Things are coming to a head here soon :)

Rachel wasn't sure where to go. She really had no place to stay at this point. Henry had kicked her out of the house she'd been staying in. Rachel sat on a bench in Town Square with her head in her hands. She tried to blink back the tears that threatened to spill out of her eyes. She had left willingly the place that had brought her some sense of security. That security was now gone. As much as she longed to stay there, she refused to be the cause of marital strife for the couple who had taken her in. She now wished that she had thought this through a bit more. Rachel laid herself out on the bench. Just as she started to think things couldn't get any worse, rain started splattering against her small form. She sighed.

"Well this is just great," Rachel found herself mumbling. She shoved the small suitcase under the bench. Hopefully it would be protected. Rachel buried her face in her arms, wondering what she was going to do now? Footsteps alerted Rachel to the person walking toward her. When she looked up, it was Sanjay. He had a beautifully ornate umbrella protecting him.

"What are you doing out here in the rain?" Sanjay asked. She looked up at him.

"I've got nowhere else to go," Rachel replied.

"What about your home?" Sanjay inquired.

"I don't have a home anymore, not sure I ever really did," Rachel admitted.

"What?" Sanjay asked. It was clear he was confused. Rachel suddenly spilled everything. She didn't know if it was the rain, the fear of encountering her captor, or the comfort in Sanjay's warm eyes, but she told him everything that had transpired between herself, Henry, and Felicity. She confessed how afraid she was, and how she had no where to go. Rachel didn't have enough money to support herself. Sanjay had a mixture of disgust and shock on his face.

"I cannot believe that!" Sanjay asserted. "I am appalled!" Rachel felt even more embarrassed. Of course this man would be even more disgusted with her.

"Look," Rachel replied, "I understand why you might not think very highly of me right now..." She trailed off. What else was there to say. She buried her face back into her arms. She felt a tender touch on her elbow.

"You misunderstand, fair lady," Sanjay soothed. "I am not appalled by you, I am appalled by the farmer's behavior." Rachel looked up at the man who was now crouching next to her. She was looking to see if he was serious. The looks on his face was genuine concern.

"Don't be," Rachel stated. "He's only trying up protect his family. I can understand that."

"Well, I for one, cannot allow a fair maiden such as yourself to stay here by yourself. We have plenty of rooms in the mansion. At least stay there for tonight," Sanjay insisted. Rachel protested at first, but then was persuaded as the rain started coming down faster. She took shelter under Sanjay's large umbrella.

"Thank you," Rachel whispered. She allowed the man to walk her away from town square.

Henry settled down on the couch. These days he seemed to sleep more on the couch than in his own bed. Felicity was more than angry with him. He'd finally relented and went to get Rachel back, she was no where in sight. Of course the heavy rainfall did nothing to help his cause. Felicity had berated him, and made it clear she didn't want him around her. Henry sighed, he had only been trying to protect Felicity. Whatever Rachel was involved in, it could potentially be dangerous. He didn't want Felicity put in harm's way. He loved that woman more than anything. There was a soft knock on the door.

Henry opened the door to see Dunhill standing in his door. The mayor looked angry. Henry could only imagine the reason why. Dunhill had been a supporter of Rachel's from the very beginning.

"What can I do for you mayor?" Henry asked.

"I've come to tell you that your loan payment is past due," Dunhill stated.

"I thought you said I could pay whenever I was ready," Henry stated.

"I am merely stating a fact Mr. Jones. Returning to you the same courtesy you offered to Rachel," Dunhill advised. Henry's eyes narrowed. He did have the money, but it was going to be used for a new tractor for the farm.

"Who told you?" Henry asked.

"I did," Felicity informed. Henry turned around to see his beautiful wife with a suitcase in her hand.

"What are you doing?" Henry asked, eying the suitcase suspiciously.

"This is the last straw Henry!" Felicity shouted. "I've supported you in everything that you've done! You've done nothing but make false promises to me. I accepted you when no one else did! Everyone told me not to trust you, but I did! Lately you've been more and more selfish! I cannot stay here anymore!" She started to walk past him. Henry grabbed her arm.

"Just wait a minute!" Henry shouted. Felicity twisted her body to get away from his grasp.

"No Henry," Felicity stated. "I'm leaving." She wrenched herself away from him. Felicity had a well hidden secret. It had been quite a while since she'd been truly happy in her marriage. She had accepted Henry and fallen in love with him. But the more she got to know him, the more she realized how selfish Henry was. Felicity was always willing to be generous. Felicity couldn't handle it any longer. She walked towards the door where Dunhill was standing.

"Mr Jones," Dunhill advised. "I'll be waiting on your payment tomorrow." Henry watched as both his wife and the mayor left the house.

Lyla watched Jack as he lifted some of her heavier inventory around. Lyla was falling more and more in love with her employee as the days passed. Jack had an amazing smile that seemed to radiate his goodness. Many people suspected him of being involved in Kurt's murder. Lyla knew that was not a possibility. She had seen the kindness in his eyes. There was something about Jack that drew her to him. She wasn't exactly sure what it was.

She felt an instant connection with the man she had hired. She had admired him for rebuffing Muffy's advances. Muffy was a woman that was not accustomed to having men say no to her. The look on Muffy's face had been pretty priceless when she had noticed that Jack had slipped out of the shop. The few men that Lyla had dated in her life, Muffy had stolen away.

"Would you like to join me for a home cooked meal tomorrow night?" Lyla asked Jack. Jack looked up looked at Lyla. The look on her face was hopeful and hesistant at the same time. Jack wasn't sure how to answer. He did not want to lead the woman on at all, but he did not want to crush her hopes either. Lyla was such an innocent and almost hauntingly beautiful woman. Jack knew that he was no good for this woman.

"I would love that," Jack replied with a smile. He would have to be really careful to keep the dinner as platonic as possible. Althought the look of elation on Lyla's face made him think that might be harder than he thought.

Vaughn was worried. Not only was he man down, but now Jamie was missing. He hadn't heard from Jamie since he'd left the last town. Will was breathing down Vaughn's neck as Chelsea grew even weaker. Vaughn was desparate for his sister. He needed man power, and had no where else to turn. So when Jack came into the Inn that evening, he decided to take a change on hiring him.

"You said you're looking for more money right?" Vaughn asked directly. Jack hadn't even been able to order his drink yet.

"That I am," Jack replied.

"I need another man," Vaughn stated. "However the job's not exactly on the up and up." Jack looked at Vaughn for a moment. Then shrugged.

"Money's money," Jack replied gruffly. This was the chance he had been waiting for. Hopefully Vaughn's desparation would help him break the case.