Annie Culstee peering out the patio windows, taking a sip of tea from the mug her long slender fingers area holding. Her hazel eyes taking in the beautiful soft white clouds with the blue sky as it's background. Feeling the warmth of the sun's rays on her brown oval shaped face. Thinking to herself five years ago today, she divorced her cheating husband. At thirty-five she had a baby girl, which was the only consolation of that marriage. Working for the Government was an exciting job, since that is how she meet her ex-husband. A smile appearing on her small lips, as her thoughts are interrupted by footsteps coming toward her. Turning around as her daughter Mila approaches her tan boots clicking on the hardwood flooring, dressed this morning in blue jeans, orange short sleeved shirt exposing her brown slender arms. "Mom!" shouted approaching, her brown short styled hair bouncing with her every move. Her hazel eyes glancing down at her watch with a concern looking appearing across her brown oval face.
"Yes," replied Annie walking to the kitchen placing her mug in the sink, with a smile appearing on her lips. "Are we going riding or not?" hands on hips stern look on her petite face." I have tennis practice at 2 o'clock.
"Yes, Yes, go saddle the horses while I go lock up the house." Annie turns leaving the kitchen heading toward the front door making sure it is locked by giggling he knob. Glancing down at her black knee length boots with the zipper not zipped all the way up. Bending from the waist her blue jeans fitting all the curves it is suppose to fit, her yellow cotton shirt flowing around her waist. Walking toward the patio doors as Annie's cellphone rings, placing to her ear answering, "Hello!" closing the patio door checking making sure it's locked continuing talking," Hey, Patsy, how are you? Yes, Mila and I are taking the horses out for a run this morning, wish you could join us. Sure- I can meet you at the restaurant Rusty's at noon. Ok, see you there-bye." Placing the cellphone in her back hip pocket as she reaches the stable. Mila, handing Annie her reins to a tall black Shire with white hair covering his hooves. With one quick move Annie swings her long leg over the black saddle. Mila, is sitting tall on a brown and white paint with red ribbons in her mane. They bring their horses to a gallop. The wind tossing their hair both smiling trying to out run the other. The smell of honeysuckle in the air as they gallop thru the grass.
Off in the distance there is a male figure tugging on a rope, which is around a brown cow. Getting closer bringing their horses to a trot as they encounter a short Hispanic male, mud on his boots and also on his blue jeans. Turning toward the horses approaching with rope still in hand, with a frown on his brown face as he wipes sweat of his forehead with the sleeve of his red checkered shirt.
"Good morning, Miss Annie."
"Need any help Grady?" shifting her weight in her saddle.
"Bell, here wondered off I guess this morning and got stuck in the mud since she can't see that well."
Grady hands the rope to Annie, "Grady, get behind her and push while I pull."
Grady gets behind the cow with two pushes and pulls the cow is out of the mud. Mila, thinking this is so funny, has been videoing the whole scene with a big smile on her lips. Glancing over at Mila, with a raised eyebrow asking," Don't tell me you going to put this on Tic Tok?"
"Yes, this is so funny," wide smile on Mila's face. Shaking her head Annie returns her attention toward Grady. "When you get back to the Double S Ranch put her in a pen by herself. I will have the Vet come out and check her vision." Grady leads the cow into the trailer shutting the gate and giving Annie a thumbs up sign. Turning the horses toward the Ranch as Mila yells," Beat you to the stable." Both get the horses in a full gallop.
Chapter 2
Pulling up in front of Rusty's Resturant in a Black SUV. Annie glances around the parking lot spotting Patsy's Tahoe, before exiting the vehicle. Dressed in a pair of black jeans and a yellow light weight shirt tucked in the front, sporting a pair of white Nike tennis shoes. Walking up to the door as two Caucasian guys in their mid twenties are coming out of the restaurant. One of the guys sporting a light blue polo shirt and blue jeans holds the door for Annie. A wide smile appears on his slim face, as the words, " Good afternoon," escapes his lips.
With a quick nod of her head and a smile to match Annie proceeds through the door. Walking further into the restaurant Annie notices Patsy, who is wearing a tan button down shirt and a pair of blue jean shorts, as she waves from one of the booths by the window.
"Hey, Girl", Patsy says smiling. "Hey, yourself," sitting down. "You look wonderful, Patsy." A small framed Hispanic waitress approaches their table.
"What can I get you Ladies to drink?" handing the menus to them. Glancing at her watch Patsy with a mischievous smile says," It's 5 o'clock somewhere. I will have a strawberry Margaretta with salt on the rim."
"Oh, Rightee! guess I will have the same but no salt for me." Annie, winks at Patsy with a smile.
"So what brings you to my neck of the woods?"
"I heard the mission Rick was on someone got killed," Patsy says in a low voice after looking around the room. Before Annie can respond the waitress brings their drinks asking," Have you ladies decided what you are going to order?"
"I will have the blue cheese burger with mayo, no onion," Patsy hands the menu to the waitress.
"I will have the Turkey burger, mushrooms, mayo, lettuce, pickle and no onion please," handing the menu to the waitress.
"Both come with either chips or fries."
"Chips," both respond smiling. The waitress continues to write as she walks away.
"To answer your question, not in the least concerned," taking a sip of Margaretta before saying.
"I would have preferred it had been his cheating Ass." Annie is distracted by a short fat man across from their table, who is belittling a waitress. Patsy is speaking to Annie but she is listening and watching the man. Returning her gaze toward Patsy to say," Hold that thought," as she witnesses the man throw a bowl of soup at the waitress, who is apologizing to the red faced man. With one swift move Annie is beside the man catching his arm as he is about to strike the young waitress. Stunned by the grasp on his arm his anger expression says it all.
"What the-----!"
"If I were you I would apologize to this young lady," stern look in her eyes and voice as she glances at the waitress. "Apologize-----for what----!" his face turning redder. Wiping the liquid off of her apron saying," It--It's Ok, I brought him soup that was slightly cold."
Glancing at the grey haired elderly lady across from the man, returning her gaze to the man releasing his arm. "If I was you mom, I would have slapped your face. I could hear your conversation across the room. I am sure others heard it also," pointing a finger at the man.
"Well---I never!"
"I guess you haven't. Be respectful of others and we do not tolerate ruddiness to our employees." The waitress has left as the Manager approaches.
"Sir, as Ms. Annie stated we do not tolerate ruddiness toward our employees. Here is your bill and kindly pay and leave," young tall male hands him his bill as Annie walks back to her table taking a sip of her Margaretta.
"Girl---hear all," Patsy says with a smile. After eating, talking and laughing they pay their bill and head outside. Hugging Patsy asks with a sneaky look on her face, "So are you going to call Rick to see if he is alright?"
"As a matter of fact----No. Let's leave it at that," Annie turns to walk toward her SUV. "You are a mean woman," Pasty jokingly states. Annie just waves a hand in the air before getting into her SUV.
Chapter 3
Opening the window in her room taking in the fresh scent of honeysuckle, Mila returns to her bed covered in a mint green comforter and yellow pillows, as she lays upon several stuffed animals taking up space on her bed, as her cell phone rings. "Bon jour," with her French accent. "Dad! Mila exclaims with a big smile. "Mom's down stairs---Ok." bouncing off the bed heading toward the bedroom door and descending the stairs. Heading toward the kitchen, where Annie is taking muffins out of the oven and placing them on the counter. Continuing her conversation with her Dad on the cell phone." Yes---, Mom it's Dad," handing Annie the cell phone.
"No, You talk to him it's been awhile." "Mom, doesn't want to talk she is taking muffins out of the oven." Mila sits on one of the bar stools at the counter. A deep male voice comes over the cell phone as Mila has it on speaker," That's-- ok---How have you been doing?" Rick is signing paperwork as he chats with Mila. Annie sits on one of the bar stools as she listens to the conversation while sipping from her tea cup. "I am great! Are you coming to Paris tomorrow to watch me play tennis in the tournament?" "Of course I will be there to see you play, plus I have a surprise for you Sweetie." Mila swills," Really, I can't wait." Annie is making faces in response to Ricks statement to Mila. "Well, Sweetie I will see you tomorrow." "Ok-----," Mila responds moving around on the bar stool excited. Dad said he has a surprise for me tomorrow." "That's great---Now our flight is at 9am, have you finished packing?" "Yes," Mila grabs a muffin as her cell phone rings again. "Hey, Carmen." "Tell Carmen to be here at 7am, the car service will be here at 7:30am." Nodding her head in agreement Mila walks off speaking to Carmen on the cell phone telling her what Annie said. Checking the kitchen door and Patio door making sure everything is locked up and turning on the alarm system before heading up stairs to her bedroom. Peeking her head out of her room Mila asks, "Mom-----have you seen my red and white tennis shoes?" Before passing Mila's room responding, "Girl----why would I have your tennis shoes. My feet are bigger than yours anyway."
"Right---," Mila says with a puzzled look on her face before going back into her bedroom. Proceeding down the hallway to her bedroom Annie's cellphone rings. Answering as she sits on the rose comforter, "Hey, Georgio, Yes, we should be there by 8am, the plane leaves at 9am our time. Gets to Paris by 4pm your time. Will it be Carlos picking us up in the morning? Ok, Rick will be arriving either ahead of us, to tell you the truth I am not sure. See you tomorrow. Turning off the light hearing laughter coming from Mila's room, before drifting off to sleep. Mila didn't get much sleep after talking on the cell phone with Carmen all night. Closing her suitcase the doorbell rings.
"I'll get the door it's probably Carmen," Mila's voice filled with excitement as she hurries down the stairs turns off the alarm system and opens the door. Carmen, Hispanic, long brown hair in a ponytail, with big bright brown eyes walks through the door. Immediately, the girls clasp hands jumping up and down. "Mila, I can't wait till we get to Paris" "Me either," Mila responds back with a big smile. "Leave your luggage by the window. Let's go to my bedroom." Both girls run up the stairs to Mila's bedroom. Hearing the footsteps Annie pops her head out of her bedroom. "Ok, young ladies, we have about 20 minutes before the car arrives. Mila, you all packed?" "Yes, Mom," excitement in her voice with a smile. Annie returns to her bedroom as the girls jump on Mila's bed.
"Look at this brochure I got from the Tennis coach," handing Carmen the colorful brochure which reads; The Victor Hugo School International School in Paris France. Each year the school invites an American High School Tennis Team to play in their tournament. The girls squeal even more after reading the brochure. Closing her luggage Annie hears the door bell as she glances at her watch. Walking out of her bedroom with luggage behind her, "Come on ladies the car is here," as she peeks in Mila's room. "Mila, why didn't you take your luggage down stairs when you were going to let Carmen in the house?" "I was so excited," Mila, stated struggling with her luggage. No, words to express as Annie moves her head side to side. Reaching the door opening to a vey tall light skinned young man, with white gloves and a black suit. "Good morning, Miss Annie, I will take those," he stated in a very soft voice taking her luggage. Mila and Carmen look at each other as they express their excitement of the young mans demur. "Ok, ladies, let the young man have your luggage or we'll be late." The girls hand their luggage to the young man as Annie locks the front door. By the time they get to the car the young man is opening the back door bowing as they enter the black sedan. As they are pulling away from the driveway, the girls notice sodas, snacks and other drinks. Noticing the girls in the rearview mirror the young man informs them, "The sodas and snacks you may have," as he smiles eyes returning to his driving. "Ok--ladies you will have one snack apiece, but nothing to drink," her voice with sternness in it as the girls grab a snack.
Chapter 4 It's a cloudy over cast day in Paris France. There is a blue SUV approaching a French Manor house, with a country setting lush greener surrounding the massive wraparound balcony. Several men dressed in black suits holding AK 47's guarding the property. The SUV comes to a stop in front of the French doors being guarded by two men dressed in black suits with AK 47's. One of the guards comes down the steps to open the back passenger door of the SUV. A short chubby man with balding hair and a cigar in his mouth steps out. You can tell he has a business nature about him dressed in black and red pinstriped suit. His second in command steps out of the front passenger seat, dressed in a cream double breasted suit as he adjusts his jacket upon getting out of the car. Both men walk up the steps as the French doors are opened from within. The foyer is graced with an open skylight and small water fountain. Approaching the chubby man is a tall muscular man with a black business suit, extending his hand. "You arrived sooner than expected, Sir." "Yes, the private jet was excellent on arriving here," responded walking pass the out screeched hand. Other men in black suits are heading up the stairs with luggage. Turning to face the chubby man. "Mr. Rodrigues, would you like a drink or something to eat after your long flight?" "Bring me a whiskey," Mr. Rodrigues grunted walking into the study. Sitting down in the leather chair behind the desk looking at the paperwork.
"Sure thing, as you see the contracts are in front of you for your signature." Handing Mr. Rodrigues a glass with a brown liquid in it. "Ok, Paul, that will be all. Oh, yeah, when will the delegates get here? smirk on his face. "They should be arriving by 8pm. I got confirmation from Russia, Arab, China, United States, and Morocco." "Good---Good, he growls before returning to his paperwork and taking a drink of brown liquid from his glass. Walking through the Charles de Gaulle Airport in France with luggage in tow. Annie and the girls find their way to the main entrance, where a young man dressed in a grey business suit is holding a sign with their names listed in pink and blue with stars. So excited Mila says," Mom---Mom it's Carlos," waving in his direction. As they approach the young man begins to smile from ear to ear. "Bon jour--ladies," Carlos, smiles taking the cart with their luggage. "Thank you, Carlos, you look handsome every time I see you. "You are most welcome," with a wink in the direction of the girls. " The car is this way, "extending his hand leading the way. Walking toward a black sedan as a older man, with a grey business suit opens the back passenger door as he bows as they enter. Carlos puts the luggage in the trunk as Annie notices he has a holster and gun under his jacket. Carlos swiftly enters the drivers passenger side. Talking into his ear piece," Carlos, to base we have the packages." Annie turns her gaze toward the driver, "Benson, is Rick at the house?" "No---Miss Annie, he should be arriving shortly," Benson informs glancing in the rearview mirror before returning his eyes to the road. "Miss Annie---would you like a late lunch? "Yes, Carlos, we really haven't eaten since breakfast on the plane." "Ok, anything special you ladies would like Alice to fix?
"Girls, what would you like for lunch?" Annie asks turning her gaze toward the girls on her left. "If Alice can make her famous ham and turkey salad." "There you have it, Carlos." "Carlos, to base, the ladies request ham and turkey salad. Alice's special for lunch," Carlos relayed into his ear piece.
Off in the distance a long driveway with trees lining the way with an occasional bird chirping in the distance. Pulling up to the stone faced entrance of the house as Carlos exits the passenger side to open the door for the ladies. Looking around with a smile on her lips thinking to herself.
"I can't believe this was once a wine house barn that was renovated. Carlos opens the double doors as they enter a long open foyer, with plants gracing the hallway. Benson following with their luggage as he proceeds to ascend the stairs. A middle aged woman with brown hair and sparkling blue eyes descends the stairs dressed in a white short sleeved shirt and black pants. Bowing, "Welcome--Miss Annie," smiling ear to ear. "You look lovely as ever, Alice, it's so nice to see you." "Your rooms are ready and lunch is ready if you ladies are ready to eat. I can take it out on the patio so you can enjoy this slightly breezy day." "Alice, you are always on top of everything, Thank you, come on girls." Turning the girls walk toward patio doors. As the girls are eating their lunch a black SUV proceeds down the long driveway to the Pelican house. Parking the SUV is a tall muscularly build man in his late thirty's exiting the vehicle. Benson approaches bowing as he encounters the man. Handing him his rollaway luggage before saying, "Thank you----Benson," a smile with white teeth showing and a wink of an eye. "The Misses are on the patio eating lunch if you want to join them."
"Great----," Rick walks up the steps, his long strides in his tan khaki pants with the breeze playing havoc with his light weight cream colored shirt exposing his brown physique. Being of Native American descent, Rick always takes pride in his appearance. Walking in the foyer Rick's cell phone rings, glancing down at it he answers," Hello, Casey, you can email me the report. I will look it over and give you a call back." All heads turn as they hear the patio doors open with Rick walking onto the terrace and the water glazing in the swimming pool. Seeing Rick, Mila jumps out of her seat runs toward Rick jumping into his arms screaming, "Dad!" Mila's arms encircling his neck as she gives him a big kiss on the cheek. Annie tossing her brown curly locks from side to side with little expression on her face. Still holding onto Rick as he walks over to the patio table and putting Mila's feet back on the ground. "That was a big welcome home sweetie," smiling with a twinkle in his eyes. Sitting across from Annie as she pours Rick a glass of lemonade. "She has been asking about you every 5 minutes," handing Rick the glass with the yellow liquid inside. "You look lovely," Rick smiles accepting the glass as their hands touch before taking a sip. "Thank you----You look well, I guess you are all healed now. "Annie remarks with an uncaring attitude. "Yes, fit as a fiddle," replies Rick with a smile.
Chapter 6 Several cars pull up in front of the French Manor house, as several men on the balcony point their guns toward the cars. Paul approaches the cars as the drivers open the doors to various men exiting the vehicles. All the men wearing black tailored suits except for the last car, a young Arab man wearing a single robe called a dishadasha or Kandurain grey in color. A ghutrah headdress made of cotton and secured with a agal, a black rope. Behind him is an older gentleman with the same attire but white in color. Walking up the steps to enter the foyer Mr. Rodrigues greets all the men and instructs Paul to show them to their rooms. Each man except for the older Arab has a briefcase handcuffed to their wrist.
Sitting on the terrace patio taking in the stars twinkling bright in the night sky. Annie doesn't hear the patio doors open as Rick appears. Sensing his presents by the cologne he is wearing now that he took a shower, the thought brings a sheepish grin to Annie's lips. Still staring at the night sky saying, "The girls asleep or should I say in bed?"
"Yes, I told them we have a big day tomorrow, so they need all the rest to win their match," extending his long brown finger to grab an apple from the bowl on the table. Rick takes a bit of apple. Annie not turning her gaze toward Rick saying nonchalantly," So has Darren called you since being here?" Noticing her gaze not leaving from the starry night sky and glancing at her curly brown hair flowing in the breeze. "Yes, I spoke with him before coming out here. By the way he says Hello---," a twing of jealousy in his voice. Smile appearing on her lips as her gaze comes from the sky to the reflection of the moon in the water of the pool. That smile turning into a mischievous grin as she responds to what Rick told her Darren relayed. "Darren, always had feelings for me even before we got married," Annie says flirting.
"Yes, I know all to well," Rick says with disgust before continuing his conversation. " What time do we have to arrive at the Victor Hugo International School? "We need to leave here by 10am."
"Great," Rick says before taking another bite of apple. Trying not to glance at Rick with his intoxicating aroma hitting her noise. Thinking to herself, he always knew how to pick colognes. "I already informed Alice to fix a light breakfast."
"Has Mila decided what college she wants to attend?" before taking another bite of apple. "She has two picked out either University of Southern California or University of Bordeaux in France. Tossing his apple core in the wastebasket by the table before saying. "That's great, the college fund we started for her should come handy." "Yes, plus she is getting scholarships already." Standing up pushing her chair back Annie misjudges not pushing the chair back enough she stumbles over the leg of the chair. Quickly Rick gets up and braces her fall with his outstretched muscular arm encircling her waist, pulling her close to his hard body with the aroma of his cologne hitting her nose. "Oh---," escaping from her lips as their eyes meet. Feeling the hardness of his body against hers as her heart is doing double flips in her chest. Looking into her brown eyes with the moon light as their back drop for that moment. Rick's twinkling in the moon light as his lips seek out her supple lips warm and inviting in a quick move. Almost in slow motion Annie gains her composure and pushes his hard body away frustrated. "Stop---right there," Annie knowing her cheeks are red cause she can feel the warmth. "I just thought one kiss for all times sake." Rick with a sheepish grin on his face. "You know those days are long gone. I am sure you have several waiting in the wings that would be more than happy to give you a kiss," saying as Annie steps back and proceeds to walk toward the patio doors. "None waiting, only waiting for your soft sexy body. Besides I like your hair cut." Rick grins as Annie quickly walks thru the patio doors disappearing. Rick following as he encounters Alice walking toward him. Rick towering over the short middle aged woman as she informs him. "All of the doors are locked, so I am heading off to bed, Mr. Rick." " Good night, Alice," watches her walk thru another door of the house to her room. Climbing the stairs Rick notices a light on in the girls room, knocks on the door before entering. The girls are fast asleep as Rick walks over turns off their light, closing the door then walking down the hallway pulsing in front of a cream colored door listening then proceeding down the hallway to another bedroom.
Annie dressed in blue satin PJ's sitting crossed legged on the queen sized bed. Glancing toward the door. With clinched fists hitting the yellow comforter thinking to herself out loud. 'Damn, him thinking he could sneek a kiss,' grunting before getting under the covers and turning off the light. Touching her chest thinking 'Why, is my heart rapidly beating? Be still my heart you are not suppose to be acting like this.' Pulling the covers over her head.
Rick in his room sitting crossed legged on the black comforter wearing green PJ bottoms and a T-shirt talking on his cellphone to a male voice. "We have to be out of here by 0100. Did you find out why Rodrigues is in Paris this weekend?" Male voice, "Apparently he is at his summer house entertaining various dignitaries from different countries. Remember word has it he is coming after you, for killing his only son in that raid we had two months ago." "Yes, I remember the threat. I don't think he would do anything stupid while my family is here, but then again I wouldn't put anything past him." "We are watching from afar and will keep you posted." "Copy that---Will talk to you later got to get some rest a big day ahead." Rick puts his cell phone on the night stand and turns off the light.
Chapter 7
Cloudy sky this morning as a white van pulls up in front of the French Manor. Male figure dressed in all black carrying a shoulder holster approaches the van, opening the doors to females with black hood on their heads. "Come out," he demands. As seven females with wrist restraints attached to each other get out of the van. Pulling the females up the steps and into the foyer of the house. No names area mentioned as a tall male clad in all black with a deep commanding voice instructs, "Take them in the basement and Ms. Rose will take over."
Bowing briefly as the male takes the cord from the male, guiding the females down a long hallway to the basement. Proceeding down the steps one female almost falls and brushes against a female in front of her. "Watch what you area doing, Bitch," female with a heavy Russian accent. "Sorry," trebling voice from an American female. Reaching the bottom of the stairs as a short female dressed in red is approaching the male. "Boss, said you take it from here," male states before leaving. The room has a musty smell and a clothing rack with women's dresses and lingerie is beside the woman. Turning to each female removing their hood and cutting their restraints before speaking. "You can call me Ms. Rose. Over there," pointing toward to a table with sandwiches on it. "Take one and eat so your stomachs will not growl during the show." The females approach the table taking a sandwich and proceeding to eat and sitting on the basement floor. On the tennis court practicing Mila and Carmen are being watched by Annie and Rick in the stands. Back at the French Manor Mr. Rodrigues is talking to his right hand man. "Ok, so the men know what to do?" "Yes, Boss, we have two guys that will be guarding the locker room the two girls will be waiting in till their match." "Ok, everything is going according to plan. Here are the envelopes for the guards." handing the envelopes to the man, before turning to leave. Annie is talking to the Tennis coach, "I haven't seen their players practice this morning," glancing around. "They practiced earlier and they are back in the locker room," female states with hands on hips and wearing knee length shorts and pink polo shirt. "Great, exactly what time is the first match with Mila?" "Mila won't play till 1pm," responded before blowing her whistle getting the attention of the girls playing on the court. Mila and Carmen run over toward Annie and the coach. "Ok, ladies, go ahead in the locker room till it is time for your match. The boys are up next and I am hoping Dwayne and Everett along with you two we can bring home a trophy," coach says with a smile. Annie follows Mila and Carmen into the area where the locker rooms are, as a tall young Hispanic male stops and gives Annie a hug. "Ms. Annie," Dwayne exclaims with a big smile and twinkle in his hazel eyes. "Oh! my gosh---Dwayne, you are taller than me now," smiling and stepping back. "I am 6ft now," smiling ear to ear with racket in hand and wearing white Nike shoes blue shorts and white polo shirt. "Yes, I'm 5'7, you must make your parents proud." "They are, especially since I got a scholarship to Harvard." "I am proud of you also. Go win one for the school." Annie says patting him on the back before he runs off toward the courts. Continuing to walk down the hallway toward the locker rooms as Annie's cell phone rings. "Hello" "Annie, 'Rick's voice with a bit of concern in it. Where are the girls?" "They were heading toward the locker room. They should be there now----Why you ask?" Annie taking off running toward the locker room. Rick's voice is filled with concern, "No, I am here and they are not. The guards area knocked out and the room looks like there was a struggle." "What the F----k," Annie says with urgency getting to the room looking around. Rick helps one of the guards to his feet. "Fred, what happened?" darkness comes over Rick's face. "We got sprayed in the face with mace by two females dressed in black bikini tops and blue jeans both wearing masks," Fred having a hard time seeing. Appearing by Rick's side saying," Looks like the girls were surprised their rackets area in the floor. Rick was talking on his cell phone responding with several cuss words as Carlos appears dressed in a black business suit. Rick turns with that darkness over his gaze towards Annie and Carlos. "The girls have been kidnapped." "What the Hell!" Annie states with a angry tone. "Carlos, bring the car around to the front." Carlos nods his head before turning and running toward the entrance. Approaching Rick and Annie is the Tennis coach. "What is happening? Mila is up next on the court." "A family matter has come up so we have got to go handle it," not waiting for a response Rick and Annie turn and run off toward the entrance leaving the coach scratching her head and puzzled look on her face.
Pulling up in front of the French Manor the girls area being taken out of the van with black hoods over their heads. Man handled up the steps into the foyer of the house as Mr. Rodrigues appears with a big smile on his fat face. Pushing the girls past him toward the basement. "Did you have any problems?" "No, Sir, it was a breeze," the second in command stated. Rubbing his fat hands together, "Ok, let's get started. I'm sure Agent Rick will be gathering his team to find them and we will be waiting," sheepish grin escaping his lips.
Chapter 8
Speeding down a dirt road dust flying everywhere. As they get closer you see a military helicopter landing in front of a clearing. All the while Rick has been on his cell phone cussing and giving orders to whom he is speaking to on the cell. Before getting into the SUV Annie in a fit of anger hitting Rick on his muscular chest with tears streaming down her face. "This is all your fault, that damn mission got our baby taken." Rick letting her fit of anger continue till she realized there was no point. Rick calmly reiterated, "Annie, pull yourself together we have to go get the girls."
Wiping the tears away and taking a deep breathe before entering the SUV.
As they exited the SUV and proceeded toward the building where six men dressed in black military gear approach Rick, two are carrying a black box and sit them on the table. Rick shakes one of the guys hand, "Thanks, for coming Polar Bear." "No, problem," glancing over at Annie. "Mama Bear sorry this happened, but we will get them back." "Nice to see you also Polar Bear. Wish it was under different circumstances." Glancing over at Rick who is looking at a map on the table in heavy conversation. Walking toward the table glancing down at the map. "So where they have the girls is 100 clicks from here?" "Yes,," Rick states. "Papa Bear, we brought everything you requested," a tall guy in black informs Rick handing him a duffle bag and handing Annie one also. "Annie, let's go change and you guys load up the vehicles." Rick commands.
Chapter 9
Another sedan pulls up in front of the French Manor, as a gentleman gets out sporting a big cowboy hat, red checkered shirt, overtop of a pair of Levi jeans.
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