Chapter 7

Chapter 10

Meanwhile at a local dress shop

"Is murder truly a crime?" asked Max rhetorically as they entered their 28th dress shop. It was the same as the others, rows upon rows of glitzy, totally impractical party dresses together with shop assistants falling over themselves to serve the Cale family. Mrs. Cale lead them round as if she was a queen.

"Anybody who has shopped with this woman wouldn't think so." Jondy muttered back. Logan, having overheard the conversation came to stand behind them, he was obviously embarrassed by his aunt behavior.

"I'm sorry about this," he murmured as Mrs. Cale came charging back, a trail of eager assistants behind her. Jondy and Max exchanged grins as Logan was literally dragged into the changing rooms. The brief respire gave them the opportunity to talk and as they wandered aimlessly through the sea of colors. They talked and laughed like any normal sisters.

"It's absolutely marvelous Logan darling!!!" Wendy Cale voice echoed through out the small shop. Max walked back to where Wendy was standing. She stood and stared. Logan looked good! Sure she had seen him dressed up before but never like this. The suit was almost identical to the one he'd worn to the wedding, maybe it was the fact that he was standing up that made the difference.

It took a sharp jab in the ribs to bring her back to reality. Max whirled around to face her grinning sister and blushed. Jondy had to admit Logan did look hot, but Jondy thought of Logan as brother. The last couple weeks they had became close friends, brought together by their mutual love of Max. Max offered Logan a half smile as he walked passed his aunt toward them. Max suddenly realized that half the females in the shop were gazing at him, their eyes full of lust. 'How dare those cheap hookers look at her man, her man?' The rational part of her brain questioned. 'Since when did Logan become her man? Since the moment he kissed you', another part of her brain whispered back.

Mrs. Cale took them to the most expensive restaurant in town. As they sat in compatible silence Jondy kept smiling, it was obvious how Max and Logan felt about each other, every glance between them was full meaning and promise.



Mrs. Cale frowned as her nephew lent over and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Max's cheek. Logan was clearly smitten with her but she had no connections or standing. Her disappointment faded when she thought of her daughter, who was dating Brad Yoke of Yoke technologies. Wendy was so glad that she wasn't getting involved with that "Sam". Something was not right about him.

The ride back to the Estate was uneventful and quiet. Logan and Max kept sneaking glances at each other when they thought no one was looking. When the car pulled up at the house a maid rushed towards them, flushed and breathless. As she reached them she gasped, "Ma'am, Ma'am its mistress Caitlin." As soon as she heard this Wendy was overwhelmed with maternal worry, she pushed passed the maid and ran into the house, the others were hot on her heels.

Caitlin's mother gasped saw what her daughter was doing. Caitlin was dressed in black leggings and a gray tank top, her hair was tie in a lose ponytail. Caitlin was standing in the foyer in what was clearly a karate move. Sam was standing behind her with his arms around her waist. Suddenly Caitlin swung around and grabbed Sam, wrestling him while she kicked him in the chest. Sam when down with a thud and a smile. Caitlin fell on top of Sam with a laugh. Mrs. Cale watched in horror as she lent down and brushed her lips across Sam's. Completely unaware of their audience they deepen the kiss.

"Caitlin" Mrs. Cale yelled.

Caitlin reluctantly pulled back and turned to face her mother.