A/N: I AM SO SORRY!! I had major, major, MAJOR writer's block and I just couldn't shake it! And then I went on vacation and with summer reading for school, I have been swamped! I felt so guilty when you all wrote such nice reviews and I couldn't update for you yet. Believe it or not, I have the end of this story written completely. The middle is always the difficult part for me because the end is always my fav part of a story.

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Chapter 5: Discoveries

"Checkin' up on some suspicious pimp again, Kinkirk?" Colin Branson, a fellow police officer, asked one day, smiling.

Kevin chuckled slightly, not looking up from the file in his hand. He had called in yet another favor and had managed to get his hands on Chris Conner's record.

"Yep," he replied. "You know how I love to pry into other peoples' lives."

This time it was Colin who laughed. "I think the whole police force knows that," Colin joked. "Who's the idiot this time?"

"You've heard of Chris Conner," Kevin answered, looking up from the file. "That rich lawyer?" Colin raised his eyebrows, wondering if he had the right person in mind.

Kevin nodded, pressing his lips together into a tight line. "What did he do?"

"Not sure yet," Kevin lied, not really wanting his colleague to get too much information. He diverted his attention back to the papers.

"Interesting reading?" Colin looked over Kevin's shoulder to catch a glimpse. Smacking it shut quickly, Kevin turned around to face him.

"This is someone's personal file. I can't just let anybody look at it," he reasoned, waving it in his hand.

"You shouldn't even be looking at it," Colin grinned again, resting his hands on his belt. Kevin didn't answer. Simply shrugging his shoulders, Kevin breezed past Colin to attend to his work-filed desk, Chris Conner's file held securely in his left hand.

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"Are you serious?" Lucy shrieked in disbelief the next afternoon. Kevin nodded his head slowly. "Assault charges?"

"Yep," Kevin answered verbally. "A number of his past girlfriends and fiancées filed restraining orders against him, claiming he had assaulted or harassed them." Lucy raised her eyebrows.

"Fiancées?" Lucy asked to clarify, stressing the last syllable.

"He's been engaged twice," he nodded. "Both filed a report."

Slowly easing her way onto the plump couch, Lucy placed a soft pillow into her lap, hugging it lightly. "Then how did Alyn end up with him?" she asked, more to herself than anyone.

"Maybe she didn't know?" he offered, taking a seat next to her. "So he just forgot to mention he had been engaged before to more than one person?" Lucy stiffened at the thought. "How did this not get out?"

"He's a lawyer," Kevin answered, shrugging his shoulders. "He can keep his record sealed easily. Plus, he has a really good reputation. Good job. Good money. What woman wouldn't be attracted to that?"

"But if all these other women saw him for the slime ball that he really is, why didn't Alyn see it?" Lucy wondered.

"Maybe he was different with her," he answered, trying to make some sense of the situation. "Maybe he didn't do anything to her until it was too late...until they were married."

"He needed to gain her trust," Lucy added softly. "He played mind games with her until she believed she was incapable of making her own decisions. Chris could then control her to do whatever he wanted, and that includes her not going to the police."

Resting her elbow on the sofa arm, she leaned her forehead against it and closed her eyes.

"He scares her," Kevin replied, watching the small fire crackling in the fireplace, its light illuminating the room.

"He scares me," she admitted, finally opening her eyes and turning to look at her husband. He met her gaze.

"I won't let him come near you again," he reassured her firmly, but gently. Lucy smiled slightly and leaned into his chest, snuggling closely to him. Kevin kissed her lightly on her forehead.

"I know that."

"He's a jerk."

"I know that too," she answered. "What can we do?"

Kevin sighed deeply. "Nothing. No evidence." Lucy only nodded slightly, hating reality.

"Yea, I know," Kevin too sighed, regretting the answer he had to give her. "Maybe you could talk to her again."

"I was going to talk to her. That's why we were at the promenade today." Lucy turned her head to face him as she explained the story Chris had told Alyn about the dinner.

"Wow. . ." was all he could say. "Yep. And the lies continue . . . "

A/N: Again sorry for the long wait. I am really sorry about that! Thanks for all the reviews. Just please know that as long as I get reviews, no matter how long it takes, this story will get done. Scout's honor.