Chapter 1
A light mist of seawater fell down on the face of Gideon Demay as he lay on
a deck chair watching the clouds float by. The SS Seisman was on its way
to the Bahamas. Gideon had decided that he had had enough of his job in New
York so he opted to take a little vacation. In New York, Gideon was a
homicide detective and he had just wrapped up a real dandy. At the
department he was called "The Pretty Boy" because of his wavy blonde
shoulder length hair, which he always kept in a ponytail, and his electric
blue eyes. The fact that he was also average height and had a slight
muscular build also seemed to make all the other officers kind of jealous.
However, he was well liked and worked very hard, which probably had helped
him advance from a beat cop to a homicide detective in less than a year.
As Gideon lay there he frequently glanced towards the swimming pool. Of
course he had good reason to since his fiancee, Rachel, was swimming in it.
Rachel Thomson was a rather striking woman. She had long waist length hair
that was extremely curly and as red as a stoplight. Rachel worked as a waitress
at Tiffany's.
"Hey, Rachel," Gideon called.
"What's up, sweetie?" she asked.
"If we're gonna have dinner and go dancing tonight we better go and get
ready."
"Okay, honey," she said with a big smile, as she climbed out of the pool,
"Let's go."
Back at the cabin, Gideon was completely ready and was waiting for Rachel to
step out of the bathroom so they could go to dinner.
"C'mon baby," Gideon complained, "Let's go. I'm really getting Hun..."
Gideon stopped in midsentence as Rachel stepped out of the bathroom in the
most stunning dress that he had ever seen her in. It sparkled tremendously
and put an exclamation point on everything that Gideon loved about her.
"Oh man, you look gorgeous. Thank God your with me otherwise I'd have to
kill the other guy."
"Oh stop. Your just saying that.... go ahead and continue."
"I will...later."
"Oh really," Rachel said, giving him a kiss.
"C'mon we're gonna be late."
A light mist of seawater fell down on the face of Gideon Demay as he lay on
a deck chair watching the clouds float by. The SS Seisman was on its way
to the Bahamas. Gideon had decided that he had had enough of his job in New
York so he opted to take a little vacation. In New York, Gideon was a
homicide detective and he had just wrapped up a real dandy. At the
department he was called "The Pretty Boy" because of his wavy blonde
shoulder length hair, which he always kept in a ponytail, and his electric
blue eyes. The fact that he was also average height and had a slight
muscular build also seemed to make all the other officers kind of jealous.
However, he was well liked and worked very hard, which probably had helped
him advance from a beat cop to a homicide detective in less than a year.
As Gideon lay there he frequently glanced towards the swimming pool. Of
course he had good reason to since his fiancee, Rachel, was swimming in it.
Rachel Thomson was a rather striking woman. She had long waist length hair
that was extremely curly and as red as a stoplight. Rachel worked as a waitress
at Tiffany's.
"Hey, Rachel," Gideon called.
"What's up, sweetie?" she asked.
"If we're gonna have dinner and go dancing tonight we better go and get
ready."
"Okay, honey," she said with a big smile, as she climbed out of the pool,
"Let's go."
Back at the cabin, Gideon was completely ready and was waiting for Rachel to
step out of the bathroom so they could go to dinner.
"C'mon baby," Gideon complained, "Let's go. I'm really getting Hun..."
Gideon stopped in midsentence as Rachel stepped out of the bathroom in the
most stunning dress that he had ever seen her in. It sparkled tremendously
and put an exclamation point on everything that Gideon loved about her.
"Oh man, you look gorgeous. Thank God your with me otherwise I'd have to
kill the other guy."
"Oh stop. Your just saying that.... go ahead and continue."
"I will...later."
"Oh really," Rachel said, giving him a kiss.
"C'mon we're gonna be late."