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Chapter Two

The searches were driving her nuts. And okay, maybe she was already a little insane, but seriously these searches were getting completely out of hand. It's been three days and the stack was larger now than it had been when she started. She didn't get it. They were so many searches, she had already run out of paper. Twice. Like run out, she had to go buy more from the store, run out. And if it didn't get any weirder, some of the names were almost the same. Like Sara Jessica Newton, Sarah Jean Newton, and Sarah Jane Newtton. Or John Meyer, Jon Mayer, and John Meier. Almost the same name, but with just a tiny difference. Their professions were usually always different. They were different. White, black, old, young, fat, thin, and everything in between. She didn't get understand any of this.

She was going to just let it go. Not mention it or question it. Just do the searches and get paid. But this morning, she came into work with two very high stacks of searches. Two. Very large stacks. She couldn't stay quiet any longer. The mystery behind it all was making her bonkers.

She knocked on Ranger's office door firmly.

"What?" He snapped out.

Steph peeked her head in. "Got a minute?" She asked cautiously.

Ranger sighed and nodded. "Come in, Steph."

She entered the office but she stayed by the door. Just in case. "Um… I was wondering what was up with all these searches. Not that I'm complaining because I'm not but there is a lot of searches."

He blinked and gave her a blank face. She was thinking he was confused. "What searches, Steph?" Ranger confirmed his confusion.

She handed him a stack that she brought with her. "These searches."

Ranger flipped through them and with each one, his eyes become darker and darker. He tossed the searches on his desk and stood up. "I'll fucking kill him." He stalked towards her and Steph jumped out of his way.

She watched him in silent fear as he made his way towards the stairway. The slammed against the wall as he 'opened' it. Steph hadn't completely lost her mind, she didn't follow him, but she did make her way to the monitoring room. Lucky for her, Hal was there.

"Hey Hal."

He nodded at her. "Hey Steph."

"Hal, where did Ranger go?"

"Um…" Hal scanned the monitors, switching a few before finally pointing to one. "He's in the gym…" Hal trailed off as they watched Ranger confront Lester. Ranger pushed Lester hard causing him to hit the wall behind him hard.

"Is there microphones?" Steph asked.

Hal simply hit a button and Ranger's very angry voice filled the same room.

"What the fuck were you thinking, Santos?"

Lester pushed Ranger back. "They're just fucking searches, Ranger."

"You brought her into this, you dumb fuck."

"There's nothing incriminating in any of those searches. I only needed to make sure I was…" He stopped and popped his neck. "I needed the right person. I couldn't get the wrong person."

"You had no right bringing Steph into any of this shit. Her life could now be in danger."

"Newsflash, asshole, her life is always in danger. Me adding to that isn't going to change anything. All she had to do was keep her noisy fucking ass out of my business."

Steph felt her chest tighten with his words. This wasn't the same Lester she had come to know and love. This Lester was different. He was angrier, darker, and meaner. Who was this man?

"You son of a bitch. I should kick your ass out."

Lester laughed but it had no emotion. "Go ahead, Coz." He sneered. "I don't give a fuck. Go kiss her fucking ass like you always do."

Steph inhaled sharply just as Ranger punched Lester. Blood went everywhere. That didn't stop either one of them. They went at each other like animals. Punching and kicking, blood was flying everywhere. Steph couldn't take it anymore. She walked out of monitoring room and towards her desk. She sat down in her chair and took several deep breaths.

Who was that man? That was not Lester. Her Lester was sweet and loving and full of laughter and hugs and corny jokes. This Lester was hateful and spiteful. He never smiled anymore and he never gave her hugs either. She missed her Lester.

"I hope you're happy."

Steph jumped at the menacing voice. She looked up and came eye to eye with dark green eyes filled with hatred and anger. He was covered in blood and shirtless. He looked awful. She shook her head and stuttered.

He shook his head and waved his hand in front of her face. "Save it, Beautiful." The once sweet nickname came out an insult. "You just couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut could you? You only come around when you want something and you always stick your damn nose in where it doesn't belong. Stay the fuck away from me, Stephanie. If you have a brain in the fucking head of yours, you will steer clear of me." He hissed at her, his finger in her face.

Steph watched him stomp away, his words echoing through her head. She felt the tears before she even realized she was crying. She was shaking uncontrollably and she felt like throwing up. She didn't understand. She didn't…

She walked blindly to her car, almost running. She didn't want to see anyone. Not Ranger or Bobby or Tank and especially not Lester. She drove mindlessly back to her apartment, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her heart ached and her chest was so tight she could barely breathe. Lester had never talked to her like that before and she didn't like it. She hated it. Nothing had ever hurt this bad before. The pain in her chest would not reside.

She locked the door to her apartment and went straight to her freezer. She grabbed one of her little pints of Ben & Jerry's and then opened her refrigerator and grabbed the olives and candy bars. She then grabbed the six pack of beer she bought too. With Ranger's money, she made herself a peanut butter and olive sandwich with potato chips while eating ice cream and miniature candy bars and drank beer. She gorged herself until she got sick.

While hugging the toilet, sitting on her bathroom floor, she made a promise to herself. She would figure out what's going on with Lester. She wouldn't rest until he was her Lester once again.