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“Oh, my handicap is off the chart,” Katie said in a mocking tone. “Yeah, Cutie, zero is definitely off the chart.”
JR and Rockie were laughing as they helped Tyler load the golf bags into the back of Patty’s SUV. Katie feigned annoyance at being bested by Tyler on the nine holes that the four had just played, but anyone who saw her face every time Tyler hit the golf ball could see the pride in her expression.
Tyler walked to the rear passenger door and opened it for Katie. She kissed him before sliding into the back seat. Tyler then held the front passenger door open for Rockie, closed his eyes and puckered his lips. He heard the expected laugh from Rockie and felt her lips on his cheek as she kissed him there instead of his lips.
JR had started the car before Tyler had made it around to get in on his side of the backseat, allowing them to be heading back to the house without further delay. It was just after nine o’clock and the temperature outside was already over ninety degrees.
“I have forgotten how much fun a links course could be,” Tyler said.
“Most golfers find them more challenging,” Katie pouted, “and you played better than scratch golf on one with borrowed clubs. Bastard.”
Tyler, JR, and Rockie all laughed again.
“I have to apologize for my kid sister, Tyler,” JR said. “She never had an opportunity to learn how to be a gracious loser or a good sport since she always wins at everything. You played a hell of a round, or I should say, half a round. Two under par after nine holes is pretty impressive, especially on a strange course. Not to mention your distraction over the operations. Or, was you bringing them up between every hole your way of distracting the rest of us?”
“It just didn’t feel right taking time for something fun while there are still so many questions to be answered, both about dealing with Alfaro and also this Pyxis project, whatever it is,” Tyler said.
“You heard my dad this morning,” JR said. “Cile and her team will be at the Biohybrids lab in San Bernardino this morning to tear the place apart. Joey has already located Claire Maxwell, and she will be brought in for questioning as soon as the other Homeland Security agents being assigned to this case arrive. Their plane is scheduled to land at Ontario International Airport later this morning, Pacific time. Rockie’s algorithms are gathering data from all their servers. There was nothing else for us to do in the meantime, so why not enjoy nine holes of golf.”
“I could have thought of something to do,” Katie whispered into Tyler’s ear as JR parked the car in the driveway of the house, “and there’s still time to do it.”
“I thought that you were mad at me for beating you,” Tyler whispered back.
“Oh, I am,” Katie said as she unfastened her seatbelt and then leaned back over towards Tyler so her words would only be heard by him. “So now you get to experience ‘make up sex’ with me for the first time.”
Tyler smiled, unfastened his seatbelt and got out of the car. Before any of them could enter the house through the garage, Bobby intercepted them.
“Good, you’re back,” Bobby said. “We need to get the stuff into town to start setting up the course for the race and marking off the parking spots for people. Here, Tyler, you load up that box of ropes over there into my truck. Katie, go get the marking paint out of the cabinet where I keep it. JR, you can grab the wooden stakes and mallets, and Rockie, Patty is waiting for you to figure out what you want the twins to wear.”
Katie wanted to scream, “Dad, you’ll never get grandchildren from me if you don’t let me practice!”, but she dutifully did her part to get things ready for the fundraiser.
Once all the supplies and equipment were loaded into the truck, Bobby suggested that she and Tyler get in the back seat of the truck, and let JR ride shotgun up front.
“I think we’ll follow you in the SSR,” Katie said. “I don’t want to get stuck in town if you have to go respond to a fire or anything in your truck.”
“It’s your choice,” Bobby said. “We’ll see you there.”
“We just need to go down and get our keys and stuff,” Katie said as she took Tyler’s hand and led him to the access panel, opened it with her palm print, and they descended the stairs.
Katie had unbuttoned her shirt before reaching the last step. She looked over her shoulder and said, “Your make up sex routine better be top-notch because you don’t have much time to pull it off.”
Tyler didn’t need to remove his clothes to accomplish his objective of satisfying Katie’s desires. His mouth and hands were already exposed. Her multiple orgasms within five quick minutes left her literally and figuratively, drained.
Tyler did have to change his polo shirt though since it was now soaked around the collar and across both shoulders.
Panting, Katie said, “Your apology is accepted. Problem is, we don’t have time now for me to apologize properly to you.”
“It might be fun for you to be in my debt,” Tyler said as he rose from his knees at the foot of the bed and extended a hand to help Katie rise.
“Cutie, I have been in your debt since the first time I saw you. I can never repay the joy that you have brought to my life, how fulfilled you have made me, and the promise of a future together that fills my heart with more love than I could ever imagine.”
“I’m right there with you,” Tyler said. “Now help me think of an excuse for the others as to why I changed my shirt.”
Katie quickly put her clothes back on, buttoning her shirt as she walked to the closet. She selected one of Tyler’s Hawaiian style shirts and handed it to him.
“It’s simple,” she told him, “it’s going to be hot today, so you wanted a shirt that was looser fitting than your polo shirt was. Problem solved.”
“That actually would be my preference,” Tyler said as he started buttoning the shirt. “All set?”
“Oh yeah. Let’s go help them get set up, and then I’ll make an excuse for us to leave as soon as possible.”
Tyler followed Katie back up the stairs to the garage as he said, “I thought that you might be satisfied enough with what just happened that your desires would be dampened for a while.”
“Sweetie, my desires for you will never dampen. But we still have rings to pick out, remember? Mind if I drive?”
In response, Tyler held the driver’s side door open for Katie to get in, before scurrying around to the passenger side. Sliding in, he said, “You don’t need my permission to drive your own truck.”
Katie started the SSR and said, “It’s not ‘my’ truck. It’s part of our community property now. What was mine is now ours.”
Tyler laughed and said, “I like the sound of ‘ours’, and not just where this truck is concerned.”
Racing the truck down the long driveway, Katie said, “I knew you would.”
“You know when we tell my parents, they’re going to immediately ask about a date,” Katie said.
She and Tyler were sitting on the bed downstairs after returning from San Antonio. Katie was studying the engagement ring on her finger while she and Tyler discussed when and how to make their announcement to Katie’s family.
“Would sometime next June give everyone enough time to make plans?” Tyler suggested.
Katie threw her arms around Tyler’s neck and kissed his cheek.
“June 8th!” she exclaimed. “It will be on a Sunday next year. The one-year anniversary of our meeting.”
“Works for me,” Tyler said. “Now how do you want to break the news?”
Katie held up her left hand to examine the ring again, “I think we should just let everyone figure it out on their own. I’m curious to see who notices the ring first. Let’s get our swimsuits on and go see.”
They both took their time changing, and Tyler hoped that the fire in Katie’s eyes as she watched him undress was matched by what she could see in his own eyes. The sight of her body lit a fire in him that never seemed to be fully extinguished.
Katie did see it. As soon as Tyler lowered his underwear, she fell to her knees in front of him and began repaying her debt from that morning.
Tyler got so weak in the knees at Katie’s enthusiastic oral ministrations, that he had to sit back on the foot of the bed. Katie never lost focus as she scooted on her knees to follow Tyler, as he sat and spread his legs.
To this point, Katie had always heeded Tyler’s warning of an impending climax while he was in her mouth, letting him pull out and calm down before it was too late. As his warning was uttered this time, Katie grabbed the back of Tyler’s buttocks and refused to release him. Once he realized her intentions, Tyler gave up any attempts to withdraw, and let nature take its course.
Katie’s eyes closed as Tyler pulsed inside her mouth, moaning as she experienced her own climax. After several seconds, he felt Katie swallowing with him still in her mouth, her tongue struggling to move with her lips still locked tight around him. She opened her eyes and Tyler saw loving pride evident in her gaze up at him and she slowly released him from her mouth.
“You are amazing,” Tyler said.
“I loved doing that for you, for us,” Katie said. “Thanks for letting me.”
Tyler pointed to his deflating arousal, “It’s like you said, it’s part of our community property now. What was mine is now ours.”
Katie laughed and let Tyler help her to her feet. “Good thing I hadn’t finished changing. These panties are soaked. You are just one walking, talking, breathing, orgasm machine for me. You stimulate my body just by looking at me, Cutie, and I love it.”
“As do I,” Tyler said. “I lust for you almost as much as I love you.”
“Ditto. Now let’s resume our plan to join everyone at the pool.”
When they exited the pool house, they saw that the focus in the pool was once more on entertaining the twins and Joey junior. Jen and Rockie were in the water this time, coaching a game of “Marco Polo” for their kids.
Tyler tried not to be obvious while doing so, but his admiration for the bikini-clad mothers in the pool was hard to ignore.
“They do look great, don’t they?” Katie said. “In some ways, they’re my inspiration for wanting to have children. Knowing that I don’t have to look like a frump afterward. Of course, my own mom is an even better example.”
Tyler merely nodded as they took seats at the table where Bobby and Patty watched the others in the pool.
“Where did you two take off to today?” Bobby asked.
“We had some errands to run in San Antonio,” Katie said.
“Did you go by Rick’s?” Patty asked.
“No, we’ll try to do that tomorrow. Sundays are slower there.”
“Tyler should join us down in the communications room in about thirty minutes,” Bobby said. “The interrogations of Bianca Clary and Claire Maxwell will be live-streamed so we can watch them. I also expect that we’re going to have operational reviews taking place tomorrow afternoon and evening once Rockie has reviewed the data from the servers. Try to get anything you need to do done in the morning. Your mom and I will be taking the twins with us to church if you want to accompany us.”
“Tyler and I will discuss it and let you know,” Katie said.
“It would provide you with an opportunity to discuss the use of the church for your wedding,” Patty said. “Unless you two have other plans.”
Katie just stared at her mother. She hadn’t noticed her even looking at the ring. She took Tyler’s hand and said, “Do we have other plans?”
“I am totally without plan. Call me plan-less,” Tyler teased. “You two don’t seem surprised.”
Bobby and Patty both laughed.
Bobby said, “We’re not in the slightest. We knew as soon as Katie mentioned bringing a man home with her, we would be meeting her future husband. She never brought a boy over here, so we knew that this held special significance and we were prepared.”
Tyler gaped at Katie and said, “You never brought anyone else here? Not even someone picking you up for a date?”
Katie smiled and shook her head, “Nope. Either I would meet my date somewhere or it would be a double date with Cile and we would be picked up at her house.”
“She must have gotten it from JR,” Patty said. “He never brought a girl home either until Rockie.”
“Well remember,” Bobby said, “whatever you two want is fine with us. Do you have a date in mind yet?”
Katie was beaming as she said, “June 8th of next year.”
“What day of the week is that?” Patty asked.
“It’s a Sunday,” Tyler responded before Katie.
“The church might not be available to you in that case,” Patty informed them. “More and more groups are using the facilities for meetings and events after church each week.”
“Can we get married here, at the house?” Katie asked.
“I think that would depend on how many guests you planned on having,” Bobby said.
Katie glanced at Tyler, who shrugged and said, “I only have to invite three or four, maybe five. Why don’t you put the groom’s party down as an even half dozen?”
“Will your parents agree to that few?” Katie asked. “In their social circles and all...”
“They’ll agree to it if we tell them that the limit is only for the wedding itself. We would probably have to agree to them hosting a second reception for us at their house after the fact. Then they could invite anyone they wanted to that.”
“Uncle Tyler, Uncle Tyler!”
Two wet and excited children had crawled into Tyler’s lap. “Uncle Tyler?” he asked Rockie who had taken the seat on his other side. Further discussions on wedding plans were deferred until later.
The twins were busily opening juice boxes that Jen had given each of them. Katie was trying to suppress a laugh over Tyler being the adult used as the twin’s booster seat that enabled them to be at the correct height for the table.
“Of course, ‘Uncle Tyler’,” Rockie said. “The blinding reflection from the rock on Katie’s hand means that you’re going to be their uncle. I told them to start referring to you properly.”
“Do you want to join us to watch the interrogations, Rockie?” Bobby asked.
“No thank you. JR will fill me in on anything that he thinks would be germane to my data filters.”
“Where is JR, by the way?” Patty asked. “And did Jen leave?”
“He offered to go upstairs to get t-shirts for the twins. They’ve had enough sun on them for a while. Here he comes now. Jen is returning a call from Joey so he and Joey junior can talk for a few minutes. She didn’t know if they would have a chance to speak later today.”
JR handed Rockie identical t-shirts and asked Bobby, “Is it about time?”
Bobby checked the time on his cellphone and said, “Close enough.”
As Bobby rose from his chair, Katie pulled Jamison from Tyler’s lap and onto her own. Rockie handed one of the t-shirts to Katie before pulling Jimmy onto her lap. Tyler rose and then leaned over to kiss Katie before following JR and Bobby into the pool house.
Jen came out of the house with her son. She took the chair that Tyler had just vacated and set Joey junior onto her lap before handing him his own juice box.
“I was supposed to tell Bobby that Jason might be delayed a few minutes, but it looks like they’ve already left for downstairs,” Jen said.
“They just headed there,” Patty said, and then she addressed Katie. “Now, back to your wedding...”
Tyler, Bobby, and JR all sat together at the far end of the conference table to better facilitate their ability to see the large flat panel display, and their ability to chat amongst themselves during the pending interrogations.
Bobby said, “Joey texted that they are going to start with the questioning of Claire Maxwell. They have taken her to the Federal Building in San Bernardino. While not officially in custody, the invitation to accompany the agents was not made optional for her.”
“Who’s going to be questioning her?” Tyler asked.
“Joey will handle Maxwell, another senior agent by the name of Kris Acosta will be questioning Bianca Clary. Maxwell is being treated as a possible witness of sorts, with details on Carmichael that we want her to share openly, so she’ll be handled differently than Clary, who is a suspect. You’ll see.”
The door to the communications room opened and Jason Reid silently entered and took a seat next to the others. He had barely settled before an image appeared on the display. Claire Maxwell was wearing casual clothes, consisting of a tank top, denim shorts and white tennis shoes without socks. She sat at a table in what was obviously an interrogation room. Her interrogator was not visible from the ceiling-mounted camera.
“Please state your full name for the record,” said a male voice.
Claire was looking straight ahead, ignoring the camera above her, that she had to know was there, “Claire Evelyn Maxwell”
“Do you mind if I call you Claire?” the man asked.
Claire shook her head.
“Thanks. Now, Claire I only have a few questions for you today, then we’ll get you back home so you can enjoy the rest of your Sunday afternoon. Okay?”
“I’ll answer what I can,” said Claire, “but since I still don’t know what this is concerning, I can’t make any promises.”
“I understand,” the man said. “Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Joseph Reid. I’m a Special Agent with the Department of Homeland Security...”
“Is this about the Shoreline Mall shooting?” Claire said. “Because if it is, I’m no longer working that case.”
“Please let me ask my questions, Claire, then I think the reason for you being here today will be clear to you.”
Claire said nothing, so Joey began his questioning, “You formerly lived at 2834 Moreno Drive in Redlands. Is that correct?”
“Yes, and my parents still live there.”
“During the time that you lived at that address, did you become acquainted with the residents living next door at 2830 Moreno Drive.?”
“Yes, I knew them very well. They are Luke and Cindy Clayton.”
“To your knowledge, did the Claytons have any children?” Joey asked.
“None of their own,” Claire said. “They were foster parents for dozens of kids over the years. I believe that they still take in foster kids on occasion.”
“Would you remember the names of any foster children who ever lived with the Claytons?”
“I can remember a few of them that I got to know.”
“Is the name Andrew Carmichael one that you remember?”
There was a visible tensing of Claire’s entire body at the mention of Carmichael’s name. She stared straight at her questioner for several seconds before answering.
“Yes, I remember the name.”
“Can you describe your relationship with Andrew Carmichael? Were you just neighbors, friends, classmates, what?”
“It sort of evolved over time,” Claire said.
“Then why don’t you start at the beginning and explain the evolution of your relationship?”
Claire was once again silent for several seconds before sighing. She looked down at her hands on the table and began telling her story to them rather than to Joey.
“I met Andy, that’s what I called him, when I was fourteen. He arrived to stay with the Claytons right after his fifteenth birthday in July. We had always let any of the foster kids staying with the Claytons come over and use our swimming pool, so Andy spent a lot of time at my house over the summer and we became friends.”
“Were the two of you in the same grade level at school?”
A slight smile of remembrance appeared on Claire’s face, “We were in the same grade, but few people were on the same level as Andy. He was always the smartest kid in school. Anyway, since I was the only other kid in school that Andy knew at first, we spent a lot of time together when we weren’t in class. By the time our second summer rolled around, we were boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Did you remain boyfriend and girlfriend for long?”
Claire glanced up at Joey, and the moisture in her eyes was evident. Her voice cracked as she said, “From that time until about a year ago, Andy and I were exclusively boyfriend and girlfriend to each other.”
“What happened a year ago to alter your relationship?” Joey asked.
“I kicked his cheating ass out,” Claire said.
“Can you explain the circumstances of your breakup?”
The tone in Claire’s voice was instantly harder. It was as if the fondness she had been recently reliving had been suddenly replaced with resentment and contempt.
“Early last year, Andy started having symptoms indicative of Tay-Sachs disease. Occasional differences in his gait, slurring of words mostly. He never knew his parents, so he had a DNA test done and learned that he is fifty-five percent, Ashkenazi Jew. He must have inherited some from each of his parents. The symptoms seemed to go into remission after a couple of months, but when Andy saw an opportunity for him to participate in a clinical trial for a possible Tay-Sachs cure, he decided to look into it.”
“When exactly was this?”, Joey asked.
“August of last year. I remember because I spent the time at my sister’s house in Corona watching her daughters while her and my brother-in-law took a cruise. Sometime around that time is when he started seeing another woman.”
“Do you know who she was?”
“I’m wasn’t certain then, but I learned later that it was a woman named Bianca.”
“What led you to believe that Carmichael and this Bianca were in a relationship?” Joey asked.
“While I was at my sister’s house, Andy and I would talk on the phone every night. He told me on the Monday of that week that he had gone to this research lab for an interview, and commented on how surprised he was that the lead researcher was as beautiful as she was and that she was from Europe. He was expecting some nerdy looking woman or something. He went back on Wednesday for the procedure. That night on the phone he sounded confused, almost drugged, but he still complained about how painful his testicles were for whatever reason. He did the same on Thursday and Friday, but he seemed more alert and aware than he had been on Wednesday.”
“Did he describe the procedure to you, or why his testicles were bothering him?”
“As much as he remembered about it. He couldn’t explain the pain in his testicles, and assumed it was a side effect of the procedure, as strange as that might sound. He said that he remembered having an IV inserted into his arm, but doesn’t remember anything else until he woke up at our house right before I called him.”
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