Thanks guys, I am so grateful for all your kind words, here is another chapter, short I know, but the next one should be to your liking...
Chapter Twenty-Two
Max looked fearfully at the little spitfire standing in front of him, Johnny, Milo and himself had tossed a quarter to see who would interrupt the couple and it was obvious that he had interrupted something and lost the toss, because the leering look she was bestowing upon him was enough to make his knees weak, he would never live this down.
"What in the world is so earth shattering, that you saw fit to interrupt Jason and me?" Elizabeth asked, tapping her foot in frustration, while openly glaring at the cowering guard.
"Well, you see, the reason we, I mean… I,I interrupted you because Stan has news about Lucky!" Max said, his eyes downcast, his hands fidgeting with the bottom of his blazer.
Elizabeth's stomach somersaulted, then it felt like it dropped out all together. Her face lost its natural color and the rosy blush that had heated her skin was replaced with a sickly pallor. "Give me a moment Max, I'll get Jason."
"Not a problem, I just wait outside." Max said, walking towards the door.
"Nonsense, just relax on the couch, he will be right down." Elizabeth replied, moving slowly up the stairs.
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"Jason?" Elizabeth called, wondering where he had gone, for he was no longer in her soon-to-be room.
Allowing logic to dictate where she went next, she allowed her feet to carry her to Jason's room. The sight that greeted her was heart stopping, but the information that she had just received tempered any lusting thoughts.
"Jason, Max needs to speak to you." Elizabeth said, trying to keep her eyes away from the Adonis like man laying on the bed, but her eyes betrayed her and her gaze hastily returned to his bronzed form.
"Max can come back later, nothing is so important that it can't wait." Jason said, offering her a come-hither look.
"Lucky." Elizabeth said, hoping that one foul word, dispelled from her mouth would be enough to alert Jason to the fact that what Max wished to talk about, was indeed important.
Jason sprang up quickly, his mind running a million miles a minute, but no thought really had a moment to take root. "What about Lucky?" Jason asked, that one word taste vile in his mouth.
"Let's just go down and see what he has to say, I have to hear Jason, please don't try to spare me or shield me from what is going on." Elizabeth beseeched, knowing that Jason would want to protect her, but she needed to make him understand that she was not glass, that she could stand on her own two feet, even thought her track record didn't really prove it.
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Lucky had deposited the bodies where he believed no one was liable to find them, and while he knew the dump wasn't the best place, he had had no other choice. He had to put this town, this state behind him, especially if he hoped to survive. To live another day, he knew distance was the only thing he could count on.
Darkness was his cover, but he realized in his obsession to get as much distance between him and the dead body, he had driven throughout the night and well into the early hours of dawn. The sun was peaking over the horizon, preparing to greet the day anew.
Somewhat perplexed that he had lost hours, entire time frames, where he couldn't remember what he did or how he got to where he was. He would have had to stop for gas at some point during the night, but for the life of him, he couldn't recall having done so.
That worried him more than anything, had he lost his cool again, and if so, had he hurt someone else. Something didn't make sense, perhaps his mind was still hardwired to do Helena's bidding, that thought sent a cold chill to traverse his spine and Goosebumps to prickle his skin.
Lucky pulled the car quickly over to the side of the road, unable to stop the sudden shaking that racked his body. He half stumbled out of the vehicle, landing on the side of the road. At this time of morning, very few cars were on the highway, for that Lucky was glad. He looked horrible, and the quaking that was taking over his body only seemed to be getting worse, something had gone terribly wrong, perhaps it was still wrong, whatever the reason, he needed to find out what had happened the previous night…
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Jason dressed in a hurry, suddenly the only thing on his mind was what Max had to say, so he threw on some clothes and quickly made his way downstairs, Elizabeth close on his heels.
Max jumped up from the couch as soon as he saw Jason's hulking form rushing down the stairs. He didn't need Jason lecturing him about sitting down on the job, even though Elizabeth had said to do so.
"Max, what have you found out, have you told anyone yet?" Jason asked, his questions running into one another, making them sound like one single question.
"Wow man, slow down. No one knows the information I have, because I came straight to you as soon as I found out. But don't get all hyped up, what I have isn't much." Max said, suddenly wondering if he shouldn't have called in sick.
"What do you mean, not much? What do you have, spill it already." Jason said, his impatience getting the better of him. He finally lowered his voice, looking at Max and the sudden concerned look that was upon his face, that was when he looked at the petite body beside him and noticed Elizabeth's form mildly shaking.
"Are you alright?" Max asked, beating his boss to the question. Knowing anything pertaining to Lucky had to be rough on her and the possibility of finding him or him coming back, no doubt scared her senseless.
"I-I'm fine or I will be, I just want this over and done with…" Elizabeth said, looking between the two men and their concerned looks. "Just tell us what you need to, I can handle it."
Max looked dubiously at the young woman, shrugged his shoulders and began, "Well Stan said he found a credit card receipt for Lucky, it must have been just recently though, because before this, there was no trace whatsoever, so whatever the reason, he used it. Perhaps he got in trouble, it doesn't really matter, if he made one mistake it is only a matter of time before he makes another one, but after the use of the credit card, there has been no more information on him." Max said, wondering what exactly Jason's reaction to the information would be.
"Max!!! Are you telling me, you come bursting in to our home, all because Lucky used a credit card. You don't have a clue where he is, but you thought interrupting us this evening was so important with the news that you have brought. What were you thinking?" Elizabeth asked, her temper flaring, yet she wasn't sure she exactly knew why it was.
Elizabeth stomped up the stairs, heading for Jason's room. Muttering to herself she said, 'that man better get his butt up here now or we are going to have problems.'
Jason watched the retreating form of the woman he loves, once she was out of eyesight, he turned his attention back to the guard. However, the dumbfounded look that graced Max's face, sent Jason over a precipice, he laughed loudly, all the while enjoying the sheer bafflement of his guard.
Max knew that it was time to leave, still unsure why he had ended up on the wrong end of Elizabeth tongue, Max simple shrugged his shoulders and left the penthouse.
Jason's gaze was once again drawn to the stairs, instead of fighting the desire to see how Elizabeth was, he climbed the stairs slowly, laughing the entire way.
He pulled to a stop in front of his door, his breath was stolen and all previous arousal was back with a vengeance, Elizabeth lay naked upon his bed, her eyes closed, but giving off a serious vibe, one Jason wasn't about to ignore…
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