"Okay Mark I got one question for you, why did you act like you was going to attack me just now, if you don't have feelings for Abby?" Glen asked.
"Glen, I didn't know you knew about us, I mean that's the way a husband was supposed to act right?" Mark asked.
"Well you're a damn good actor buddy." Glen said grinning.
"I don't know what you're trying to insinuate, but me and Abby can't stand each other, there are no romantic feelings there whatsoever." Mark said firmly.
"Good." Glen said smiling.
"What the hell does that mean?" Mark asked.
"Well since you don't have any interest in her, as soon as this shit is over, I'm going to ask her out, she's a great girl, I really like her." Glen said.
"Fine do whatever ya want it's of no concern to me." Mark snapped and grabbed his bag.
Mark headed toward the door and then turned around.
"I'll tell you this Glen, that little girl has been through hell and back in her life, if ya hurt her, I'll hurt you." Mark said and walked out of the room.
"I do believe he protests too much." Glen said grinning.
Mark and Abby sat on the small plane heading toward North Carolina.
"So how does a government agent warrant there own fleet of planes?" Mark asked.
"There mine, my father was a very wealthy man; I own many businesses including a small airline." Abby said.
"There's a lot I don't know about you." Mark said.
"I always took an interest in my holdings. John always let me have control of them to do as I wanted with them even before I turned 18." Abby said.
They spent the flight talking and mark found out she owned a publishing company, food processing plants as well as a major grocery store chain as well as dozens of other small companies here and there.
They picked up a rental and Abby said she would drive since she knew where they were going
"Where exactly are we headed?" Mark asked.
"Asheville, it's a couple hours drive. Your sister should be there before we are. I called the housekeeper and told her to meet them there and let them in." Abby said.
"So what is this place?" Mark asked.
"My home I grew up in." Abby said.
So you still go there when you're off from work?" Mark asked.
"No, I haven't been back there since my family's funeral, there buried on the property. I have a lady who comes once a week to dust and just general maintenance, just keeping the place aired out and I have a groundskeeper to mow the grace and keep the garden up." Abby said.
Mark looked at Abby. This was going to be hard for her going back to the place her family was murdered.
"Abby aint this going to be too much for ya?" Mark asked.
"It was the safest place, nobody even knows I own it, it's in the middle of no where." Abby said.
"That's not what I asked?" mark said.
"I'll be fine." Abby said.
Mark didn't say anything else. He was worried about her reaction to going back home after all these years, but he couldn't control the excitement of seeing his son.
"Well Well." Victor said smiling to himself.
This was an interesting bit of information. These stupid agents didn't think he was smart enough to have spies everywhere. He had done a little digging on Mark's new wife.
Abby Spencer, He grinned; His old friend Jason's pretty little daughter was a WIA agent just like daddy. He thought he had wiped out all of Jason's spawn that day, but looked like he was wrong. Well that was okay; this was going to be real interesting. He hadn't decided how he was going to play this yet; He may just want to get her hands on her first before he killed her. He looked at the picture he had of her. She was a delicious looking little morsel and he was going to enjoy sampling her.
"What are you doing Victor?' Jeanette asked coming into the room.
Victor closed the file.
"Nothing for you to worry about now run along, I'm working out a plan for your ex and I don't need any interruptions." Victor said.
Jeanette backed out of the room wondering just what Victor was coming up with now.
