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Chapter 20
1st Saturday, 6: 35 p.m.
The Plan in Action
Makenzee struggled to regain her balance after Tara shoved her into the sunroom. She caught her breath when she saw the room. It was candlelit; there were red roses in dainty flower pots. She heard Bobby's voice as he asked Tara what he was doing in the sunroom. The door flung open and Bobby was shoved in. He looked at Makenzee confused.
She laughed at his facial expression. "It appears that we've been set up."
"Yeah, by the looks of it." Bobby agreed. "So, where's the food?"
"I'm guessing we'll get it yet."
An angry voice sounded from the other sound of the door, "You'll get it after you compliment Makenzee on her outfit!"
"Oh. Sorry," he apologized to Makenzee. He scanned her, head to toe. Then it registered; it was the dress from the mall that she tried on. "You do look very beautiful, amazing. I knew you'd be a knock-out in that dress."
She spun around, much like she had done with Aiden, "You like it?"
"I love it." He sat Makenzee down in her chair, he sat across from her. Bobby held her hands in his. The door opened and they were served food. "Umm," he took a bite, "this is delicious."
"Mm-hmm." She agreed. They ate their food together, speaking in between bites. Bobby stopped for a moment and watched, amused as Makenzee slurped up a long string of Spaghetti noodles. He grinned, How did I become so lucky? When she noticed him staring at him. She tried not to laugh and choke on her food. "What?"
"I just can't believe I found someone like you." He saw Makenzee begin to blush, "I don't deserve you."
"And I don't deserve you, but nevertheless, I won't let it change the way I feel about you, Bobby."
"Speaking of which, Makenzee, there's been something I've wanted to tell you for sometime, and I rekcon now would be as good a time as any other." She looked at him, the hope evident in her eyes, He rubbed her hand with his thumb, "Makenzee Catherine Fields-" he was cut off when the door flew open and Jack came in, apology written all over his face.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but, Makenzee, you have a call." Jack said. Bobby stood up and Makenzee did too. He led the two of them into the living room. Myles handed Makenzee the phone. She saw the recording machines rolling as she put it to her ear.
With a surprising bravery she opened her mouth to speak, but instead of her voice, a gunshot overflowed the sound waves.
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