LONELY HEARTS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 52
Tylo had listen to Frank's voice message, she didn't respond since it was a general thank you. She noticed the last couple of days his car was there when she left for work and not a sign of Veronica. Maybe he was gearing up for another weekend with Tiffany.
At any rate she didn't care, she had a pressing issue to deal with. Although the creep hadn't call for days, she wasn't completely sure he was gone. It had crossed her mind to tell Frank that this may be the creep he is looking for. Yet she was afraid that he would somehow blame her for being his next target. So she had to stay on her guard at all times.
Frank left for the office around noon this was the last night that Alex would go undercover. Frank had decided that every john that fit the profile was going to be questioned, no matter how long it took. He would ask for assistance for the Chicago PD in order to accomplish this task.
He neatly put the pictures he wanted her to see in a FedEx envelope along with a clever flyer he designed. The paper was black with red dripping blood like letters saying:
Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid. Your turn is coming.
He addressed the air bill from a hotel in the city, put on his FedEx uniform and left to deliver the package. This way it couldn't be traced, because FedEx never handled the package.
The receptionist greeted him when he walked in; he made hand gestures to let her think he was deaf. She had him a pad and pen to write, but waved it off, he pointed to Tylo's name.
The receptionist wrote, "I can sign for it."
He shook his head no pointed to the restricted signature only.
She wrote, "Only Tylo can sign for it?"
He shook his head yes. The receptionist called Tylo and told her about the package.
Tylo came into the lobby area and saw him, for a FedEx employee he was handsome. He had dark brown hair, blue eyes, clean-shaven, in his 30's she would say. She signed for it and worded thank you to him. Oh what a killer smile he had, but of course nothing compared to Frank Donovan.
She took the letter back to her office and opened it. When she saw the contents, she was horrified, there were pictures of her in every room of her house. Besides that the letter enclosed didn't help matters, when she turned it over she saw the one lone picture of her in the nude. That was her breaking point, she gathered up the photos stuffed them back in the envelope and went to the bathroom. It had made her so sick, that she was vomiting.
The angel stood beside Jillian and she said; "Now she will turn to Frank." The angel responded, "Her pride is too stubborn, it will not happen now but soon."
Tylo said she wasn't feeling good and left the office early. She threw the envelope in the backseat of her car; she would deal with that later. When she got home she called a friend who was in the security business,
"David Schmidt, Security Extraordinaire." He answered the phone.
"Hey, Dave it Tylo."
"Tylo, how the hell are you? Haven't seen you in ages, miss those wild times."
"Ah Dave, this isn't a social call, I need to have my townhouse wired for security and the locks changed on the doors."
"Well, I probably can get a system designed by next week."
"No, I need it today."
"Tylo, what's going on?"
"There's been a lot of home invasions in this area and I just want to be prepared."
"Today's pretty impossible."
"What will it cost me to make it possible today?" She said desperately.
"For old times sake, I get over there in about a hour and no extra charge."
"Thanks Dave."
Tylo didn't mention the pictures, but knew he had to have gotten in to put cameras in the house. She had already alarmed Dave, she didn't want him snooping around or bringing the police in this. She would just have to be careful until she could find them herself. The phone rang and thinking it was Dave she answered it.
"Hello."
"Hello Gorgeous." He said.
Before he got another word out Tylo screamed, "You sick son of a bitch. You're a coward. Not even man enough to come face to face with a woman you have to hide behind technology."
"I like my woman feisty."
"I'm not your woman."
"You will be soon, you think putting in a security system and new locks is going to stop me?"
There was silence on the other end, he had finally gotten to her continued, "Those were just a sample of what have on you, and the nudes are exceptional."
Tylo hung up the phone, she knew she was in deep and had no one to turn to. A sweet voice came though the air and she thought it said he would protect you if you go to him.
Tylo laughed out loud, "Yeah, right, quote unquote, he has little use for recovering drunks or otherwise."
Jillian frowned, "If she would only listen, she would not get hurt."
The angel replied, "But that is not how fate has written it."
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 52
Tylo had listen to Frank's voice message, she didn't respond since it was a general thank you. She noticed the last couple of days his car was there when she left for work and not a sign of Veronica. Maybe he was gearing up for another weekend with Tiffany.
At any rate she didn't care, she had a pressing issue to deal with. Although the creep hadn't call for days, she wasn't completely sure he was gone. It had crossed her mind to tell Frank that this may be the creep he is looking for. Yet she was afraid that he would somehow blame her for being his next target. So she had to stay on her guard at all times.
Frank left for the office around noon this was the last night that Alex would go undercover. Frank had decided that every john that fit the profile was going to be questioned, no matter how long it took. He would ask for assistance for the Chicago PD in order to accomplish this task.
He neatly put the pictures he wanted her to see in a FedEx envelope along with a clever flyer he designed. The paper was black with red dripping blood like letters saying:
Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid. Your turn is coming.
He addressed the air bill from a hotel in the city, put on his FedEx uniform and left to deliver the package. This way it couldn't be traced, because FedEx never handled the package.
The receptionist greeted him when he walked in; he made hand gestures to let her think he was deaf. She had him a pad and pen to write, but waved it off, he pointed to Tylo's name.
The receptionist wrote, "I can sign for it."
He shook his head no pointed to the restricted signature only.
She wrote, "Only Tylo can sign for it?"
He shook his head yes. The receptionist called Tylo and told her about the package.
Tylo came into the lobby area and saw him, for a FedEx employee he was handsome. He had dark brown hair, blue eyes, clean-shaven, in his 30's she would say. She signed for it and worded thank you to him. Oh what a killer smile he had, but of course nothing compared to Frank Donovan.
She took the letter back to her office and opened it. When she saw the contents, she was horrified, there were pictures of her in every room of her house. Besides that the letter enclosed didn't help matters, when she turned it over she saw the one lone picture of her in the nude. That was her breaking point, she gathered up the photos stuffed them back in the envelope and went to the bathroom. It had made her so sick, that she was vomiting.
The angel stood beside Jillian and she said; "Now she will turn to Frank." The angel responded, "Her pride is too stubborn, it will not happen now but soon."
Tylo said she wasn't feeling good and left the office early. She threw the envelope in the backseat of her car; she would deal with that later. When she got home she called a friend who was in the security business,
"David Schmidt, Security Extraordinaire." He answered the phone.
"Hey, Dave it Tylo."
"Tylo, how the hell are you? Haven't seen you in ages, miss those wild times."
"Ah Dave, this isn't a social call, I need to have my townhouse wired for security and the locks changed on the doors."
"Well, I probably can get a system designed by next week."
"No, I need it today."
"Tylo, what's going on?"
"There's been a lot of home invasions in this area and I just want to be prepared."
"Today's pretty impossible."
"What will it cost me to make it possible today?" She said desperately.
"For old times sake, I get over there in about a hour and no extra charge."
"Thanks Dave."
Tylo didn't mention the pictures, but knew he had to have gotten in to put cameras in the house. She had already alarmed Dave, she didn't want him snooping around or bringing the police in this. She would just have to be careful until she could find them herself. The phone rang and thinking it was Dave she answered it.
"Hello."
"Hello Gorgeous." He said.
Before he got another word out Tylo screamed, "You sick son of a bitch. You're a coward. Not even man enough to come face to face with a woman you have to hide behind technology."
"I like my woman feisty."
"I'm not your woman."
"You will be soon, you think putting in a security system and new locks is going to stop me?"
There was silence on the other end, he had finally gotten to her continued, "Those were just a sample of what have on you, and the nudes are exceptional."
Tylo hung up the phone, she knew she was in deep and had no one to turn to. A sweet voice came though the air and she thought it said he would protect you if you go to him.
Tylo laughed out loud, "Yeah, right, quote unquote, he has little use for recovering drunks or otherwise."
Jillian frowned, "If she would only listen, she would not get hurt."
The angel replied, "But that is not how fate has written it."