Who Shot the Bitch Troll?

I'm back after a terrific vacation! For those of you who may be wondering, I am purposely weaving other storylines into the murder mystery. I am testing out some secondary plot lines to see if they catch anyone's fancy. Feedback, please!

Chapter 5

Gail

Despite all of the upset and nonsense caused by the murder of that wretched woman, it has been a very merry Christmas for all of us. I could never abide the woman, especially the way that she would waltz into the apartment every now and then as if she owned the place. As the housekeeper, it is my job to do my work efficiently and be as "invisible" as possible to everyone in the house. However, I do have a pair a of very sharp ears.

I do not understand how anyone, as intelligent as Christian Grey could permit himself to be utterly manipulated by that creature. He must have been blind to the fact that she was controlling nearly every move he made. She had fooled him completely into believing that she made him everything that he was and he would have ended up in the gutter without him. She convinced him that they were two of a kind and he needed to continue all of that "Dom" business to maintain relationships with women.

But was he happy? Anyone with two eyes could see that he was not. Jason often worried that no matter how much money he made he would never derive any real satisfaction. And of course he refused to form any kind of meaningful relationship with any of the women he brought home. Of course, they only served to further encourage his unhealthy lifestyle. But now that that evil woman is finally gone, we finally had a normal holiday season.

I am still amazed at my Christmas gift from Jason. The diamond engagement ring is absolutely perfect! I knew that he had been seriously thinking that it was time for us to get married. We have been "dating" for the past three years. Of course, we live together and have all the benefits of marriage, but just have not gotten around to making anything official.

Then we received a very definite hint from Mr. And Mrs. Grey that they would support our marriage from all of the effort that they put into creating a more private apartment for us at the new house. That has been one of Jason's worries; that Mr. Grey would be afraid that if we did get married, it would somehow impact our ability to do our jobs to his very exacting and demanding standards.

But in the end, I believed that it was Sophie who tipped the scales for him. I was perfectly happy to keep things at status quo. Living together was acceptable to my way of thinking, although my sister thought that we should just tie the knot once and for all and be done with it. However, after Mrs. Grey went to the trouble of decorating a bedroom for Sophie, exactly as she wanted it, the child naturally wanted to be able to use it for overnight visits.

It was at this point that Jason's ex-wife Jeannine stepped in. She told Jason that under no circumstances could Sophie spend the night with us as long as we were unmarried. Jason grumbled that it had not been a problem for Sophie to live with her and her second husband before they were married, but since Jeannine has primary custody, there was not much that he could.

A few weeks ago, Sophie, rather amusingly, sat the two of us down during a visit and asked us politely if we would mind getting married so that she could come for overnight visits.

"Do you want to see us or stay in your new room?" asked Jason curiously, but also in a teasing tone.

Sophie looked back at him solemnly with her lovely, hazel eyes and replied, "I want to spend more time with you, Daddy. Please, Daddy, won't you marry Gail? And Gail, I promise that I won't be a bother."

"Sophie," I said immediately. "You could never be a bother. We love it when you come to visit."

She looked at me very seriously.

"My Mommy says that you will think that I will be a bother if I come more often," she explained. "She says that you will want Daddy all to yourself."

Jason and I looked at each. Neither of us wished to say what we really thought of her mother and that statement. Instead, I decided to dodge the issue.

"Sophie, if you like, I will call your mother and let her know that you will always be welcome in our home whether we are married or not," I stated. "I enjoy your visits very much and you are certainly no bother."

Sophie smiled her shy smile and said, "Thank you, Gail. I knew that you would say something like that."

Then, she walked over and put her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. I gave her a tight hug and a kiss on each cheek. She then looked over at Jason.

"Daddy," she asked again. "May you and Gail please get married soon?"

He looked back at her, still a bit bemused by the exchange and answered, "I shall seriously consider it."

Jason is a serious man. He does not make hasty or impulsive decisions. Even though the topic had been under discussion for about a year between us, he wanted to make sure that the timing was right and that I didn't mind his long hours working for Mr. Grey. But having been a Navy wife, I was already used to having a husband who was frequently away, and for months at a time. Besides, when the new baby comes, I will be spending more time helping Mrs. Grey anyway.

It is an odd thing that I had always wanted a child, in particular a daughter, but for some reason it had never happened. I have never felt especially motherly towards Sophie, but then again I have spent very little time with her and always on Jeannine's terms. I suspect that when she is with us for longer periods of time that may change, but I don't want to give her mother any reason to feel threatened by me.

No, I don't really see Sophie as a daughter, but since I have met her, I have always felt very protective of Mrs. Grey, Ana. I was really very surprised when Jason first told me about her. She was unlike any of the young women that Mr. Grey had brought home before. She was sweet and innocent and Mr. Grey treated her very differently. Jason said that he was rather "tender" towards her and seemed captivated. And ironically, it was she who interviewed him when they met rather than vice versa.

Most shocking to me was when I went in to make up his bedroom following her first overnight visit, after he left with her to return to Vancouver. I had gone to the upstairs room first and discovered that her bed had not been slept in. Then I went to make up his room and discovered that not only had the young woman slept with him in his bed, she had in fact been a virgin. Knowing about Mr. Grey's sexual preferences, I felt very concerned for the girl. Jason had told me that she was young, but I was amazed by this.

It was at this point, that I began to feel a sympathy for young Miss Steele, sight unseen. While I was not sure if I thought that it was a good thing for her to enter a relationship with Mr. Grey, I wanted to have the chance to meet her. I knew that she must be special. But I had always had minimal contact with the previous women. Still, I thought that perhaps this one would be different.

Jason was down in Portland for the week with Mr. Grey. He did call a couple of times and told me how he had stopped Dr. Trevelyan from entering his bedroom while they were "at it." Then, Mr. Grey introduced Miss Steele to his mother. She nearly had a stroke from the shock, but she clearly was happy to see not only that her son was not gay, but that he had found himself such a nice girl.

When he returned on Friday, he gave me a long list of things to prepare so that everything would be just right for her visit on Sunday. Then, on Monday morning, he walked out of his room to inform me that Miss Steele had spent the night (once again in his room) and would be out for breakfast shortly. He seemed very proud of himself and had forgotten that I knew from Jason that she was there already.

The minute she entered the kitchen, I could see that she was deeply embarrassed. She was just as Jason had described. Although, she was another fair-skinned, brunette, there was a certain innocence that radiated from her being, even after she returned from his office where they had obviously "at it" again.

From then on, I decided to make little Ana, as she insisted that I call her, as comfortable as possible. I was very disappointed when she walked out on him the following weekend. But Jason said that if anyone was more torn up than Mr. Grey, it was that poor child. I can only imagine what he did to her, but I know that it would not have taken much in that "playroom" of his to upset her. And it was obvious that she simply adored him.

When they reconnected, I did everything that I could to make her feel welcome and at home. They were an odd pair in some ways. Although he was so strong and controlling and she seemingly fragile and submissive, they fought like cats and dogs over just about everything. And then after they fought, they made up.

And there were so many crises to deal with. I had to deal with that crazy ex-girlfriend Leila and then Ana did as well. She was nearly attacked by her former boss, Jack Hyde. That precipitated another fight because she had not been using her Blackberry to email him. She was distraught when his helicopter crashed and for a time we didn't know where he was.

Then they became engaged and married, all very quickly. However, the real turning point in my relationship with Ana came when Mr. Grey walked out on her when she told him that she was pregnant. All I wanted to do was comfort her and care for her. She was so disappointed whenever she came home from work or down to breakfast and he wasn't there. I worried about her and the baby and knew at that point that she had become like the daughter that I never had.

After her near death experience with that lunatic Hyde, I decided that I was going to protect her any way that I could, even if it meant occasionally defying Mr. Grey's orders. Mr. Grey was creating all kinds of stress in the house between reading every pregnancy book ever written and then trying to implement a million different recommendations.

If I had ever felt like quitting it was then, but I stayed for Ana. I could see that she needed some kind of buffer, so Sawyer and I organized our plan to give her some normal downtime. Mr. Grey still doesn't know about it, but since the scheme has Dr. Trevelyan's blessing, I am not too worried.

And now for Christmas, Jason has given me a beautiful engagement ring, which, he tells me, Sophie helped to pick out. It is simple and elegant. My sister was thrilled when she saw it. I know that she has been thinking that we have been living in sin these past years, but I no longer care.

In mid-January, Mr. and Mrs. Grey are going to Aspen for the weekend and Jason and I will be going to Las Vegas to get married. There are actually a few places where you can go where it is not totally tacky. As a wedding gift, Mr. Grey is providing us with a luxury suite at the Bellagio, not to mention first class airline accommodations. Mrs. Grey was so excited when she heard, that she wants to take me shopping for a dress to wear. She knows that I am not interested in a wedding dress, but she would like to find me an elegant suit.

Their kindness and generosity is outstanding. In a couple of days we will be moving to the new house. I am looking forward to working in the new kitchen that Ana and I designed. They still plan to come back to Escala occasionally, but Ana really doesn't want to ever leave the new house. Mr. Grey has become resigned to that fact that he will have to commute back into the city. Jason doesn't know what his problem is since he doesn't have to drive or take public transportation.

Ana has the same commute, but she has said that she wants to wake up each morning to her view of the Sound. I can hardly blame her. I have to admit that as far as locations go, it is much nicer than being in the city. I cannot get over the difference that Anastasia has made in all of our lives since she came. She had not only made Mr. Grey a happy man, she has made all of our lives better. I would do anything to protect that sweet, young woman.

Elliot

Christmas with Kate's family was exactly what I expected that it would be. We had already developed a nice, easy-going relationship back in Barbados. But now that I've asked Kate to marry me, I've been accepted as one of the inner circle. The Kavanaghs are a tough, independent breed, so it's a good match.

At first, I was attracted to Kate because she was sexy as hell and feisty when it came to Christian. Most women drool all over him when they first meet him. But when we went in in looking for Ana, she asked him "what the fuck" he was doing there and then that Jose had the situation under control. That pissed my little brother off and he went stomping outside to find them.

Then, she cast those gorgeous green eyes on me and I was a goner. She asked me if I wanted to dance and the next thing I knew, I was out on the dance floor watching this girl throw all her best moves at me. It was obvious that she had one thing on her mind when she waved off Christian and Ana. Once they were out of sight, she was all over me, grinding her body against mine as if she would take me on the dance floor.

That night in her apartment was incredible. I have had very few women who was as feisty and had as much stamina as she did. She's a screamer and so am I, so we had some damn fine and loud fucking. I was only too happy to stick around for a another night. All that I could think was that she was addictive and before I knew it, I was offering to help the girls move to Seattle and then, I couldn't help myself, decided to follow her to Barbados.

I was lucky that her parents were so cool about it. Her Mom and Dad are both pretty strong people, and they raised Kate to take care of herself. After a few nights of her sneaking off to my room, her Mom just told us to share. It was certainly a lot more convenient. Plus sneaking around made me feel like I was back in college or something. At thirty, I'm definitely past all that shit.

I still find it difficult to believe that Kate and Ana are the same age. Kate looks older and more sophisticated, and personally, I think that Ana could pass for a high school girl. It totally blew me away that Christian was interested in her of all women. And Kate tells me that until they started dating, Ana had no fashion sense whatsoever. Kate always told her that she had the goods, but just didn't know how to show them off.

Another part of that was having very limited funds. No two ways about it, Christian bought her a whole new wardrobe right after she moved in with him. Kate told me that in the beginning, they fought constantly over the fact that he was always buying her stuff: laptop, Blackberry, car, iPad, and new wardrobe. Ana was afraid that everyone would figure that she was some kind of gold digger or "ho."

And Ana has always been fiercely independent, insisting on paying Kate rent when her parents were picking up the tab for the apartment. She was always embarrassed because when she took local trips with Kate's family that she couldn't reciprocate. But knowing my little brother, the fact that she couldn't care less about his money was probably what attracted him. Christian likes the power trip of paying the whole restaurant tab or flying the family around in his company jet.

I know, however, that he has no use for people who try to sponge off of him. Since he's met and married Ana, I figured that he had avoided the whole dating scene before because he didn't like the way the girls fell all over him for his looks and money. Then Ana comes along, all innocent and unworldly. And, boom! He's hooked. In business, he has this thing about taking failing companies and turning them around. I think that maybe he saw the potential in Ana and wanted to pull a Professor Henry Higgins on her.

When I think about his really shitty start in life, I figure that he has been avoiding commitment because he didn't want to get hurt, and well, one look at Ana and you know that she wouldn't hurt a flea. I just wish that I could have been a fly on the wall when Mom almost walked in on them in bed. That's not the kind of story that my Mom would go repeating to the whole family, but I think that she was so glad that he wasn't gay that she was just dying to tell the whole world, even though she never would.

This afternoon, Ethan and I had a long talk about Mia and he told me point blank that even though he liked her and thought that she was a sweet kid, she was trying to move way too fast for him. Especially since he was surprised to find out that she was the same age as his sister Kate. With that point of reference, Mia doesn't stand a chance. And she doesn't do much to help herself when she starts acting like a kid falling all over Christian and doing nothing with her life except shopping and go out clubbing.

I guess that I've been blind to it because to me she's always going to be my baby sister, but looking at through Ethan's eyes has kind of sobered me up. I'm glad that she's going to Seattle in January to get a degree. And I agree with Christian. Even though he would have set her up with a strong team to handle the business end of things, she is just way to immature to manage her own catering company. She's so spoiled and impulsive that she would probably run it into the ground in six months.

At least I know that Ethan has a soft spot for her. He's doing his best not to hurt her feelings while not building up any unrealistic expectations. And unlike the way that I feel about Kate, he doesn't see himself settling down with her. Christian and Ana. Kate and I. We all just clicked pretty quickly, but it takes two tango, as Mom always says. I think that in the end, Mia may very well have to find someone else to tango with.

And I don't think that any of the Kavanaghs missed Mia too much today. Mia comes on too strong and tries to dominate the conversation. That wouldn't sit too well with the family, especially since dinner conversation tends to be about politics, foreign affairs, and the latest happenings in the economy. Those are not exactly Mia's areas of expertise. I enjoy it however, more than I would have realized. I've even started to read more than the sports section of the Seattle Times.

Mr. Kavanagh was asking me about the whole Elena Lincoln murder thing, but I think that he knew more about it than I did. Yeah, for some reason after Christian's birthday party she and Mom had a fall out, but I don't know what about. I can't be bothered with all that social crap, and I never liked the woman anyway. There was something about her that kind of creeped me out.

I guess that I wasn't too surprised that Christian had been her silent partner in the salon business after she got hosed in the divorce settlement. He's always been a soft touch when he believes that someone has been mistreated. Despite the fact that I didn't like her, even I have to admit that she had a really good idea and did a damn good job of building up a strong business.

Christian bailed out of the partnership after his birthday party, but I figure that that was because of her disagreement (whatever that was) with Mom. Christian may have felt sorry for her, but he adores Mom and is very loyal to her. And typical of him, he gifted the whole thing to her rather than making her buy him out.

Now, the whole business of her having a dungeon, being a Dominatrix, and having her own collared, submissive "pet boy" kind of reinforced for me that I was smart to stay away from her. I'm just glad that my family didn't have too much to do with her, except for Mom who was just as shocked as anyone. Elena may have been a pervert, but she at least was generous with her money.

It's pretty obvious that beneath that sophisticated veneer, she was a real sicko. Kavanagh obviously wants to get a handle on the story. Whichever news group breaks it is going to make a fortune. His hypothesis is that she ran into some problems with someone into that whole BDSM scene who had her popped off. But those people live so far in the shadows, that it's almost impossible to trace any of them.

And her "pet" Isaac knew shit about her. It's lucky for him that he is such an idiot, because he is obviously too stupid to have pulled off such a crime. But he has also been pretty tight lipped about their relationship, no juicy details. Kavanagh refuses to engage in all of the hypothetical crap that the tabloids keep tossing out about what that lifestyle is like and what she may or may not have been up to.

I was glad when the conversation moved onto the upcoming presidential election in 2012. I really don't like having all that shit in my head. To tell the truth, I'm just as happy that she's gone. I just don't want to have to think about her anymore.

Christian

Anastasia was so thrilled when she learned that Taylor had proposed to Gail for Christmas. She had already planned to surprise them by picking up a tradition that she had seen on the TV show "Downton Abbey" where for Christmas, the wealthy family waited upon their servants and kind of turned things around. I had to admit that I liked the idea. Ana is a great cook and I am more than able to set a table and cleanup. But Taylor and Gail only agreed to it if we would eat with them.

So on the day after Christmas, Ana and I took care of making up the noontime meal. Ana prepared a lovely salmon dish with all sorts of vegetables and rice, Gail's favorite. For dessert she made a wonderful raspberry forte, Taylor's favorite. I don't know how she found that out, but it is typical of her thoughtfulness and kindness. I would never have thought of doing anything like this, but she pointed out that if we want to keep them both around, that little things like this sometimes mean more than money.

Ana was excited about their upcoming wedding plans for Las Vegas. She was disappointed that we couldn't go and that little Sophie wouldn't be able to attend. She had been the flower girl for her mother's second wedding. But Taylor explained that including Sophie would have been more trouble than it was worth and they were already going to be facing enough battles with her mother.

Since the divorce, Jeannine had been subtly trying to pull Sophie away from Taylor by limiting visits and coming up with excuses at the last minute for canceling scheduled visits. Sophie however, has not been playing along. She is terribly excited about the move to the new house and the fact that Ana has decorated a bedroom especially for her in the apartment. Sophie knew about the engagement before Gail did. She helped Taylor to pick out the ring.

Despite the fact that I love our apartment in Escala, I am glad that we are finally making the move tomorrow. I have been very impressed by Ana's efforts at interior design choice of furniture and decoration. Escala quite definitely reflects my taste for the modern, utilitarian style of furnishings. Our new home has a bit of old world charm, but the style is simple and not fussy.

Ana has frequently told me that my apartment resembles an art gallery. The new house looks like a family home. It is quite definitely a place to raise children. Yes, I can finally admit that I am looking forward to having children, plural. Ana insists that our son will not be an only child. She has also pointed out that if we have our children while we are young, when they are grown up and move out we will have lots of time to "grow old together" while we are still young enough to enjoy it. I like the sound of that.

As we discuss all of these things at dinner, I can see that Gail is happy at the idea of more children running around the house, while Taylor is already calculating the security risks and challenges. However, if the children grow up familiar with the security measures they will be much less of a problem than Ana who is constantly rebelling against them.

Unfortunately, after our pleasant dinner, I receive a phone call from Detective Clark.

"Mr. Grey," he says without preamble. "The news is about to break that Mrs. Lincoln died without leaving a last will and testament. Were you aware of this?"

I try to think about it. I had spoken to Elena several times about writing a will but she always said that she had no one that she could leave anything to. I had suggested charity, but she had only said that she would consider it.

"I recommended on several occasions that Mrs. Lincoln write a will," I reply. "She told me that she had no one to leave anything to. I suggested that she arrange to liquidate her assets after she passed away and donate the proceeds and any other money that she had to one or more of the various charities that she was always supporting."

"Did she agree to that?" he asks.

"If she had," I say logically. "Then I am sure that you would have found a will. Elena was very organized about those kinds of things."

"But she had told you that she had no one to leave anything to," he states. "You are very clear about that."

"Very clear," I answer as I start to feel annoyed. "Look. I wish that I could help you out with this, if only to get you off my back. My connection to Elena was all about the business. A will is a very personal matter. All I can say is that she must have ignored my advice. It would not have been the first time."

"I see," he says. "Can you think of anyone else that she may have discussed it with?"

"Have you spoken with the lawyer who handled her business affairs?" I ask.

"Yes," he says. "But he doesn't know anything about it. He . . . uh, said that it was a personal matter."

"Well," I say. "I can't think of anything else."

"I am sorry for taking up your time," he replies politely. "Thank you for your trouble."

Like hell you're sorry for taking up my time, I think. I'm sure that he is afraid of what will happen when the news breaks. Everyone and anyone with a marginal connection to Elena will come out of the woodwork to make a claim.

But Clark has got to be feeling desperate now. He's got a crime that has been getting national attention and he is no closer to solving it than the day he got the case.

Clark

We have finally made the big announcement about the fact that Elena Lincoln did not leave behind a last will and testament. However, since we have specified that all claimants who come forward will have to submit to a DNA test to prove blood relation, no one has come forward. However, I have another avenue to investigate. As per the divorce agreement, Mr. Lincoln is entitled to inherit, provided that she has no living blood relatives.

It will be interesting to find out if he has done anything to pursue this claim. He was the first person to tell me that she had no other family or relatives that he knew of. If he knew that he could inherit, it would give him a platinum plated motive. He had only recently suffered from a hostile takeover, his company destroyed, and his fortune lost. What easier way to replace it than with his ex-wife's business. Even if he didn't want to run it himself, he could easily sell it for a tidy profit.

He does have a rock solid alibi and at the time of the murder, he did not have the money to pay for a hit. However, he could have promised payment after he cam win to his new fortune. Yes, the evidence is circumstantial, but it's better than nothing. In the meantime, another possibility has come to light.

Rumors have been going around the club scene among the young people that Mia Grey was very upset to discover that Elena Lincoln had been behind the media leak of the Christian Grey/Christian Price father-son relationship. Reports are that before Mrs. Lincoln returned from her vacation, she had been making some very dramatic threats regarding the woman.

I know that I am still grasping at straws, but I have decided to interview the friend, supposedly her best friend, who has been identified as the individual who is the source of the rumors. Mia Grey is not viewed by anyone as anything more than a vapid, social butterfly with too much time on her hands. However, she is highly volatile and very impulsive, in addition to being immature.

While there is no way that she could possibly have committed the crime herself, she could easily have paid for someone to do it. At the age of twenty-two, she has unlimited access to her trust fund and she gets regular cash gifts from her brother Christian, who notoriously spoils her and indulges her every whim. She is apparently very jealous of Grey's three newly discovered "little sisters." She blames Mrs. Lincoln for all of her problems.

Lily Jackson and Mia Grey have been friends since kindergarten. Apparently, Lily has had a crush on Christian Grey for years and was very jealous when he married Mrs. Grey. She is not only the same age as Mia, she has the same lifestyle revolving around social events and shopping. Like Mia, her father is a high powered attorney. Even though Lily is not under any suspicion, I contacted him directly to arrange the interview. Why waste time when I know that the kid won't say a word without her Dad present?

I decided to be accommodating and offer to come to his law office. As soon as I enter the conference room, I can see that the girl, flanked by her father and another lawyer is very nervous. I begin by assuring her that she is not under suspicion for any crime and therefore I will not be reading her the Miranda warning like she may have seen on TV. She looks at her father and he nods to her.

"Just tell the truth, honey," he says, encouragingly.

"But, Dad . . ." she starts to whine.

"Just tell the truth," he says firmly, and nods at me.

I know that he just wants me out of his office as quickly as possible. He wants no connection with this mess and quite frankly, Carrick will be enough of a handful if I have to deal with Mia. I plan to make this as quick and painless as possible.

"Miss Jackson," I say quietly. "I understand that Mia Grey had been making threats regarding Mrs. Lincoln while she, Mrs. Lincoln, was out of town. Is this true?"

"Yes," replies Lily. "But it was only because she was pissed that . . ."

Her father immediately interrupts.

"I told you several times, Lily," he scolds. "Only answer the question asked. Do not offer any more information."

He looks at me sharply and I nod.

"So she made threats?" I ask.

"Yes," she says truculently.

"What was the nature of these threats?" I ask.

Lily looks at her father.

"Tell the truth," he says.

"But I don't want to get Mia into any trouble," she says.

I say nothing, but look at Jackson. He is starting to get pissed at his daughter.

"Tell the truth!" he repeats impatiently.

Lily looks down and then away. Finally she speaks.

"Mia said that she wished that she could rip her hair out," she answers. "She said that she wanted to kick her scrawny, little ass all over the place. She said that she wished that she could kill her."

I nod briefly.

"Did she ever say anything about how she might do that?" I ask.

"No, but . . ." she starts.

"Lily," says Jackson harshly.

"Did she say anything about hiring a hit man?" I ask.

"Yeah, but it was a joke," she answers loudly and emphatically so that she can speak over her father's voice.

Jackson is now looking daggers at her.

"Did she ever say anything about having found or contacted a hit man?" I ask.

"No," she replies, and looks at her father.

This is all that I need to ask her. She has simply confirmed the rumors that I had heard from my snitches. I look at Jackson and nod.

"Thank you, Miss Jackson," I say formally. "I have no further questions."

"But . . ." she begins.

"I have no further questions," I interrupt, as I stand.

Jackson and I shake hands. I think that he appreciates the fact that I have prevented his daughter from adding any elaboration to her answers. It wouldn't do herself or Mia Grey any good if she had. All that I needed was confirmation of the rumors. The whole thing sounded as if Mia Grey had been running off at the mouth and making foolish statements about Elena Lincoln. If she's lucky, this shit will stay out of the press.

For the moment, I have a much stronger motive and circumstantial case against Linc Lincoln. I really need to review all of my facts about him. There is something more that I have not yet uncovered in the relationship between him, his ex-wife, and Christian Grey. I suspect that if I can figure it out, then I will finally get a real break in the case.