PROLOGUE 2
San Francisco – Angel Island
Derek's heart almost stopped when he returned home. The Legacy house was in an uproar. There were dozens of people running around, fixing tables, flowers … was that a stage in his gala room?
And in the mist of them all was standing his mother. Like a proud general surveying and dictating orders. The light headache he was battling against all day suddenly threatened to transform into a slide going off in his head, eroding away at his sanity.
"Mother." He sighed.
"Oh Derek there you are. What do you thing of the set-up? Isn't it coming along great? The sitting arrangement is almost ready, and so are the flowers …."
"Mother!" he exclaimed this time with a little more force. "What are you doing? I thought that we agreed to a small party with family and close friends not a party for everyone living in the general San Francisco area."
Barbara Rayne took his arm and manhandled him out of the room and on to the balcony. "Dear, we said no such thing. We agree on family and close friends, and those are exactly the people that I invited."
"Mom if you wanted a big party why didn't you just organize it in the summer house? I believe it would be more suitable for this kind of occasion."
Barbara shook her head: "But then I wouldn't have the honor of your company! This way no matter what happens, you can't escape from me. Besides I wanted to learn more about the new Legacy member and her lovely daughter."
Derek's shoulders slumped and he sighed in defeat. "At least it will be all over tonight and tomorrow we can go back to normality"
"Well dear about that…"
Derek looked at her mothers innocent eyes and swore.
