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Chapter 1: Spilled Coffee

Trent yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes. The stakeout had begun at four that afternoon and it was now two in the morning. Since he hadn't gotten much sleep in the last few days, the lack of sleep was starting to catch up to him.

"Hey. You know once you start to yawn, I'm going to start yawning." Carlos said, attempting to stifle a yawn but was unsuccessful.

Trent was stretching out his back and neck. "Sorry. Can't help it though. It's a natural and normal bodily function that no one can control."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," muttered Carlos taking a sip of lukewarm coffee from a black and silver thermos.

Trent grinned. His grin faded, his face tightening in thought. It was now mid-June and he recalled the events that had occurred almost a month-and-a-half ago.

Kendra Stone, a new waitress at the bar Uppercuts had been physically assaulted by a rowdy patron, while his buddies roared with laughter, but she had handled herself by stepping on the man's foot and had spoken quietly in his ear; it wasn't until later that night that he found out what she had said to the leader. She had told the leader and his buddies to pay the check and get out of the bar, with a few insults mixed in; they followed her instructions and left.

Then, after the bar closed and she had headed home, she was attacked by the four patrons in a blind alley. She was doing pretty well until one of them hit her on the head with some object and even though she regained semi-consciousness, she was unable to defend herself. He and Carlos, thankfully, had left their office of Thunder Investigations, located just above the bar, and had arrived just in time to take down the patrons. She had allowed an EMT to check her out, but she had blatantly refused to be taken to the hospital and then he had taken Kendra home, while Carlos went to the police station.

The rowdy patrons were released less than an hour later, thanks to a high-priced, well-connected lawyer, but one of the patrons was murdered a few hours after being released. Of course, he, Kendra, and Carlos were considered suspects, and when two other patrons were killed, the killer had planted evidence that connected him to one killing and Carlos to another. The evidence planted for the third murder was enough to arrest Carlos. The arrest caused Kendra to seek out the fourth and last patron, since she had hired Thunder Investigations to find the killer and because she felt guilty for having gotten them involved. He arrived at the house to prove his best friend's innocence and they worked together to bring the killer in.

Trent was shaken out of his thoughts and memories when Carlos spoke. "Yeah. Hey, this could be our guy." He said, pulling out the camera. He used the camera to zoom in, taking several pictures of a sandy-blonde haired man. He was tall and skinny and he wore a brown leather jacket with a simple t-shirt and blue jeans, but Carlos could see that he had a gun holstered at his belt.

They watched as the armed man motioned to a truck across the street that was parked opposite of Carlos and Trent's location. Without turning on the truck's headlights, since there was enough illumination from the street lamps, albeit it was still dark since some of the light bulbs needed to be changed, the driver drove carefully and as quietly as possible to the loading dock.

"Miller isn't going to like what we tell him." Carlos said.

Trent nodded his head in agreement. Julian Miller had hired the two PIs to find out who was stealing merchandise from his warehouses. Somehow, the thieves always managed to disable the security cameras and had somehow got around the security guards, either buying them off or hitting the warehouse when the only guard was on break. Trent and Carlos had discovered that one of the security guards was in on the robberies.

Carlos snapped pictures, of the truck, getting a decent shot of the license plate and of all the men involved in the robbery.

"We should follow that truck and find out where they take the merchandise." Trent suggested and Carlos, since he was busy taking pictures, didn't nod his head, but Trent knew he agreed.

Kendra, a five-foot-seven, dark haired, light blue-eyed beauty, wearing blue jeans and a simple tee shirt, was running down the street, her destination the bar, Uppercuts, for a morning shift. She was only four blocks away as her feet pounded on the sidewalk.

She didn't see the man until it was too late, she ran right into him, causing his cup of hot coffee to splash onto him, soaking his dark gray suit, silk shirt and tie. The handsome blond-haired, green-eyed man yelped at the fact that the coffee had hit his suit and because, of course, it had burned him.

"I'm so sorry." Kendra apologized sincerely. "I would give you some money now for the dry cleaning bill, but I don't have any on me at the moment."

The man looked at her skeptically.

"Look, just come to Uppercuts, I'm a waitress there and I'll give you money there tonight. Okay? Later." Kendra waved as she turned, and continued running in the direction she had been heading toward before she bumped into the young man.

"Right." He mumbled underneath his breath. He rubbed a hand through his hair and looked down at the brown coffee stains that were being absorbed by the edges of his coat and his silk shirt underneath, not to mention a few splashes on his crisp, jade-colored tie that matched his eyes.

He walked to his car, got in and drove off, still muttering underneath his breath about crazy women. Beautiful, but crazy.

"Hey, Butch," Kendra greeted her boss who was, as always, behind the bar.

"Morning. Filling in for Becky, right?" He asked, but already knew the answer.

"Yup." Kendra replied as she grabbed her apron that was hanging from a peg and placed it over her head, tying it as she walked back to the front of the bar. She pulled out her pen and pad from one of the front pockets of the apron.

"Oh, yeah. If a blonde haired guy with green eyes comes in and mentions something to you about one of your waitresses having to pay a dry cleaning bill just send him to me." Kendra said.

"Really? What did you do?" Butch asked with an amused grin on his face.

Kendra shot him a look. "I didn't do anything. It was an accident. I was in a rush to get here and I ran into this guy, and kind of, caused him to spill his coffee on the nice suit he was wearing."

"Uh-huh." Butch replied.

"I told him to come later tonight. After I do this shift, I'll run home and get some money." Kendra greeted a customer that came in the door. "Ah, look a customer. Gotta go." She walked briskly to the customer that was headed toward her section.

"Hey, Butch." Kim greeted with a bright smile as she sat down at the bar and ordered a cup of coffee.

"Morning, Kim. Where are the boys?" He set the steaming cup of coffee before her.

A frown came to Kim's lips. "Trent left a message, saying that they would be late into the office today. I guess they were out late on a stakeout."

"Again?" He asked as he used a wet towel to wipe the few drops of coffee off the bar that had splashed from Kim's cup.

After taking a sip of coffee, being careful not to burn her tongue or spill any more coffee, she nodded her head. "Yeah. They have been doing stakeouts all week. So, that means they haven't been getting enough sleep."

"Trent and Carlos have not getting enough sleep because of their job? How… irregular." Kendra commented jokingly as she came to the bar to grab the coffee pot.

"Not funny." Kim said.

"I haven't had any coffee yet. You know I can't crack a decent joke without two cups of coffee." Kendra said grinning. Kim returned the grin, knowing what Kendra said was a half-truth.

Butch shook his head as Kendra gave him a wink. "It wasn't a good idea that you allow all of us servers to get free coffee. With all that I drink, I'm practically running you out of business."

"That's why I've decided that you can have free beer instead of coffee." Butch replied, his eyes twinkling.

"Really? Imported and domestic? Thanks, Butch." Kendra grinned.

Now, it was Kim's turn to shake her head, and went back to drinking her coffee, while Kendra was called by one of her customers and Butch made another pot of coffee.

guardianM3: I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of volume 2. If you haven't read volume one entitled "Kendra Stone Meets the Sons of Thunder: Volume 1". I suggest you do so. I did give a quick run through of volume 1 (even though some of you have already read it and you may consider my overview tedious) but its better if you just read it. Then, there is another story that is sort of a prequel under the TV show "Walker Texas Ranger" which is entitled "Introducing Kendra Stone". I suggest you read that also since Walker and his Rangers are going to appear in this volume and then you'll know how they met Kendra. Please review so I can improve my writing and the story.