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Sean stood in the vestibule of the Detention Center watching the rain outside while waiting for Mickey to finish her meetings. He thought it was always interesting to observe the natural wonder of the weather from a dry, comfortable location. A person seldom had the same appreciation for thunderstorms while exposed to their elements directly, so Sean used the varying intensity of the rain as cloud cells moved past in the sky to focus his thoughts on the events of the day.
He wanted to concentrate his thoughts on Amanda Wallace, but he also knew that those thoughts needed and deserved more time and dedicated focus than he would be able to devote to them before Mickey interrupted him. In fact, he needed to give some thought to the subject of ‘Mickey’ itself.
Since they had left the hotel, Mickey had remained professional, but she continued to make it very clear to Sean that she wanted an opportunity to explore at least a physical relationship between them. Sean expected her attempts at seducing him to intensify once she joined him in a few minutes and he knew that his lack of interest would not be easy to disguise.
Mickey was a woman who felt that physical attraction between a man and woman trumped factors such as morality, fidelity, and devotion. When Sean had first met Mickey while he was engaged to Kimberly, she had not been dissuaded by his committed relationship status with another woman in the slightest. Mickey had reluctantly accepted Sean’s moral beliefs on fidelity as an excuse at that time, but now that she knew he was ‘unencumbered’ in her eyes, Mickey was not going to be as tolerant of any moral or ethical arguments against her desires.
Sean had willingly experienced casual sexual relationships in the past, and he definitely thought that Mickey was a desirable woman. So, why did he feel that succumbing to Mickey’s advances now would be even a greater infidelity than when he was engaged to Kimberly? He knew the answer, but didn’t understand it. From the moment she placed her hand into his, Sean felt more committed to Amanda Wallace than he had been in any previous relationship, including his engagement to Kimberly.
Just as his mind began to wander to Amanda, Mickey strode up next to him. Speaking to her reflection in the glass rather than facing her, he asked ‘Ready to return to the hotel?’
‘I won’t be returning to the hotel tonight,’ she told Sean as she moved next to him. She moved close enough for her breast to be rubbing against his arm as they stood watching the rain together. Sean could have sworn that she had been wearing a bra when they had separated earlier for her to attend her meetings while he listened in on the interrogation of the truck driver. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing one now as he felt the softness and warmth of her polo shirt covered breast against his arm.
‘One of my fellow agents is retrieving my things from the hotel and will be picking me up here within the hour.’ She continued, ‘I need to head down to Seminole County to assist with the investigation and interrogations taking place there. Would you like to come with me?’ The invitation was delivered in a sultry tone filled with hope and through their reflections in the glass doors, he saw Mickey looking up at him in anticipation of his answer.
‘Seminole County is the opposite direction of where I need to be,’ Sean said as he avoided her eyes, both in the reflection and by not turning to face her as she stared up at him. ‘I need to deal with some business issues, and I suppose Amanda could use some support and assistance with the girls over the next few days.’
‘My team can assist Amanda with the girls,’ said Mickey. The last thing she wanted was for the bond between Sean and Amanda to have a chance to strengthen. ‘As far as your business goes, the course of the investigation might actually help you with some of the decisions you’ll need to make. It makes sense for you to come with me and get all the facts first-hand so you know who is involved within your organization and to what degree.’
‘Thanks, but I already know that I’ll need to make certain changes regardless of how the investigation turns out, and the longer I delay those, the more exposed I leave myself and my company. I trust you to keep me informed on the details of the investigation, and sitting idle and simply listening is not the way I was raised or trained. There are things that I need to do, and I can’t do those from Seminole County.’
Sean thought he might appease Mickey by offering, ‘Would you like to use my cabin while you’re in Seminole County? Cell phone service is very poor so the land line at my place and the satellite for internet access would provide you with better communication options while allowing you to remain close to the scene. You could get a motel room in Donaldsonville, but I think you would be more comfortable at my cabin.’
Mickey moved even closer to Sean by turning to face him fully from the side. Now he felt his upper arm sandwiched into the cleavage between both of her breasts and her pelvic bone against his thigh. ‘Your cabin would be more convenient. Do you think you might be able to join me there by the weekend?’
Sean ignored her question by changing the subject, ‘What are your thoughts on the interrogations of the truck driver and traders so far?’
Mickey did not seem inclined to alter their physical proximity as she remained in place while answering him. ‘They were about what I expected. The traders had been contacted only through the internet website you know about, and the truck driver just had information on which container to pick up and where to deliver it with no details on its content. You heard him. When he was forced off the road by your trucks, he thought he must be carrying electronics of some sort and that he was being hijacked for that cargo. It had happened to him before, so he was genuinely surprised to learn that he had the girls in the container.’
‘I believed his story,’ admitted Sean.
‘The descriptions provided to the traders for who they would be meeting and receiving the rest of their payment from matched the description the truck driver was given for who he should deliver the container to. So, we know that there are at least two African American males with names that ‘sound like items from a first-aid kit’ who were supposed to be at the designated warehouse to accept delivery. Based upon where the warehouse is located, I suspect that payment for the traders and the truck driver would have been in the form of ‘lead to the head’. The industrial park chosen is virtually deserted and surrounded by woods and brush that would have made disposing of the bodies simple. The wild animals would have done most of the work within days.’
‘Your team has no intelligence that might help identify the men described?’ asked Sean.
‘Not so far,’ said Mickey. ‘We are working with the local police departments’ gang and vice units to see if any of them might recognize the descriptions, but that will take some time. The warehouse has been under surveillance since we learned of its location, but it would be very easy for someone to stay away from the warehouse entirely until they saw the truck approaching. There would be no exposure until they knew that their shipment had arrived and wasn’t being followed.’
‘So you think you might be able to get some additional information down in Seminole County,’ said Sean.
‘It stands to reason that the people who assisted with getting the container past Customs, tampered with the ‘Pre-Pass’ database, and provided transportation for the traders must have some point of contact within the distribution chain. That’s where the FBI is focusing their investigation, along with what the tie-ins are between the girls and Amanda being sold to the film crew. It can’t be purely coincidental, and no one is accepting that it is.’
Sean told her, ‘Text me your cell number and I’ll reply with the security system code for my
cabin.’
With her disappointment obvious, Mickey entered a text message to Sean into her phone. Within seconds she had sent a text message requesting the alarm code.
‘Be certain that you make any calls you need to make from your cell phone before you get outside of Bainbridge or Donaldsonville. The cellular service drops off quickly as you head south of either town.’ Sean warned her.
‘As long as the weather here clears in the next hour as predicted, I’ll be flown down in a helicopter.’ Mickey told him. ‘I’m not sure if I’ll be going to Parker’s cabin first or if the interrogations will have been moved into Donaldsonville by the time I get there. I’ll call you when I get to your cabin and fill you in.’
Sean finally turned towards Mickey as he said, ‘Thanks Mickey, I appreciate that.’
As soon as his body was facing hers fully, Mickey put her arms around his neck and pulled him into an embrace. With her lips against his neck she said, ‘I want you to appreciate me more. Please come with me. A bush in the hand is worth two birds. I know you’re aroused,’ she teased.
Sean put his arms around Mickey and gave her a quick squeeze before pulling back and looking down at her. ‘I’m a guy. We get aroused at a green light, but now is not a good time. Sorry.’
As Mickey dropped her arms from around Sean’s neck, he moved towards the door. ‘I should be back at the hotel within the hour. Other than possibly going out to get a bite to eat, I will be there the rest of the night. I’ll be checking out in the morning, but you will still be able to reach me on my cell.’
Approaching the door before it could close after him, Mickey asked, ‘Where are you headed tomorrow?’
‘My plans are somewhat fluid right now, but I expect that sometime tomorrow I will need to head to Nashville. Maybe I’ll know more when you call me later. Safe travels.’ Without waiting for Mickey to reply, Sean strolled out into the parking lot and headed for his car. The rain had stopped and he could see clearing skies to the south. ‘Good,’ he thought. Mickey would be able to get on the helicopter and hundreds of miles away from him faster now.
As Sean entered his car, turned on his cell phone, and paired the hands free Bluetooth he acknowledged to himself at least, that he had been fighting off a sense of frustration associated with the potential of Mickey interfering with his previously subconscious desire to spend time alone with Amanda tonight. Before he could dwell on this realization further, he responded to Mickey’s text message. As he finished sending it, his phone sounded a tone indicating he had a voicemail.
***
The girls had spent most of the afternoon sleeping, but by the time Amanda began checking on them, they were all awake and excited. Samuel had helped her carry the bags holding the bathing suits into the hotel meeting room, while Amanda took her other purchases to her room. Although the thunderstorm outside would prevent them from going into the outdoor swimming pool, the suits would give the girls something clean to wear after taking baths or showers.
While Amanda and the I.C.E. Agents distributed swimming suits to the girls and then sent them to their rooms to shower or bathe, Samuel called his wife, who in turn contacted several members of their church and arranged for volunteers to come to the hotel and help with the girls. Their church had sponsored missionaries in Brazil for decades, and as a result they had several members who were conversant in Portuguese.
There was no longer concern over what to feed the girls for dinner. Amanda’s training convinced her that some simple scrambled eggs should help the girls start to get used to more varied and richer food choices over the next few days. Contemplating what the girls had experienced, Amanda was surprised that her own stomach had given her no adverse reaction to the sandwich that she had eaten earlier. In fact, she felt fine.
With the help of Latoya Adams and her knowledge of the hotel kitchen, Amanda, Geri and Mrs. Adams were able to each prepare multiple skillets of fluffy scrambled eggs. The pantry contained a selection of breads and pastries, which Dave Bingham insisted be offered to the girls if their stomachs felt up to it.
One of the I.C.E. Agents coming on duty had brought a portable DVD player and a selection of Disney movies which he proceeded to set up on the large-screen television that the hotel had mounted in the meeting room. Even though they didn’t understand the language in the movie, the girls were entertained watching ‘The Little Mermaid’ while they waited for their dinner to be prepared. Samuel worked with the other agents preparing tables and chairs for the pending meal.
The food was served just as Samuel’s wife and five other volunteers from their church arrived in a church van. This van was followed into the parking lot by another panel van transporting Amanda’s purchases from White Spot Uniforms. Fortunately, Samuel’s wife Jeanie had the presence of mind to have the delivery delayed until after the girls had finished eating. Her experience as a mother told her that the girls would be better behaved during their dinner if they were not distracted by seeing all the clothes and other purchases being delivered for them.
Amanda sat with Samuel and Jeanie as the girls ate the food served to them by the church volunteers. They discussed the possibility of the church organizing an all-day event for the girls the next day and Amanda encouraged them with a promise to pay for whatever they could arrange. She listened politely to stories about their children and their church, but her mind constantly drifted to thoughts of Sean Wallace. She wanted to call him, but assumed that since he hadn’t called her that he must still be with Mickey interrogating the traders and the trucker. She had missed his presence the second he had walked out of their room but had been too busy all afternoon to dwell on the emptiness she felt without him near her.
Being able to spend even a few minutes arranging for the financial support of Sean’s company made her feel as if her very existence was justified. She wanted him to want her, and she needed him to need her. Amanda realized that she was already completely invested in him. She wanted Sean more than she had ever wanted anything in her life, and this led her to acknowledge that she needed him to make her life whole. The dilemma she faced was reconciling the awareness she had for that she wanted and needed Sean to be in her life with the undeniable fact that they had known each other less than twenty-four hours and met under circumstances that would call into question her judgment of her emotions where the man who had saved her life was concerned.
Amanda had never been impulsive with her feelings or let her emotions overrule her sensibilities. While falling in love might normally be a slow process, Amanda knew that hours and minutes were not an accurate measure of a relationship. She knew that she could separate the gratitude and adoration she had felt for Sean over his actions at Glenn Parker’s cabin from the trust, devotion, desire, and love that she felt for the man she had spent the rest of the day either with or thinking of. Why couldn’t her hero also turn out to be her one true soul mate?
***
Sean had to listen to the voicemail from Moe and all three voicemails from Bryce Pierre before he finally heard one that provided a cell phone number for Bryce rather than his office number. When he eventually reached his lawyer at home, Bryce Pierre filled him on the events of the day concerning his company and the legal steps that Pierre had initiated to protect him.
The frustration and anger that had started to build in Sean seemed to vanish instantly when Bryce relayed the details of his conversation with Amanda and her subsequent actions on his behalf due to him being unavailable.
‘Please get the necessary information from Mr. Thorndike that will allow me to transfer f
unds tomorrow to pay Amanda back,’ Sean instructed.
‘I already have the account details and I’ll e-mail them to you,’ said Bryce. ‘I assumed that you would want to use your own funds to cover the current situation, but Amanda was concerned that you would not be in a position to make the arrangements today, and it appears that she was correct.’
‘I have some after-hours contacts that I could have called upon to get the funds transferred if necessary,’ replied Sean. ‘You’re not the only person who will take a call from me once they leave the office.’
Bryce laughed, ‘I’m sure that I’m not, and I did consider that, but Mrs. Wallace seemed intent on handling the situation, and based upon my earlier conversation with the two of you, I wasn’t about to argue the point with her.’
This time Sean laughed. ‘I can see your point there, Bryce, but I’ll get the funds back to her accounts tomorrow regardless.’
‘My conversations with her lawyer Thorndike have provided me with limited insight into Mrs. Wallace’s financial situation, but she appears to have a fairly respectable portfolio,’ said Bryce.
‘She definitely doesn’t need my money,’ agreed Sean.
‘While I was impressed by her willingness to readily transfer such significant funds to cover Wallace Enterprises, I want to tell you that her lawyer Thorndike didn’t seem happy about her decision. He didn’t seem to know much about you or Wallace Enterprises, which surprised me until he mentioned that he hadn’t been in contact with Mrs. Wallace for several months. I guess you two getting married is as much a surprise to him as it was to me.’
Sean almost laid the truth on Bryce, but he found that a confession about him and Amanda not really being married depressed him more than he would have imagined when he came up with the idea about the deception earlier in the day. He was saved from commenting when Bryce continued, ‘I can understand why you didn’t feel a pre-nuptial agreement was necessary due to Amanda having her own money, but please consider working with me if you two plan on merging your business or other interests. I think I have established a rapport with Thorndike, so if Amanda wants to use her own lawyers, I’m sure we can work together with them to make sure both of you are satisfied with the outcome.’
Sean reflected upon how his trust in Amanda had grown throughout the day. His unspoken yet heartfelt devotion towards her had been felt since he recognized in Amanda that he was looking into the purest, gentlest soul he had ever encountered. It had started as a vague feeling that became a hunch, which became a conviction that morphed into a compulsion, and now was a desperate urgency within him. Sharing his business with her had come so natural to him that he believed expanding this and exploring other facets of their lives for them to partner in made his heart dance. Without doubt, he just knew that Amanda would feel the same way.
‘Amanda and I have a lot to work out Bryce, but you’ll definitely play a role in formalizing anything that we feel requires legal protections. Maybe we can all get together next week sometime. I’ll discuss it with Amanda and let you know. I need to run right now, but expect to hear from me in the morning with some additional instructions. I’ll send you an e-mail first thing in the AM.’
‘Good enough, Sean. Have a good evening.’
The instant that Bryce disconnected, Sean called Amanda’s cell phone. Her phone rang only once before her breathless voice came over the speakers in his car, ‘Hi Sean, are you and Mickey heading back to the hotel?’
Sean hesitated before responding because the sound of her voice had made his throat tight and he didn’t want his voice to betray him to her just yet, ‘Hi Amanda. Mickey had to head down to my cabin so she could help with the interrogations down there tonight and tomorrow. I was wondering if you have had dinner yet and if not, if you would like to join me. I’m about fifteen minutes from the hotel right now.’
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