamp caught his attention and he stopped in the
doorway. He knew he wasn’t alone. Cautiously, he stepped further into the room,
his eyes darting nervously toward the desk.
did you get in here?” he asked.
reclined in the chair behind the desk, motioned to the hidden door in the
bookcase. “The same way you got into my
house the night you kidnapped my son,” he said, raising his hand and pointing
the .38 revolver directly at him.
The conflict between
James and Will deepens. Janet breaks into
Will's house. Brett blabs to James about Stormy's
indiscretions. Hollywood prepares for the
Filmmaker Awards. James has strong words for
Stormy. Detective Baines has bad news about