Chapter Five: Alison was Right
Holly was in her room reading over her notes. Stakes and stakes of papers littered Holly's bed, floor and bedside table. She had to get her report ready for her job and send it back to New York in a few days. She lay in her bed papers covering her pen in hand. She tapped it repeatedly trying to think.
Holly sighed and pushed all the papers off of her not caring where they fell. She sat up and placed her feet on the soft carpet floor. She couldn't concentrate. Alison words at breakfast yesterday kept playing in her mind over and over. "How do you know John hasn't cheated on you, huh? It's been over two months Holly he has to have been with someone." Holly sighed and laid on her now paper free bed. She closed her eyes trying to take a nap perhaps that would clear her mind.
Twenty minutes went by and still she couldn't relax herself enough to fall asleep. Holly sat up and looked at the clock. It was four sixteen in the afternoon way too early to retire for the night, so she picked up all the papers she had dumped on the floor and stacked them on the desk.
She stood in the middle of the silent room unsure what to do. Maybe she should call her husband and see how he was doing. She picked up the phone and dialed the number to her home. It rang five times when finally John picked up.
"Hello" McClain said picking up the phone.
"John hey this is Holly" she said.
"Oh, hey."
"I'm just calling to check up on you and Lucy."
"Lucy is fine, she's in the room watching TV and…"
In the background she heard a women's voice. "Hey John where's the whip cream at?"
"Oh it's the back of the fridge" John answered.
Holly clenched her teeth together. "WHO IS THAT WOMEN IN MY HOUSE."
"What?" McClain asked confused.
"You heard me who is that women."
"It Jenna from work…"
Holly slammed the phone on the table. She didn't want to hear any of his excuses. Alison was right John had been cheating on her and with one of his fellow officers. Holly dropped down on to the bed head buried in her hands. The first tear slipped down her pale cheek. She stood up and ripped her wedding ring off her finger and flung it across the room. Holly ran to her hotel room door and wrenched it open and fled her room. She couldn't be alone right now.
Hans was just finishing up a meeting with Karl. The money was getting ready to be moved out and they would be leaving tomorrow afternoon. He had agreed to it and sent Karl back to oversee everything. He was walking through the lobby heading back to his room. He was turning the corner when someone ran right smack into him. He was about to bite the person head off telling them to watch where they were going; but when he looked down to see who it was. Holly looked up at Hans with tears staining face. Her complexion was pale and her eyes were swollen red.
"Holly, what's wrong?" Hans asked.
"I… um…I-I" she stammered over herself.
Hans took her hand and led her to the hotel restaurant. He sat her down at a table and waved a waiter over. Holly couldn't stop herself from crying she was so emotional. The waiter came over and asked them how he could help.
"Can you get us the strongest alcoholic drink in this restaurant" Hans ordered not looking at the young man. The waiter nodded and casted a quick glance at Holly, he turned and left at once. As Hans was waiting for the drinks he kept his eye on Holly. Whatever was bothering her must be pretty serious. Perhaps he could use it to his advantage depending on what it was. He stayed silent until the waiter came back in with a large bottle and two glasses. Hans poured a large shot and forced the cup into Holly's hand. He half held it for her because her hands were shaking so badly.
"Drink" Hans said holding it to her mouth.
Holly took a sip and went to put the glass back on the table but Hans had her drink some more.
"Thank you" Holly whispered.
Hans set the glass on the table and poured himself a drink. "What's wrong Holly?" Hans asked trying to sound concerned.
She shook her head. "I'm fine."
Hans cocked his head to the side watching her carefully. "Clearly you're not when you can't even pay attention to where your walking" Hans stated softly.
Holly was a little taken aback by his words. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to run into you."
Holly made to get up and walk away but Hans took ahold of her hand and stopped her. "Don't leave, if you runaway and don't talk about it doesn't help."
Holly knew he was right but why did he care? She sighed and sat back down at the table. Hans moved his chair so he was sitting very close to her. "Tell me what's wrong."
Holly looked into his beautiful hazel eyes and thought about her husband. She immediately started crying again. "M-m-my husband been cheating on me" she choked out.
Hans bit his lip from keeping himself from smiling outwardly but on the inside he was laughing and planning out his next words carefully. "I'm sorry, tell me about it."
She was a little shocked that he wanted to listen to her problems. "You want to hear my problems?"
"If I didn't want to hear your problems, I wouldn't have brought you over to this restaurant and paid for this bottle of wine. So did you just find out?"
Holly nodded. "I called home to check up on him and our daughter. He answered the phone and I heard a women's voice in the background. She was laughing and eating my food that I bring into the house" Holly said angrily.
"Do you know the women?"
"Yes, she one of the females that work with my husband at his job."
Hans processed the information quickly. It was time to make his move; women with cheating husbands always wanted revenge.
Holly continued. "Maybe it's my fault. All the arguments we've had the past six months drove him away. Or I haven't been a good wife; we haven't been together in two and half months."
Wow he had hit the jackpot she was insecure blaming herself plus he hadn't slept with her husband in a long time. This would make his job much easier, time to work his charms.
"Don't blame your for your husband's mistakes. Your a beautiful attractive women Holly."
Holly sucked in all of what Hans was saying. He was right just because John didn't appreciate her didn't mean that it was her fault. Maybe she should show John how it felt to be betrayed.
"Your right I am attractive and it's not my fault. Plus I've been thinking your really hot. And I want to sleep with you."
Holly moved forward and grabbed Hans by the front of his shirt and kissed.
"Well I wasn't expecting that" Hans thought to himself. Holly grabbed his hand and led him out of the restaurant and towards the closes elevator.
