Damon walked out of Stephens doctors office. Once outside he decides to go to aunt Mays flower shop. He wants to get Bonnie her favourite flowers.
"Good morning May. Long time no see." Damon greeted the old woman.
"Good morning Damon. Well you know where I live. Too busy to come and visit me boy?" May asked.
"Extremely busy. I'm sorry May. So how's life?"
"The soul is strong, now the flesh that's a different story. How's Bonnie and the kids?"
"There good." Damon answered and smelled some flowers. Pulling a face at the sweet smell.
"There good? And what's between the lines? Also just good." May asked and folded her arms.
"We're good May." Damon said and smiled sweetly.
"Dont give me that smile. It looks menacing." May said.
"I need my wife's favourite flowers, can you make a bouquet for princess and Kenzie too? please May."
"For my three special ladies. Anytime." May said with a smile.
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The Wiccomb's Mansion
Stella opened the door for the two detectives and welcomed them in.
Please take a seat its so much cooler here. Would you gentlemen want something cold to drink? Don't worry I won't offer you alcohol." Stella said politely. A maid standing next to her waiting for the order.
"No thank you Mrs Wiccomb. Can we start please?" The detective said.
"Yes we can." Stella said and excused the maid.
"I'm detective Harper and this here is detective West. We just want to ask a few questions regarding your husband. Before we begin do you want your lawyer present? Everything will be on record from here on out." Detective Harper said with a serious face.
"That won't be necessary detective." Stella said and tried to smile.
"Okay. How would you describe the deceased?" Detective Harper asked. His eyes serious and intense behind his glasses.
"The what?" Stella asked confused.
"Edward Wiccomb. How would you describe him?" the detective repeated.
"Oh I'm sorry. I'm just not used to people using that word. Edward deceased its still unreal." Stella said and her eyes welled up with tears. "Edward is.. I mean was a loving, doting husband and father. Always putting his families needs before him. Edward was a hard worker. He really enjoyed his work. Last Christmas he took our daughter and me to his birthplace for the first time. He showed us where he grew up before he moved here at the age of twelve. He grew up very poor and he promised himself he will rise up from his circumstances and make a name for himself. He will never let his daughter and wife look into other peoples faces for scraps like his father did." Stella said and sobbed. "Excuse me." Stella said and blew her nose out loudly.
Detective Harper nodded and write down something in his note book.
"When last did you see your husband alive?" It was again detective Harper asking the questions.
A vision of Edward with a bullet wound in his head staring at her in disbelieve, flashed through her mind. Stella shook her head and said softly. "Before he left for work in the morning. We had a gala event at our home that evening. He was suppose to show up, but he never did."
"How many guest was at this event?" Detective Harper asked.
"Gee its hard to say. People invite people. I don't know. Must have been more then one hundred." Stella said.
"But you do make a formal list. If its possible can we have it?" detective Harper asked.
"I can have it tomorrow." Stella said. She looked calm and collective, but inside she was a mess.
"Thank you. One more thing. Do you think the deceased might have had any enemies? Unsatisfied clients with a grudge. Fights in the past or recent fights? Did he ever mention something like this to you?" Again detective Harper asking the questions.
"Not that I know of. Edward never talked about his work with me. He left his work and work. He was strict on family time." Stella said.
"Just as long as he bring home the bacon." It was detective West speaking. A handsome face and on any given day I would have flirted with him, but he looks dangerous. With intense blue grey eyes and that voice. Sending shivers down my spine. Stella thought to herself.
She mustered up a smile.
"You have a beautiful home. He design it?" He said it more like a statement that's why Stella asked him how did he know Edward designed it.
Detective West smirked and said. "It was a question Mrs Wiccomb. Looking at this home. Makes me think the deceased must have carved out every room, every corner in a block of clay. Exceptionally well crafted with a knife. The deceased had a deep cut on his hand. It severed a nerve. That would have meant the end of his career, but he would have lived. Now, it was the bullet wound in the head that did it. Mrs Wiccomb do you mind if we take a look around?"
Stella felt like vomiting. "Sure, we can start down here." Stella said and tried to smile.
"That won't be necessary. Just show us the main bedroom. A bedroom says a lot about a person and his character." Detective West said.
"Sure. Follow me." Stella said. On legs that felt like spaghetti. She led the two detectives to her and Edwards bedroom. Repeating the verse in her head over and over ... do not faint, do not faint, do not faint...
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School closed early today and the excited learners were already home to enjoy their Friday afternoon to the max.
The Grants Home
Connor came running out of his room almost knocking Keira over.
"Hey watch it. Your in a house not on a running track." Keira said to him.
"Sorry I've got places to be." He said but Liv stopped him before he could run out of the house. "Come in here mister. Kitchen now." She said and smiled.
"We guys are meeting at the Lake. I'm already late." Connor whined.
"Who did you ask? And where's your sunblock and hat? Your not used to this heat." Liv said and ruffled his hair. "So, sunblock and hat. Four agents with you. Non negotiable. So what's it going to be?" Liv asked.
"You drive a hard bargain Mrs Pope. Okay deal." Connor said and quickly kissed his mom goodbye on the cheek.
Keira came into the kitchen wearing cut off jean shorts, a white sun hat and a cute T-shirt with the words Wakanda forever on the front.
Wow like the t shirt. Where you off to? Liv asked with a smile.
"Thanks mom. Waiting for Stacy and Kenzie. We're going over to Estelle."
"That's nice of you guys. She needs all the support she can get right now." Liv said and hugged her daughter.
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The Salvatore Home
Bonnie with the twins, Zoe, Alex and Justin decided to cool off in the pool. Bonnie laughed at the playfulness of the children. Zoe and Justin handled the twins on their cute yellow ducky duck baby floats. Racing against each other with the twins who enjoyed every second on their yellow ducky duck baby floats. Alex were playing referee for them.
Bonnie got out of the swimming pool and said over her shoulder. "Going to get more juice, drinks and snacks.
Damon found his wife bend forward in front of the fridge. Water dripping from her curls, back and firm smooth behind. Covered in a green two piece bikini. He lightly trailed his finger over her behind. Bonnie jumped up with a shriek. She turned around and smacked Damon hard on the cheek.
"Ouch." Damon said and smirked.
"What do you think your doing?" Bonnie seethed.
"I'm sorry I could not help myself babe. Flowers for the most beautiful woman in the world. Where's my girls? May send them flowers." Damon's eyes roamed over his wife's body. He swallowed hard and said. "You look beautiful Bonnie."
"Are you saying this because you really mean it or are you just horny for a fuck? Go to the bar Damon." Bonnie said and turned her back to him. Taking out food and drinks out of the fridge.
"Where are the kids?" Damon asked. Hurt expression his face.
"We are enjoying ourselves at the pool and I don't want you there." Bonnie said and walked out.
Leaving a stunned hurt Damon alone in the kitchen.
"Where's dad?" Zoe asked when her mom came back.
"Maybe his still in town." Bonnie answered vaguely.
"Wish he could join us." Zoe said with sad eyes.
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