Disclaimer: I only own Cam, James, and the Widow. The rest belong to Janet Evanovich.

Here it is guys, the final chapter to Widow's Web. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing. Since this is my first long story I would appreciate feedback for the story as a whole. Happy reading!

Recap: "You know what Stephanie? I am done with this crap. I can't take all the drama anymore. And I sure as hell can't afford to lose any more family members because of you."

I felt like I had been slapped as I pulled over to the side of the road in shock. As soon as I stopped she jumped out of the car and ran into the surrounding wood. I was left staring after her as the pain I had been holding back flooded my senses and I wondered what would make her strike so low.

However, the main thought that broke through the cloud of pain was, what in the hell was going on?

Decode

It took a few minutes but reasoning eventually broke through and I pulled back onto the road. With or without Cam, I had a job to finish. As the trees blurred past, my mind began to shuffle through all of the memories I had suppressed for so long. I was looking for a reason; something that would break Cam today. Why had she left me hanging? Why did she leave me to die?

The answer hit me in the gut and knocked the air out of me. The mention of her family, the abrupt departure, it all made sense. Today was the day her mother died. Today was the anniversary of the day Cam inevitably killed her mother.

There was nothing she could do to help what with all of the damage done by the car accident. However Cam was the one who had to decide to cut off life support. In the end, she felt guilty. In the end I felt guilty because I had pushed her to do that.

Tears of regret and sorrow eased gently out of my eyes and landed silently on my lap. I couldn't blame her for leaving. Not when I had forgotten.

By the time my mind had perused all of the mournful memories of that time, I had reached the motel. I had to get back in the game now. The Widow had placed security around the perimeter and had sound and video feeds in the meeting room. It seemed foolproof but I had already found the loophole. She couldn't close the hotel down for this meeting so I could very easily get a room in the building and methodically take care of security from the comfort of a room. The trick was getting that far.

I pulled into the parking lot at the far right entrance. It was a run down motel with half of a neon sign lit up. Looking around I noticed the groundkeeper and the maintenance guy keeping close tabs on my movement. There was also an elderly lady strolling by in an outfit that screamed undercover. I had found my first three targets.

I subtly lifted up the console lid and pulled out my back up handgun and reached around to the backseat to get my pack. This needed to go smoothly for the rest of the plan to work. As I opened to door I surreptitiously fired two shots. One to the groundkeeper and one to the maintenance guy. As I stood up the faux elderly lady fell. I hurriedly pulled them into the bushes by the highway and strolled confidently toward the main office. Acquiring a room was no problem due to the state of the motel and I was soon settled into room 16.

I entered the room and put my pack on my bed to start unpacking. To make this go efficiently I needed to establish a connection to our home computer system and be able to monitor all communications of the surrounding rooms. I placed my laptop on the small table in the room and began to connect to the home base. While that was going on, I rearmed myself for the trip into the meeting room. As soon as the computer finished, I located the meeting room easily being that it was the one with 17 bugs in it.

I looked out of the peephole in the door and cautiously opened the door to check the hallway. With one foot out of the door, shots began to ring out. Two average size men came barreling down the hallway with guns firing nonstop at me. They lacked precision though and I took them out with ease. I pulled them into my hotel room and continued out to the meeting room.

As I neared the room, a feeling of panic began to sweep through me. Would this go according to plan, or was I walking to my death here? I stopped right in front of the door and fought back the panic as I inserted the stolen room key. I stepped into the dark room and shut the door without surveying the room first. What a mistake that proved to be.

The second after the door shut I was grabbed from behind by what felt like a large man. I threw an elbow to the groin and flipped him over my shoulder just as two more guys attached themselves to my arms. I fought fruitlessly against them as they efficiently put me in a double arm bar before I could do anything. With out my eyesight, I began to notice things with my other senses. My ears picked up a faint, melodic sound. Someone was laughing.

"How foolish of you to attempt to come here early, Rain. What happened to all of your training?" She was positively glowing by this point. Her small frame was draped with long black beads and her hair was an intricate pile of twisted braids.

I glowered at her as she smirked at my pain. The men were very skilled at keeping me out of commission.

"I'm really disappointed," she continued "I thought it would be much more difficult to lure you here. Too bad Cam couldn't make it though. It really is a shame about her mother. And really, what kind of friend were you to not remember?"

I snarled like I didn't already know she had bugs planted in the car. Cam and I had meticulously planned all that was to be said in the car. It actually hurt Cam's feelings that the Widow didn't think us capable of finding bugs. Jeez….the world's going to hell in a hand basket. I smirked on the inside though. The Widow had no idea what was going on.

She seemed a little miffed by the fact that I hadn't broken into tears yet so she continued with her taunting in a brisker manner than before.

"Oh well, we'll deal with her later. We have you now and you'll be enough to lure her here. Until then we need to move you to a safer location. You understand." Yeah I understand. Safer meaning someplace where no one can hear me scream.

They placed a potato sack like the kind you see in the old mob movies, over my head and led me to a car. We drove in silence for what seemed like hours until all of a sudden we stopped. I was pulled none too gently out of the car and thrown onto the dirt road.

This is where most people would be thinking 'Oh shit! He's gonna kill me!' I was thinking more along the lines of 'I really hope there aren't any creepy crawlies getting in my hair right now.' The joy of experience.

I didn't have to worry for long though because I was yanked to my feet and led to what felt like a large building, judging by the change in air pressure. They threw me into a chair and finally the bag was pulled off. Of course the Widow was the picture of cleanliness while I looked like I was in a sandstorm. Bitch.

She didn't leave me long to idle. One of the men who threw me was at my side in an instant tying me down while the others loomed nearby, anxious for what was to come. I really wasn't all that excited. However, a movement in the rafters of the building caught my attention and a new determination swept through me.

Muscleman 1 came right for me with a punch to the nose that knocked the chair over. Blood spurted out of my now completely smashed nose and onto the plastic they had so conveniently placed on the floor. It didn't take long for the second muscleman to throw a kick to the ribs that knocked the air from my lungs and surely fractured ribs . I felt like I was going to throw up I hurt so bad.

The third muscleman came at me with a knife and the Widow sat up, as if she was now interested in the affair. This was what we had been waiting for.

Down from the rafters came 4 wicked fast and deadly accurate shots. The Widow and her three goons fell simultaneously. I waited in pain for my savior to come down from the rafters and untie me.

It wasn't long before Cam came bounding through the door with a huge smile on her face that screamed excitement. It was finally over. I however needed to go to hospital now which sucked. We spoke quietly as she untied me.

"I am so glad you didn't wait until after the guy with the knife was done with me. I'd have had to kill you myself." She smiled back in a 'yeah whatever' kind of way. I laughed softly.

"We make a good team don't we?" I was so tired all of a sudden. The barest motions seemed to seep up all of my energy. I dragged myself to the car and buckled in before feeling the unconsciousness tickle at the edge of my brain. I turned to Cam to tell her what I had been thinking all afternoon.

"Well that was fun, but next time you get to be bait." She snickered softly as I fell asleep.

The Widow was dead.