Storm Surge

Chapter Twenty-One

Author: KatLyn


See part one of Storm Surge for all the legal yada, yada.





Olivia walked back into the house, sweat sliding off her brow and out of breath and Alex took one look and knew Olivia had not been lucky. Disappointed, she turned her attentions back to Conner’s arm.

The gash wasn’t very large, but it was deep. Alex cleaned the puncture wound with peroxide, applied two steristrips to close the opening, and then covered it with a 4 x 4 bandage. Donald, Jack, and Olivia had moved back into the living room, and were discussing the intruder when Alex and Conner reentered a few minutes later.

"…Don’t know...I didn’t get a good look at him. He was too far ahead of me by the time I hit the beach. He ran off into the dunes before I could catch up." Olivia was in the middle of recanting the foot chase down the beach.

"Male Caucasian, mid thirties, dark brown hair, medium build, but muscular, scar on the right side of his neck, and smelled like cigarettes," Conner walked the rest of the way into the room and gave her description of the intruder she had tackled outside.

"Very good, Officer Harris," Olivia didn’t turn around as she spoke to Conner, "and you saw all of this, in the dark?"

"Ahh, No," Conner gave Alex a sideways glance in response to Olivia’s question, "I flipped the light switch as I went out the door, so I got a pretty good look."

Alex sat down on the fireplace hearth, "Which direction did he go, Olivia?"

"He went north, up the beach, probably back in the city by now."

Donald and Jack sat quietly, as the three women discussed the evening’s intruder. Both men felt the tension building between Conner and Olivia, but decided to remain quiet for the time being. Donald decided he would discuss the situation with Alex privately and hope she would come to the same conclusion that he had. The two women definitely need to be separated the next night. They didn’t need a power struggle interfering with the mission.

Jack looked at his watch and saw that it was past midnight, "I say we call it a night people. It’s late and we all need to get some rest before tomorrow."

Everyone agreed. As Donald pulled his jacket on, he reminded everyone that her would be calling around nine to give them the meeting details. He had Olivia write her number down and then looked at Conner expecting the same.

Conner, why don’t you stay here tonight? I have a spare room, and it’s a long drive for you," Alex was looking at Conner as she spoke and missed Olivia’s smirk, and the smile that formed on the faces of the two men.

"OK, thanks," Conner nervously rubbed her chin, trying to hide her amusement, as she glared over Alex’s shoulder at the three smiling faces. When she saw the look on Conner’s face, Alex turned around bewildered and looked into the sober faces of her guests. "OK, I guess that’s settled then. You guys drive carefully going home. OK?"

The three left, and as the two women walked back into the house, Alex noticed the smile on Conner’s face, " And just what is so amusing to you?"

Conner let out a snort, "Umm, well…it’s just that everyone thought your subtle invitation to me…was, well…cute."

"Huh?" Alex was totally lost in the conversation.

"Yeah, cute. Olivia obviously knows, after catching us in the chopper today," Conner walked forward and captured Alex in her arms, "and Donald mentioned it to me this afternoon at Josť’s." Conner saw the shock register in Alex’s eyes, "and…well that’s what the Captain and I were discussing when you walked into the kitchen tonight."

Alex groaned and dropped her head to Conner’s chest, "so I…ummm…just made a royal fool of myself here, didn’t I?"

Conner tightened her embrace, "No, you didn’t. I told you, they thought it was cute."

Alex lifted her head and gave Conner a serious look, "So, what did Donald and Jack say to you?"

"Donald is OK with it. He told me to get you out of there today, and bring you home. He was concerned about you, and a little embarrassed because of his lack of observation skills." Alex raised an eyebrow in question to Conner’s reply. "It seems his wife had to clue him in on our…ummm…situation."

Alex shook her head, "Yeah, Catherine would have to do that. I can’t say that Donald is the most observant person when it comes to interpersonal relationships." Alex’s expression changed from amused to concern, "What about Jack? It looked like a very serious moment in there."

Conner pulled Alex over to the sofa, and sat down beside her, "Yeah, it did get intense. Jack is concerned that I wouldn’t be able to stay focused tomorrow night, especially where you’re concerned," Conner looked up at Alex, "He thinks our involvement may lead us to make mistakes."

Alex took Conner’s hand and pulled it into her lap, "What do you think Conner? That’s the important question."

Conner leaned her head back and looked at the ceiling, searching for the answer. Alex remained quiet and gave Conner a minute to gather her thoughts. When Conner finally spoke, her voice was confident yet subdued, "I know we both have a job to do out there tomorrow night. I also know we’ll do whatever it takes to bring these guys in, Alex," Conner lifted her head and her eyes, met Alex’s, "Don’t think for an instant though, I’m not going to keep an eye on your back out there. It’s taken me too damn long to find you, and I have no intention of loosing you."

Alex smiled and kissed Conner on the forehead, assured that her lover would carry out her duties the next night, without hesitation. Lowering her lips to Conner’s for a tender kiss, she sighed, "Let’s go to bed. I need to make love to you."

Conner rose and returned Alex’s kiss, "Umm, I think I need a quick shower first. Why don’t I meet you there, OK?"

"OK, I’ll lock up." Alex ran a finger down Conner’s chest, and made small circles around her already hard nipple. Conner gasped and Alex raised an eyebrow as she looked up into her eyes, "Don’t take to long. I’d hate to have to start without you," and then smiled and bit Conner’s bottom lip.

Conner released a long moan, "Start without me, and you’ll regret it, I promise," then turned and jogged down the hall to the shower.






Out in the dark shadows of the dunes, the woman set the receiver down in the sand. Planting the small listening devises throughout the house had been easier than she had anticipated. In Alex’s haste to check on her lover, she had left the Olivia alone to do her search. The small bugs she planted, were the size of small thumbtacks and Olivia was sure Alex would not be searching for the little dots after the meticulous sweep she had just completed.

She had placed one of the tiny devices in the Master bedroom, office, and kitchen, the three locations she felt sure most of their conversations would take place. She raised the antenna of the receiver, wrapped the headset over her long hair, and then leaned back into the cool sand.

Olivia smiled to herself as she waited for sound to come from the bedroom. After seeing Conner’s flushed face when she answered the door earlier this evening, she had known that she had interrupted the two lovers in the heat of passion. She was almost certain that she would soon be privy to a continuation of this hot action.

She listened as footsteps traveled back and forth across the floor, and then stopped. She heard a several identical sounds she couldn’t quite make out, sort of like a scratching noise. A few seconds later, she heard the sound of covers being pulled back on the bed, and wondered if the person she heard was Alex or Conner.

A few moments later, she heard another set of footsteps abruptly stop, followed by a deep growling moan, and then resume. The footsteps got louder as they approached the bed, then stopped again. She heard the sound of covers being pulled away, followed by a moment of silence. Olivia felt shivers run up her spine as she heard Conner’s voice through her headset, ‘God, you are so beautiful’, the voice said. Olivia felt a warm wetness spread between her legs as she interlocked her fingers behind her head, closed her eyes, and listened.






Conner jumped under the tepid spray and quickly showered off the grit of the day. She stepped out of the shower, hastily toweled off, and then walked completely nude into the bedroom. She stopped in her tracks, as her eyes took in the sight before her. Alex had placed candles around the room, each one creating subtle shadows that danced across the walls and ceiling. Conner’s eyes fell next to the bed and she inhaled a long ragged breath, followed by a deep moan, seeing Alex lying there on her side, waiting for her.

Their eyes met and held, as Conner walked towards the bed. Alex slowly pulled the cover back, bared her naked body, and reached out her arms in an alluring invitation. Conner placed one knee on the bed, and leaned over her lover, as she gently brought her fingertips up to stroke Alex’s face, "God, you are so beautiful," her voice a whisper, almost reverent.

Conner let her eyes wander down Alex’s body, delighting in the smoothness of her skin, fingertips following her eyes, and smiled when she saw Alex shiver under the gentle touch. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss in the middle of Alex’s stomach, and watched as the muscles beneath, rippled from the sensation. The tender kisses continued, as she moved up Alex’s body, pausing only for a moment to place one single kiss on the swell of each breast, before continuing on her journey.

Using her strong legs and muscular arms to hold herself up, Conner moved until her body was suspended only inches above Alex’s, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from her lover’s body. Conner bent her head and softly took Alex’s parted lips in her own, then heard the tortured moan Alex released as their lips parted. Alex reached up and placed her hands on Conner’s hips, as she parted her legs in anticipation, "Please baby," she pressed her hands harder against the firm muscular hips, "Please Conner, I need to feel you next to me."

Conner arms were shaking, not from the injury she sustained earlier, nor from any muscular fatigue, but from the powerful surge of energy she felt pulse through her body. She lowered herself slowly, breast meeting breast, torso meeting torso, until finally their bodies melted together in an explosion of sensual passion.

"God…you feel…so…good…next to me," Alex could barely speak the words as the overwhelming sensation caused the air to burst from her lungs." She wrapped her arms around Conner, pulling her even closer, as their mouths met with a consuming need. Tongues met, probed deeper, dueled for control, and sought release, until Alex broke the kiss with a gasp for air.

Planting one heel on the bed, Alex used her hips to flip Conner over, and let the momentum pull her on top of the other woman. Conner reached for Alex, but her hands were quickly snared and pinned above her head. Looking down into dark green eyes, Alex felt her heart skip a beat as she took in the intense beauty of her lover, and then bent to once again capture Conner’s swollen, ready lips between her own. Alex let her body relax onto Conner’s as the embrace took their passion to a higher level. She tore her lips from Conner’s only to move lower and taste the sweet flavor of her neck.

"You taste good," Alex moved lower, "and feel good," she slid lower still, "and smell good." Alex had lowered herself until she was now tracing circles around Conner’s navel with her tongue. Alex looked up and saw that Conner was following the path of her tongue with dark needy eyes, and smiled as she bent to nip the soft flesh of her muscular stomach. As Alex was sliding lower on Conner’s body, she felt a hand touch her shoulder, "Come here. I want to feel you next to me again."

Alex grinned and took one last nip of the soft flesh between her teeth, then raised herself onto her hands and knees, crawling like a stalking panther up Conner’s body. When she came face to face with the dark green eyes, Alex relaxed, and leaned down to capture Conner’s warm lips. Before she realized what was happening, she felt her body being catapulted across the bed. The surprise attack shocked her, giving Conner the advantage once again, and she

felt Conner slid on top of her. Conner used Alex’s own tactics and pinned her hands above her head before she had a chance to react.

"I intend to finish what I’ve already started…twice tonight." Using her legs, Conner opened Alex’s, and then moved down to capture a hard nipple in her mouth. She sucked it gently, and then flicked the tip with her tongue, as she brought her other hand down to seize the other.

"Oh, Conner, yes." Alex thrust her hips trying to bring her sensitive clitoris in contact with Conner’s taut stomach. Conner reached down and pulled one of Alex’s legs up as she moved lower, nipping and licking the dark, taut skin on her way down. As Conner reached the apex of Alex’s legs, she leaned in to rub her cheeks against the soft thighs. Pulling Alex’s other leg up, Conner placed her lover’s feet on her shoulders. She pushed gently on each of Alex’s thighs, opening her lover and exposing the hard nub nestled between the swollen folds. Conner slid her hands under Alex’s hips and massaged the small firm muscles.

Alex pushed against Conner’s shoulders with her feet, bringing her hard, aching clitoris closer to her lover’s lips, "Taste me Conner, please"

Conner let a ragged breath escape her lungs, and the warm rush of air across Alex’s clitoris caused her hips to spasm in Conner’s hands. Conner continued to rub her cheeks against the sensitive skin of Alex’s thighs, and in long slow strokes, licked the swollen lips that held the hard nub Alex begged her to touch.

Conner felt Alex’s hand on the back of her head pulling her closer, urging her closer to the heat. In response, Conner took the wet swollen folds between her teeth and gently bit down causing Alex to again thrust her hips up, pleading to be touched. She raised her eyes, and saw the raw need in Alex’s dark eyes, "Behave yourself. Do you want me to stop?" Conner teased Alex by flicking her tongue, just barely touching the hard clitoris.

"Conner…you’re…killing me…please," Alex pulled on Conner head, pleading.

"Do you want me to taste you Alex?

"Yeeees, damn it, Conner, yes…please."

Conner could feel the involuntary spasms in Alex’s hips, as she lifted the hot, wet center closer to her lips, "Then tell me Alex,"

A soft nip to the thigh, "Talk to me,"

A warm breathe against the hard shaft, "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

A long slow stroke of her tongue against the hard, wet shaft, "Is this what you want?"

"Ahhhhh…god…Conner… yes, lick me."

The endless teasing was as much torture to Conner as it was for Alex. When she heard her lover scream her name, she could no longer take the sensual pain and bent her head to envelop the hard nub between her lips.

Alex’s hips bucked against Conner’s face, and she threw her head back in sheer ecstasy as she felt Conner’s tongue slid up and down the hard shaft. She gripped the sheets in her hands as Conner took her higher and higher. Alex was floating on a plateau of bliss, when she felt Conner gently slide three fingers inside her.

"Ohh, yes, that’s it baby. Deeper, please…come on, baby, deeper."

Alex felt Conner ‘s objection as she pulled back and bit her thigh, "Oh, I’m going to take you there Alex, but I’m going to take you slow," and then she bent and resumed the slow rhythm of her fingers in and out of the hot core. Using her free hand, Conner separated the swollen folds of Alex’s outer lips, forcing the tip of her hard clitoris out of its protective sheath. She bent, blew softly, and felt the blood engorged muscles contract around her fingers.

"Conner, yes, that’s it baby…take it Conner, please."

As if in slow motion, Conner lowered her head, gently captured the aching nub between her lips, and lightly sucked as she slide her tongue softly across the sensitive nerves. Alex arched her back, pushing herself closer to Conner’s mouth, "ohmygod, Conner. What…are…you…doing…to…me?"

Alex seized Conner’s head with her hands, and she interweaved her fingers in the soft silky blonde hair. "That’s what I want baby, just like that. Ohhh god yes, deeper.

Conner’s own senses were reeling as she focused on the feel and flavor of her lover beneath her tongue. She had always languished in the sweet taste of Alex, but on this night, at this moment, the juices of her lover flowed sweeter, and freer than she had yet to experience. Conner felt herself loosing control as Alex bucked beneath her. She felt Alex’s hands guiding her, pushing her, pleading with her, to grant the release she so desperately needed.

Conner relinquished control of her body to the energy consuming her, as she pushed deeper, harder, and faster in to her lover.

"Ahhhhhh yes, that’s it …yes…yes…take it baby…take it."

Conner could feel the wetness between her legs, and pressed her hips against the mattress struggling to find some relief of her own. She growled with a primal need as Alex grasped her own legs under the knees, and pulled them higher and wider, opening herself up completely. Conner’s response was hot and swift, as she felt herself suspended on the precipice of her own orgasm.

She felt the first spasms of Alex’s orgasm as the slick muscles began to squeeze her fingers. Pulling back slowly, almost completely out of the warm, wet cocoon, she hesitated for only a moment before burying her fingers deep inside her lover, again, and again.

"Yes…yes…oh Conner…I’m com…Ahhhhhhhh."

Alex felt the orgasm overtake her body. Every nerve ending screamed, as Conner continued to take her higher and higher. She seemed to stay on the apex forever, until Conner pulled back and with one long stroke of her tongue sent Alex over the edge, falling in to the abyss.

Conner lost all sense of time as she let Alex’s orgasm consume her. She could feel the muscles seize her fingers, as she drove deeper, and deeper, and felt the sensitive nub beneath her tongue pulse as she continued the long gentle strokes. Conner was so focused on satisfying Alex that she screamed out as her own unexpected orgasm surged through her body.

"God, Alex, yes."

Alex felt another surge course through her body as she heard Conner cry out her name, knowing Conner had experienced her own orgasm from merely touching and tasting her. As Alex floated back into reality, she looked down at her lover, licking the remaining juices of her orgasm, from her. Her eyes looked further down she saw Conner’s hips still thrusting into the mattress, and knew her lover still ached for relief.

Alex reached out and grasped Conner’s arm urging her up, "Come to me."

Conner lifted herself onto her hands and slid up Alex’s glistening body, and captured her lips in an all-consuming kiss. Alex could feel Conner’s body trembling above her, and gently slid from beneath her. Conner relaxed and let her body fall to the warm sheets below her stomach. She moaned as Alex rose to her knees, straddled Conners hips, and leaned down to lightly nip the back of her neck. With a feather-light touch, Alex ran her fingers down Conner’s spine, and she gasped when Conner’s hips thrust up and made contact with her still sensitive clitoris.

"Don’t tease me, please," Conner groaned, "I need you, now."

Alex bent and slowly licked Conner ear lobe, then took it between her lips and gently sucked, "I’ll bet that’s what you want me to do to you, isn’t it?

"Baby...please?" Conner pleaded, and reached behind her to clutch Alex’s leg.

"Now, now," Alex whispered, "Play nice, or I’ll just make you wait longer."

"Noooo, now…please."

Alex slid further down Conner’s body, nipping, licking, and teasing until she reached the firm taut muscles of her hips. Spreading Conner’s legs with her own, Alex sat back on her knees, and reached down to softly massage Conners thighs. She smiled as her lover lifted her hips in a wordless invitation. Gripping her hips, she pulled Conner up until she was settled on her lap, and heard Conner’s moan as she pulled her lover back to rest against her breasts.

Alex wrapped her arms around Conner’s waist, bent her head to kiss a sensitive spot on her neck. She reached around the muscular body, captured Conner’s hard nipple between her fingers, and lowered her other hand until her fingers mingled with the trimmed blonde hair between her legs.

"You feel so good, Alex," Every nerve in Conner’s body was shouting for relief, as she felt Alex’s hard nipples press into the sensitive skin of her back, "Please touch me."

Alex reached down further, and softly ran her fingers across the swollen folds between Conner’s legs, her middle finger teasing the hard nub pushing out through the wet slit. "Do you want me inside you?"

Conner thrust her hips out, "Yes….ohgod, yes."

"Well, tell me then," Alex dipped her finger between the folds, and slowly circled the hard nub. "Tell me what you want, and it’s all yours." Conner grabbed Alex’s hand and pressed her deeper, until both their fingers were buried in the hot, wet opening of Conner’s core.

"Ahhh…Alex, please. I want you inside me….godplease, Alex."

Alex turned Conner, and gently pushed her down onto her back. She sat there for a moment relishing in the beauty of the woman lying in her bed. Sliding her body on top of Conner’s, she gently kissed her ready lips, "Conner, you’ve made me feel so many things this last week. I can only hope I’ve made you feel the same."

Conner reached up and placed her hand against Alex’s cheek, "Ummm, You have…You do."

Alex’s hand trailed down Conner’s body, and she could feel the rippling muscles under her fingers. She followed her path, placing soft kisses along the way until she had settled snuggly between Conner’s legs. Alex lowered her head and ran her chin through the soft triangle of trimmed blonde hair, and heard Conner’s soft moans as her lips began kissing the wet folds guarding the hard waiting clitoris beneath. Alex spread Conners legs wider, parted the swollen folds, and with the gentlest touch, ran her tongue the length of the bulging shaft.

"Ohgod, Alex…yes."

Alex continued to lick and tease the small nub until it was swollen and hard, pulsing with every touch. She slowly pushed two fingers into the wet opening, and felt the muscles instantly tighten around her fingers. Alex knew Conner was close, but wanted to prolong the sweet torture as long as possible. She continued her slow ministrations, keeping Conner teetering on the edge.

"Alex, come here…Kiss me." Conner’s arms were open, and as Alex moved up, Conner wrapped her arms tightly around her neck, "I want to feel you next to me." Conner held on tighter as Alex continued to probe deeper and harder into her core, and captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

Their tongues met and danced, as Alex took Conner higher and higher. Conner broke the kiss gasping for air, and threw her head back as she felt the first spasms of the orgasm overtake her body. She rode the wave, as Alex plunged harder and deeper.

Conner opened her eyes to see dark blue staring down at her as she felt herself falling. "Aleeeeeexx…I…ohgod…I…I lo…ahhhhh,"

Alex kissed her softly, "I know baby…I love you too, Conner."

Conner felt the spasms rip through her body at Alex’s declaration. She opened her eyes to see Alex smile down at her, then bent to place a light kiss on her lips. Alex whispered softly to Conner as she fell into the orgasm, "Let it go baby…that’s it…I’ve got you." She pulled out of Conner and slowly and tenderly stroked the pulsing shaft beneath her fingers until Conner collapsed, exhausted from the powerful release.

Alex continued to plant light kisses on Conners forehead, cheeks, chin, and lips, allowing her lover to savor the aftershocks of their lovemaking. After a few minutes, Conner opened her eyes once again to see Alex smiling down at her, "God, Alex, I love you." Conner reached up, pulled Alex down, kissed her deeply, passionately, and completely, as they shared their first few moments as committed lovers, then drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.






Out in the darkness, Olivia sat in the sand, listening to the erotic scene being played out in the house down the beach. Her pulse had quickened, as she heard the passionate cries for release. The needing ache between her legs became almost unbearable, and she fought the urge to touch herself, as she heard Alex cry out as the orgasm raged through her body. Her nipples were straining against the binding sports bra she wore, and when she reached up to pinch one of the hard peaks between her fingers, she heard herself moan.

The aching between her legs only increased when she heard Conner cry out, begging Alex for release. She closed her eyes and imagined Alex’s dark blue eyes, looking down at her, and let her hand slip between her legs. She gently massaged the hard nub through her pants, and could feel the wetness seeping through the fabric. Much too soon for Olivia, the headset went silent, and she groaned aloud as the burning need between her legs was left unfulfilled. She removed her hand, and leaned back heavily in the sand.


If you only new how much I’ve wanted you Alex. Soon, my dear Alex… soon.


When she had first laid eyes on Conner Harris earlier in the afternoon, her primal instinctshad taken over, and she vowed to see what the beautiful woman looked and felt like beneath those clothes. She had only been slightly disappointed when she saw Conner slide her hand between Alex’s legs during their flight. Well, she thought, the night I had with Feryle in San Diego didn’t seem to mess anything up between her and Alex. Of course, Feryle had no idea I even knew Alex much less that I was once her lover’s partner. However, this time, I’ll have to get creative, but with Monica’s help I’m sure I can manage something to get little detective out of my way.

Olivia reflected on the memory. It had been a couple of years after Alex had moved to Jacksonville, Olivia had decided to look her up, thinking maybe since she and Alex were no longer working together, something could finally happen between them. She had flown to Jacksonville, and quietly searched for her ex-partner. When Olivia finally found her, she was disappointed to discover that Alex was living with another woman A little research told Olivia that the woman’s name was Feryle Hughes, an architect and partner in one of the most prestigious firms in Jacksonville. A little more delving into Feryle’s life divulged the fact that she was on the Board of Directors of a national architectural organization, and had a forthcoming meeting in San Diego.

Olivia had decided to follow Feryle to San Diego to see what she was up against, conveniently bumping into her in the bar of the Hilton Hotel. The two women, alone in the strange city, made small talk, as Olivia continued to buy Feryle drinks. It was obvious to Olivia that Feryle wasn't a big drinker, and before long, the woman was very drunk. Olivia helped Feryle to her room on the 39th floor. She had sat Feryle down on the bed, and was about to remove her shoes, when the woman pulled her down close. 'Make love to me baby' was all she had said. Olivia did, and had even enjoyed it until Feryle cried out Alex's name the moment the orgasm consumed her body. Feryle had immediately passed out, and Olivia had quietly dressed and let herself out of the hotel room, locking the door behind her and trying to push the touch of guilt she felt, out of her mind.

She had returned to Jacksonville after that weekend and silently waited, hoping Feryle’s guilt over their little interlude would cause her to confess to Alex. Olivia had known Alex for years, and knew she wouldn’t tolerate unfaithfulness from a lover. Perhaps, Feryle’s infidelities would lead Alex straight into Olivia’s arms. To Olivia’s dismay, the relationship had not fallen apart, but had seemed to grow stronger.

She had decided to stay around for a while regardless of her lack of success with Alex. Before she knew it, she owned her own helicopter flying school and charter service.

She remembered the day Alex and Feryle had walked into her office. Feryle’s eyes revealed pure fear when Alex had introduced them. Apparently, Feryle had been interested in chartering a chopper to take a group of prospective clients up to view a parcel of land she was attempting to sell. The three women talked for a while, Alex filling Feryle in on their former life as partners. The women had left soon after, and she had not seen or heard from Alex again, until yesterday. However, there was seldom a day that passed that Olivia didn’t think of Alex. She never did find out if Feryle had confessed her sins to her lover, a question that had always hung in her mind, even now.

Knowing she would not rest until her burning desire was satisfied, Olivia pulled the small cell phone from her pocket and punched in a familiar number.

"Hey gorgeous. You wearing anything right now?"

A deep throaty laugh escaped from Olivia, and permeated the quiet night, "In that case, I’ll be over in a little while, I have a quick errand to run first." She quickly gathered her equipment, and headed down the beach towards her car.






She arrived at the dock a few minutes before 1:00 AM, and was leaning on a tie post when she heard footsteps behind her. She didn’t bother to turn around, she recognized the limping gait, and smiled in the darkness, "Right on time."

Hernandez sighed heavily, "You didn’t leave me much of a choice, did you Liv?"

"Umm, guess not."

Lighting a small cigar, Hernandez turned to face the woman, "So what is it that’s so important that you have to get me out here in the middle of the night?"

"Well, I thought you might like to know I had visitors this afternoon. A feebee, and her sidekick wanting a chopper ride out here to see your little warehouse."

Hernandez sighed, "That’s old news Liv, I heard about that 10 minutes after you landed in the adjacent field. Tell me something I don’t know."

The woman smirked, "OK. They are going to hit the Container building. Seems the sidekick saw some of your men on the roof. That was a mistake Malcolm, my friend. I tried to tell you. One slip up by those goons you call guards, and that was all it took. I suggest you try to contact Sarantos, and move it back to the warehouse, or even better, somewhere else entirely.

Hernandez’s voice carried over the water as he laughed, "You have to be kidding me. It took months to set this meeting up, and now you want me to just move it down the street. I don’t think so. Anyway, I’ve waited almost a year to put an end to ‘The Shadow’ for what she did to my leg, not to mention what she’s done to my business. I’m not going to miss this opportunity. The meeting stays where it is, and it’s your job to make sure it’s safe."

Olivia walked to the end of the dock, and hopped down into the small boat. "It’s your ass Malcolm. Don’t say I didn’t warn you."

He followed her to the end of the dock, leaned down, and whispered, "No, my friend. If anything goes wrong it’s your pretty little ass, so I suggest you make absolutely sure our security isn’t breached."

She pressed the ignition button and the small engine sputtered to life, without a word she disappeared into the darkness.

Olivia arrived back at the car, and dropped down into the seat. She reached into her shirt and pulled off the tiny microphone she had taped between her breasts. She leaned over and retrieved the recorder from the floor of the car, and pressed the rewind button. When the machine stopped, she pressed play, and listened as her meeting with Malcolm Hernandez was replayed in the darkness.

She took a shuttering breath as she listened to the tape replay one of Hernandez’s main purposes of the meeting the next night, ‘Anyway, I’ve waited almost a year to put an end to ‘The Shadow’ for what she did to my leg, not to mention what she did to my business. I’m not going to miss this opportunity.’ Olivia punched the stop button, pulled the tape from the machine, and tossed it in her briefcase.

As she sat there, she thought of Alex and all they had been through together, all the pain they had shared. She felt a gripping band of guilt constrict in her stomach for the things she had been forced to do the last year, as she thought of the woman she had admired…loved for years, possibly dying the next night. I couldn’t stop it, couldn’t even warn her. Gonzolas is dead; I’m no longer your little pawn Malcolm, and you’re a dead man.’

Olivia leaned her head back and let the cool night air clear her senses. She thought back over the events of the day, and found her mind wandering back to the sensual sounds she had heard coming from Alex’s bedroom as she and Conner made love. She felt the heat creep down her body and settle between her legs, as she started the engine, and drove the two short miles to Monica’s

Oh well, if I can’t have what I want right now, I’ll take what I can get. Her speed quickened as images of Alex flashed through her mind, and she was soon pulling into the apartment complex, and bounding up the short flight of stairs to her temporary distraction.


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