DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF S. MEYER'S CHARACTERS… UNFORTUNATELY.
I JUST PLAY WITH THEM.
A/N: Sorry it's taken so long for me to get this updated. I appreciate your patience and support!
Blood In The Snow Chapter 30
Previously:
"Now James… you know we have to be sure this info is right before you get yours. You know that."
"Okay. Just checking. I'm looking forward to retiring to a nice, white beach… far, far from here. Preferably in a country with no extradition."
Demetri laughs. "Don't worry, you'll get what's coming to you. Later." He disconnects.
Lying back, I let my mind wander. White beaches, palm trees and lots of native girls wearing very little. Heaven. As I drift off to sleep, I can see the girls begin to sway to the soft music playing in the background
JHPOV
After talking to Demetri, I stretch out and fantasize about which beach I will live on after Whitlock is taken care of. I'll have to get me a pretty, little native girl to take care of my needs. Hell… I may have a couple of them.
Charlie will never know I was his mole. I can't believe how thick he is. It was so easy to convince him I am the perfect cop and his trustworthy partner.
Chuckling softly, I must have drifted off to sleep. Slowly, I become aware of soft, warm… wet sensations on my cock. My eyes struggle to open. "What? Who…?" Looking down, I see blond hair… then blue eyes smile up at me. Heidi. Stroking her cheek, I smile at her. "Well, this is a nice surprise."
"Demetri wants me to take extra good care of you." She drags her tongue the length of my cock, from my balls all the way up to the dripping tip.
"Ah… damn, girl… that's good." I let my head fall back to the pillow, my hands wrapping into her hair as she takes me all the way in and down her throat. I swear that woman has no gag reflex. This woman can make me see heaven with her hot, wet little mouth. "That's it, baby… take me all the way… ohhhh god…" I can feel the tightening starting all the way down in my toes, spreading up my legs and into my stomach. My hips start lifting to meet her, pushing my cock deep into her throat. Her teeth, ever so gently scrape along the sides of my cock as she slides me in and out of her hot, wet mouth. I hold back as long as I can, but I know I won't last much longer.
"Damn woman… " My fingers tighten in her hair, forcing her down on my cock, sliding deep into her throat. "Swallow it, baby. Swallow all of it." I groan out as the tightness in my belly snaps and I shoot my seed down her throat. Stream after stream erupts from me. She swallows and sucks, getting it all. Finally I collapse back, trying to regain my breath. She gives my cock one last lick, then moves away. Too spent to open my eyes, I mumble, "Thanks, baby. That was great."
She whispers something, but I can't hear her. "What, baby?" I open one eye to see her.
"Gonna miss you, James." She whispers again, pulling something out of her purse and messing with my IV.
"What are you doing?" I try to sit up and see what she is up to, but she pushes me back.
"I'm sorry… I have to." Tears run down her face as she plunges the needle into my IV line.
"What the hell!" I try to get it away from her, but my chest feels like it is exploding. Fumbling, I try to get the call button, but she snatches it away from me. As alarms start sounding, Heidi runs from the room. Moments later a nurse comes running in, but I can't tell her what happened. Things are blurry, I try to reach for help, but I can't seem to move…
Previously:
CPOV
Nodding, I have to agree with him. What he doesn't know is that I own an island off the coast of Brazil. The title is in my wife's maiden name. If we can get them off the mountain, that would be a good place for them. "I will call them tonight and see what they want to do."
Charlie stood up, extending his hand, which I shook. "Doc. Please let me know what they are going to do and I'll let you know if I hear anything." He walks to the door, turning as he opens it. "I will find the other mole… if it's the last thing I do."
"I sure hope so, Charlie." He closes the door behind him and I sink back in my char, sighing.
CPOV
Rubbing my hands over my face, I contemplate the options available to all of us. Do I recommend that the boys run and hide on the island? How long will they be safe there before they are found once more? Are they going to have to run and hide for the rest of their lives? No. They can't have their lives ruled by those degenerates. How can we keep them safe? Who do I know that can handle something like this?
My mind is running a mile a minute. But, I don't seem to be able to come up with a solution. I keep thinking that surely I know someone that can help with this mess.
Shoving my chair back from my desk, I get up and move to the window, peering out at the ever-present rain covering the city. Running my fingers through my hair, I try to figure out just what I'm going to tell the boys. I have to tell them about the island option, but I also want to be sure they understand that if they decide to stay put, they are probably going to have some unwanted visitors… in the very near future. We will need to have some sort of a contingency plan in place. I know Edward is completely comfortable with the guns we have at the house, but I don't know about Jasper.
Sighing, I turn back to my desk, staring at the phone sitting there. I should call them as soon as possible. Raking my fingers through my hair again, I decide to call them just as soon as I figure out what I'm going to tell them.
As I reach for the telephone, my pager goes off. At the same time, I can hear over the PA system, "Code Blue." Damn. I see its Hunter. I run down the hallway, wondering what happened. He was doing so well, I expected to send him home in the next day or so.
The code team is rushing the crash cart into his room as I slide through the doorway.
"What happened?" Hunter is convulsing, clawing at his chest.
"The alarms started going off at the Nurse's station. I got here as quickly as I could and found him like this." The head nurse reported. "His visitor must have just left, right before this happened."
I see a syringe dangling from his IV line. "What is this?" I pull it out and look at it. There is still some medication in the syringe. "Who ordered medication for Mr. Hunter?" As I look at the faces in the room, all of them shake their heads. Capping the needle, I stick the syringe in my pocket. Something tells me that I should look a bit closer at this. Something just isn't right. "Get a blood sample." The nurse looks at me, questioning. "Now!" I bark at her. I want to know exactly what is in his system, besides what was in that syringe. She draws the blood and places the vial in my hand. I put it in my pocket along with the syringe.
After working on him for over an hour, the team calls the time of death and I sign the death certificate. I'm frustrated. This man should have not died from this sort of injury. Nothing indicated any underlying heart conditions… and yet… his heart stopped. Why? Hopefully, the post mortem and the lab results from the syringe and the blood sample would tell us what happened.
I need to let Det. Swan know about his partner. He's going to take it hard. I find myself back in my office without really registering my route. Slumping into my chair, I lean back, closing my eyes for a minute to gather my thoughts.
So much has happened today. Det. Swan revealed he knows where the boys are… and just how easy it was to find them. And now Hunter has died. The worst part… he shouldn't have died. Something is not right.
Reaching across my desk, I grab the phone and call Det. Swan. After a couple of rings, Charlie picks up.
"Yeah?"
"Charlie… Carlisle."
"What can I do for ya, doc?"
"I need you to come down to my office."
"Okay…" I can hear the question in his voice. "Tomorrow morning okay?"
"No. You need to come now." I hate to give news like this over the phone, but if I have to in order to get him here today, I will.
"Can't wait, huh? Okay. You want to tell me what's going on?"
Looks like I'm going to have to tell him… "Sit down, Charlie…" I start.
DPOV
I can't believe that asshole actually thinks I'm gonna pay him for a name. As far as I'm concerned, James has outlived his usefulness. That sucker is getting way too cocky. I think it is time to cut him off… permanently.
A hand slipping up the inside of my thigh distracts me. Looking down, I see Heidi smirking at me, her tongue sliding across her lips in what I'm sure she thinks is a seductive manner. Yeah… well… not. She just looks like what she is, my property, my sex slave. However, I smirk, she does give really good head. Obligingly, I raise my hips as she pulls on my slacks and boxers. As they slide down, my rock hard cock pops up, slapping my stomach. Heidi eyes the drop of pre-cum collecting in the slit and stretches her tongue out, capturing it, her eyes closing and a soft moan escaping her.
Grabbing handfuls of her hair, I push her down on to my throbbing cock. "Suck me, bitch. Take it all." I practically growled at her. She sucked me deep into her mouth, her tongue fluttering around me. The woman has a mouth like a vacuum cleaner! She could suck chrome off a bumper. I am not gonna last long. Holding her head still, I begin to pump into her, fucking her mouth. Pushing in as deep as I can get, I feel my release building. "Gonna cum… swallow it… ohhhh… swallow it all." Shouting, I fill her mouth with my seed. I watch as she swallows every drop. "Good girl. Don't spill any of it."
As she licks my cock dry, I pull away and tuck myself back into my pants. She sidles up close to me, wanting to snuggle and probably hoping I'll return the favor. Not happening. I have a job for her. I pat her on the head and stroke my fingers across her cheek.
Standing, I motion to her to follow me. "I have a job for you, Heidi." She follows me into my office. "Sit." She obeys and sits in the chair facing my desk. I cross the room behind her, going to my wall safe. Making sure she is facing forward, as she should be, I put in the combination and open the safe. Toward the back of the box, is a small black case, about the size of a pencil case. I pull it out, close the door on the safe and move to my desk, sitting down in my leather chair.
Heidi's eyes follow the black case as I set it before me on the desk. "I have a job for you." She nods and waits for instructions. Opening the case, I turn it slightly so she can see the syringe inside. Her eyes meet mine in a silent question. "You don't need to know what is in it, you just need to know what to do with it."
"Yes, Sir."
I have to admit, I am pleased at how well she has taken to her training. She obeys quickly and without question.
"You are to go and see James again. Blow him. When he's finished and relaxed, inject this into his IV tube. Understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
"As soon as you have injected it, get out of the room and the hospital quickly. A car will be waiting for you in front of the hospital."
She nods.
"Repeat your instructions."
"I am to go see James, blow him and then inject this into his IV." She points at the syringe.
"Good, and then?"
"Get out to the car waiting out front."
"Right." Closing the case, I hand it to her. "Put this in your bag." She takes it and reaching down, grabs her bag from beside my desk, and tucks the case inside.
Standing, she looks at me. "You want me to go now?"
"Yes. In fact, I'll drive you, myself."
As we pull up in front of the hospital, I remind her to get out as soon as she injects the IV. "Remember, that stuff works fast, get it in and get the hell out."
Leaning across the console, she brushes her lips across mine. "I will remember, my master." Damn. I wish she wouldn't do that. Now, I'm hard as a rock and she's gonna go blow someone else. Yeah… later is gonna be good.
I watch as she walks up the sidewalk to the entrance. As she goes in, I ease the car around the drive to an area where I can wait for her without being bothered by security. Putting my window down a bit, I pull out a cigarette, light up and pull in a deep lung full of smoke. The nicotine gives me a sense of relaxation.
I considered doing it myself, but I don't want to risk running into Swan. I have to admit, I would love to watch James's eyes when he realizes he's a dead man. Guess I can't always have what I want. But, I know that he will know that his death is at my orders. That's almost as good. Almost.
Glancing over at the entrance, I see Det. Swan leaving. Jeez. Talk about close! I slide down in my seat and watch as he climbs into his truck and drives away.
Twenty minutes later I see Heidi coming out the front entrance. I start the engine as she hurries over and jumps into the car. She looks shaken. "Problems?" I ask her as I ease the car out of the parking area and into traffic. Watching the rearview mirror, I am happy to see that we are not noticed or followed.
"No. But I heard them announce a 'Code Blue'. Is he dead already?"
"Yup. By the time the machines alerted, it was already too late. And that stuff doesn't leave any residual to let them know what happened. They'll think he just had a heart attack." I laughed. Reaching out my hand, I asked for the case. "Let me have the case, baby. I need to dispose of it, so no one can ever point at us for his death."
Digging in her bag, she pulls out the case, handing it to me. Opening it, I see it's empty. "Where's the syringe?" A look of horror washes across her face.
"Oh… the machines were screaming… and… you said… you said… to get out quick." Her eyes are wide and full of panic.
"You stupid bitch!" Reaching across the console, slap her across the face hard enough to stun her. Her nose looks to be broken and is bleeding all down the front of her blouse. Looking around, I see a park. That will work. I pull into the park and follow the road as it meanders around. Finally, it leads to an isolated area. Heavily wooded, no one around… this will do just fine. Reaching into my coat pocket, I pull out my knife. Pressing the button, the eight-inch blade whips out. Heidi stirs at the sound, turning her face to me. Her eyes widen as she see the knife. I grab her by the hair with one hand and open the car door with the other, dragging her out of the car and off the road into the trees. She begins to beg.
"Please…. no… Demetri, baby… you know I love you! Please don't do this!" She struggles to get loose, but I keep tight hold of her.
"Stupid bitch. You left evidence behind. They'll know he was killed. Stupid, stupid bitch." Pulling her back to my chest, I put the knife to her throat. "Good bye, baby", and with that I slit her throat from ear to ear… her scream reduced to a gurgle as the blood pours from the gaping hole. I throw her body away from me and get back in the car, driving away.
The small group of boy scouts that are camping in the area ease out from their hiding places behind the trees… one of them pulling out a cell phone.
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