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Katie had to use her cellphone to activate the garage door opener from the SSR since she hadn’t brought her extra remote on the trip. She’d get it out of the kitchen and put it in the truck in the morning. Right now, she just wanted to get in the condo and ready for bed so that she could place the promised call to Tyler.
Watching the garage door raise, she smiled at the position of her other truck. Tyler had kept his promise and moved it to the far side of the garage, just as she had requested. The fact that it was parked head-in rather than backed in didn’t bother her. She would need to move it out of the garage tomorrow anyway to get to the boxes of pictures that she wanted, so she could position it more to her liking when she was done.
With Tyler flying to Idaho today, they hadn’t had much time to communicate as she drove. This left her with plenty of time to think about things on the way home, and ‘home’ now seemed a more appropriate description of the condo to her than at any time in the past.
As far back as she could remember, one or the other of the two condos had always been temporary housing for her or another family member. While she was a child, her family had spent several extended periods in whichever condo wasn’t being rented at the time as they visited her grandparents or simply vacationed in Southern California. Later, JR and now her had lived in one of the condos while attending school. The condos were comfortable and convenient, but she had never felt any motivation to invest much time or energy into decorating. She planned to remedy that before the weekend.
After parking the SSR, closing the garage and walking into her kitchen, Katie surveyed the itinerary that Tyler had left for her on the kitchen counter. As they had discussed, it showed that in the worst case, he would be home Friday evening in time for them to have dinner together.
She knew that Tyler had fed Sinbad before leaving this morning. It was slightly later than he would normally get his evening meal, so Katie wasn’t surprised to see him sitting on top of the sand in the aquarium where he always received his food. She decided to treat her pet by dropping two crickets into his habitat, and then inspected the living room as the jerboa feasted on them.
It wasn’t as if she had no personal items on display in the condo, it’s just that they were almost entirely in either the upstairs room that she used as her office or in the two guest bedrooms. Since her only overnight guests were anticipated to be members of her family, she had tried to make rooms that they would be using more familiar to them with photos, paintings, and other items that would reflect her tastes. The items in those rooms could easily be shared on the walls and spaces in the downstairs areas of the condo. She also knew that there were a few select photos packed within the boxes that her and Cile had just gone through which she could safely display.
She opened the blinds to the sliding patio door and flipped the switch that illuminated the patio lights. Gazing out at the plants either hanging from the patio cover or sitting in pots on the ground, she debated about which, if any, she would want to relocate as indoor plants. Leaving the final decision for tomorrow, she turned off the lights, closed the blinds and went into her bedroom to get ready for bed. She looked forward to letting Tyler help her unwind enough to have a good, sound night of sleep. She just wished he was here to sleep with her.
While she brushed her teeth, Katie considered how much she wanted to continue teasing Tyler tonight. She knew that he enjoyed it, and knowing this gave her pleasure. The problem was, she realized, that she wasn’t just teasing him; she was torturing herself at the same time. It would be different if they were together and they could act upon the arousal that resulted from their mutual teasing. Teasing while being apart only left her, and she assumed Tyler more frustrated.
“Okay,” she thought as she climbed naked under the sheets. “I’ll cool it for tonight. Although, I am home now, and I do have toys here if necessary.”
Propping herself up against her headboard, using the same pillows that Tyler had used in her absence, Katie got her cellphone positioned and initiated the video call with Tyler.
“Hello Beautiful,” Tyler said as he answered her request for a video call. “It appears that we have reversed roles tonight. What time did you get home?”
Katie studied the image on her phone and saw that Tyler was already in bed, scantily covered by the sheet as they had been doing on their previous video calls. Seeing him, she thought “my toys may come out to play tonight.”
“Long enough ago to feel your absence,” she said. “How is your trip going?”
“It’s the exact waste of time that I knew it would be. I served the subpoena this afternoon and have a meeting scheduled tomorrow afternoon with this company’s lawyers to review it. I think I will be here until Friday, but I should be back into Orange County by late afternoon. Have dinner with me?”
“Of course, I’ll have dinner with you, but I won’t commit to where dinner will be until I know when you’re arriving. Is that okay?”
“Totally acceptable. You made good time today.”
“Yeah, without you distracting me all day, I had nothing better to do than drive,” she teased.
“Should I apologize for my previous acts of distraction?”
“God no, and not for your future distractions either. Tyler, you are becoming everything to me. Please don’t ever apologize for being what you are to me.”
“Ditto Katie.”
“Will this trip put you behind in the office and affect your ability to leave next Tuesday?”
“No, my partners will be back next week and can cover anything I need them to. What arrangements do you need me to make for hotels or anything during our trip?”
“I’m thinking that we should play things by ear as far as hotels are concerned,” Katie said. “On one hand, we can share the driving, which should enable us to cover more distance each day...”
“Is there another hand?” Tyler asked.
Giggling before answering, Katie said, “Yes there is. On the other hand, we may want to stop more frequently along the way, should the circumstances dictate.”
“Circumstances?”
“What? You don’t think I am capable of creating a circumstance where you might want to stop and deal with the situation?”
Laughing back at her, Tyler said, “I definitely believe that you could create the type of circumstance that you are implying, but why would we have to stop to deal with it? Surely someone who could create such a circumstance would be creative enough to think of ways to remedy said circumstance in a more spontaneous manner.”
“Tyler,” Katie gasped, “are you advocating the potential of one of us driving distracted?”
“Certainly not. The driver would be expected to keep both hands on the wheel and their eyes on the road at all times. The passenger would not be similarly constrained, though.”
“In that case, you’re driving the whole way,” Katie said. “Problem solved.”
“This failure will be reflected in your next performance review.”
Tyler sighed silently and replied, “Yes sir, I understand. Is there anything else?”
“Send me the judge’s ruling that quashed the subpoena so I can review it in preparation for our appeal. Why haven’t I received any updates from Stevens or Maxwell this week? You’re the only member of your team even trying to communicate with me, and you’re giving nothing but excuses.”
“I can give you my resignation instead,” Tyler wanted to tell Alfaro, but he resisted. Barely.
He had switched from practicing law to enforcing the law because as he had told Katie, he abhorred the corruption and abuse of power that he had seen from politicians and corporate types who truly thought of themselves as immune to the same rules that everyone else had to live by. He had never wanted to investigate run-of-the-mill crimes, and while sensational and dramatic from a publicity perspective, the Shoreline Mall case was still just a homicide. A homicide with a very intriguing woman involved that Tyler would love to meet, but still just a homicide.
“I wasn’t aware that they hadn’t communicated with you, sir,” Tyler told his boss. “I haven’t been in contact with either since Tuesday. If I hear from them, I’ll be certain to let them know of your concerns.”
Realizing that Alfaro had ended their call, it made Tyler smile to know that the Attorney General was so inept in knowing the status of people in his own agency. Michael Clement reported directly to Alfaro, and Tyler knew with certainty that Clement had approved Dennis’ request for the remainder of this week off and that Clement was currently in San Bernardino with Claire, continuing the interview process with her.
Tyler knew all this because he had, of course, remained in contact with his partners over the last few days. Dennis was holed up in his apartment with Haley Simmons, getting “better acquainted”, as he said that she had described it. She had wanted for them to travel to Hawaii for the Labor Day weekend, but since Tyler already had that time booked for his vacation with Katie, Dennis convinced Haley to spend time together in secret this week instead. While he hadn’t spoken directly with Claire, she had been sending him texts and e-mails to keep him updated on her interviews.
Tyler’s cellphone rang, and checking the display, he saw a ‘blocked number’ message. He took a chance and answered, “Oglethorpe-Davis.”
“Agent Davis, this is Vern Martin with the Orange County Sheriff’s Office. Do you remember me?”
“Of course, Detective Martin. What can I do for you?”
“I think it’s more what I can do for you. I have something that may be related to the Shoreline Mall shooting, but it also may not be. The evidence locker where the duffel bag and weapons belonging to the shooter were held before the feds took them hasn’t been used since. You see, it’s one of our larger evidence lockers and we don’t get a lot of items in evidence that require a locker that large. Anyway, it needed to be used today, and when the evidence tech opened it, she found something that could only have fallen out of the gunman’s duffel bag and no one had noticed it. It was never cataloged into the evidence list, so we’re not entirely certain where it came from.”
“What is it,” Tyler asked.
“It’s a micro SD card.”
“Have you checked it out to see what is on it?”
“One of our techs tried, but it’s encrypted,” Vern explained. “Here, I’ll text you a screenshot of what comes up when we insert the card into a computer. We might be able to crack it, but since it’s no longer our case, we thought that your team should take possession of it and do what you wanted with it. You’re the only member of your team answering your phone, so I guess you get it.”
“I’m actually at the airport in Boise right now, but I’ll be landing at John Wayne around four this afternoon.” The Orange County International Airport had been referred to as the “John Wayne Airport” for decades in honor of the actor and long-time resident of the county.
“Not a problem,” Vern said. “How about I do this? The watch commander for the airport division will be getting out of a meeting here at headquarters shortly. I can give him the card and you can pick it up from him before you leave the airport. You should have the screenshot now. I’ll text you his number so you can call him when you get there.”
“That would be very helpful,” Tyler said. “I really appreciate the courtesy.”
“Always glad to help. Have a safe flight.”
“Thanks, Detective.”
Tyler checked his text messages, and there was one that had arrived from the number that had just called him. Opening the text, he selected the image in it and saw it open on the screen. It appeared to be a sketch or drawing in a rough shape of a heart, but Tyler couldn’t be certain. There were words underneath it, which he did recognize as appearing to be Latin.
Since they were in an image, Tyler couldn’t simply copy and paste them into a search field, so he had to type them out manually: “Et etiam habere cor meum sanguinem.” The translation came back as “I too have a bleeding heart.”
Tyler looked at the image once more, zooming in to enlarge it on his cellphone’s display. While crude, the shape definitely could be considered a heart, and the small spots below it could he supposed, represent blood drops.
He would pick up the SD card from the watch commander at the airport, but he couldn’t imagine what relevance it would have to either the gunman or the mystery woman.
Before going to the airport security office to declare his firearm, Tyler checked the status of his flight from Boise to Salt Lake City. It showed being on time, so he had an hour and five minutes before its scheduled departure. He would text Katie once he got checked in and at the gate to discuss her plans for this evening.
What they did or didn’t do were of no interest to Tyler, as long as they did or didn’t do it together. He had never materially desired the presence of another person as much as he desired Katie’s. He wasn’t opposed to taking their physical relationship to the next level; something that Katie had made vibrantly clear as her desire, but his urgency to do so was dwarfed by his need to simply be with her. It was almost as if he drew life energy from Katie, and maybe that was true. He felt that she was his life now.
TYLER:I’m at the gate, waiting for my flight. Are you free to talk?
KATIE:Give me a minute and I’ll call you.
TYLER:I’ll be here, anxiously waiting to hear your voice.
Katie finished reviewing the digital bill of lading on her cellphone to verify the destination address and delivery details were correct before acknowledging it and sending it back to the truck driver.
Her Corvair truck had already been driven up the ramp and into the semi-trailer that would be used to transport it to Texas. She had considered her use of the Corvair now that she had the SSR. She would never sell this truck; it held too much sentimental value for her and her father.
The older truck would likely be relegated entirely to classic car shows or parades. After discussing her idea with her mom, rather than have it take up space in her garage, Katie’s mom would pay to have it transported to the adult entertainment venue that she owned in San Antonio.
Katie had made the suggestion, being careful not to let her mom know that she was aware of her brother coming. His 1965 Corvair convertible had been on display at the club, providing a popular photo opportunity for customers who wanted to pay to have one of the dancers pose with them in the car, or leaning against it.
With his return, Katie knew that JR would want to use his car while in Texas, so her truck could be a stand-in during that time, and remain until the next time Katie wanted to show it someplace else.
Katie didn’t wait for the driver to climb into the cab of the truck before retreating into her garage, closing the door, and entering her kitchen. There were a few more items that she wanted to place around the condo before Tyler’s arrival, but she wanted to return his call first.
Tyler declining her request for a video call surprised Katie at first until she remembered that he was at the airport and he was probably reluctant to hold a video call in a public place. He did answer the audio call, however.
“Hello, Katie. Everything appears on time, so I should be landing on schedule. Did you decide on where you might like to have dinner with me?”
“Hi Cutie. Yes, I did. I am making you my mom’s signature dish tonight, so we’ll be eating here.”
“That works for me,” Tyler said. “Do you need me to pick up anything on the way from the airport?”
“You know what, let me check.” Katie turned and surveyed the kitchen counter before opening the refrigerator.
“I think we’re good for tonight,” she told Tyler, “but one of us will need to pick up some more Grand Marnier and Triple Sec before your parents come over tomorrow. Do you want to do chips and salsa with the Margaritas for them?”
“I don’t know. You are making the dinner arrangements, so you tell me; will chips and salsa before dinner be too filling?”
“We have reservations at the Newport Rib Company for six-thirty,” Katie said. “I’ll put some chips and salsa out and let them decide. The stuff won’t go to waste because we can always take them with us for snacking on our road trip.”
“It sounds like you have it all figured out,” Tyler chuckled. “Have you spoken with Taylor?”
“We’ve texted a couple of times today,” Katie said. “I think she is going to follow my recommendation for where to have brunch on Sunday, but she hasn’t committed to it yet as far as I know.”
“I’ll send her a text before I take off to remind her,” Tyler said. “The design conference she is attending should be wrapping up this afternoon, so it might slip her mind otherwise.”
“Then I’ll leave it in your capable hands,” Katie said. “When you get here, I’ll leave all of me in your capable hands. Tyler, I don’t think I have ever been more excited about seeing someone as I am right now.”
“I’m just as excited as you are, Sweetie. What I want to tell you may sound strange, so please wait until I’m done before saying anything...”
Katie heard more than a mere request in his tone, “Sure Tyler. Go ahead.”
“This probably isn’t the best place to have this conversation, but I want you to know some things before we see each other in a few hours. I love you, Katie. I can feel it - I can feel you, almost as if there is a physical presence to the love I hold in my heart for you.”
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