Between HeVan and Hell (27 page)

They both turned back at a long, low
groan by Justyn. Grace was pressing her fingers into the healed
cavities in Justyn’s back where his wings had resided before
emergence. So long as she kept massaging them, they would remain
sensitive. They both slumped against each other and Jett groaned
through an orgasm from just watching. He had greater control over
his body this morning and so he was still erect.

Jalen still had his morning erection
so he stepped out to visit the half- bath in the hallway as Jett
changed places with Justyn. He drank some water and brushed his
teeth, then headed back to the bathroom where Jett was now in the
shower with Grace. He felt his own arousal increase as he watched
them making love. The look on Grace’s face, the pleasure she was
feeling, increased his own. Justyn peeked in and whispered, “She
will be hungry. I’m going to start breakfast.”

“You’d better make it a big one. I can
feel my own appetite building,” answered Jalen. He picked up a
towel when he heard Jett shout out his release and Grace moaned
through her own. He reached in and turned off the cooling water,
then opened the large bath towel and took Grace from Jett’s arms.
Jalen stepped from the shower in the bathroom and then went into
the bedroom. Standing Grace on her feet, he saw that she was a
little dazed but still aware.

“Are you ready for
me,
Kasharra
, or
do you need to rest?” he asked.

In response, she lifted her head and
with clear, alert eyes, she jumped up and wrapped herself around
him. Pressing in on the slight depressions on his back, she took
him from zero to sixty, in one second flat. They fell back on the
bed. He rolled so that she was underneath him.

“I hear you like our
Joining
marks?” he asked
as he entered her.

“Yesss. Now everyone knows you’re
mine! Ohhh,” she moaned, as he positioned himself to thrust at a
different angle. He lowered himself closer to her and began giving
her drugging kisses. She wrapped her hands around him and rubbed
his back up and down, once in a while pressing in on his two 'happy
spots', as she privately called them. His control shattered and he
began thrusting wildly and soon they were both
climaxing.

They lay there in the bed, getting
their breath back. Jalen rolled over to the side.

“This is a pleasant way to wake up in
the morning,” she said.

“We will happily use this method of
greeting each new day for the rest of our lives,” said
Jalen.

“Deal,” said Grace.

Twenty minutes later, they were
enjoying a large pancake breakfast, along with bacon, sausage,
scrambled eggs, whole-wheat toast, melon and a gallon of orange
juice. She quickly saw that she’d need to put in a larger
refrigerator.

“Grace, I checked the keyword list and
there is a large grouping on Friday, late in the afternoon. I think
it is the meeting you were speaking of,” said Jett.

“We want to listen to that meeting,
but since we now have all the data, I think we should hunker down
and get through it all. We can then separate out the inflammatory
pieces from the mundane. Divide it into date-time stamped pieces of
evidence that can be logged separately. Each one will count as a
separate charge against them. The more separate charges we can pile
on, the better chance we have of them staying longer in
prison.

“And we shouldn’t discount the
mundane. We want to catch them logging into their computers and
opening safes; doing things when they are most likely alone and not
speaking. If we can get their passwords, know where their stashes
are, the warrants will be easier to get and execute. Will you
help?” she asked.

“Of course, we will,” said Jalen.
“Jett, will you show Grace what you’ve come up with?”

“I found a store online that
specializes in security and surveillance equipment. I had some
items delivered. I went down and picked up the packages from the
security desk this morning while you were finishing your second
shower,” he said with a wink and smiled when she
blushed.

He brought a package over to the table
and took out four pairs of glasses. “These are made to show a video
stream of what’s happening behind you, onto the corners of the
front lenses. I can easily alter them to connect to the MP3
players. Wearing the glasses and earplugs, you can step into the
shoes of the man you’re investigating. The Bluetooth I
re-engineered will allow you to simply think about stopping,
starting, fast-forwarding, or reversing and it will happen. I have
attached the date/time stamps to run concurrently side by side with
the data, but separately so you can use it as a guide without
corrupting the data. If we each keep paper and pen handy, we can
scan and mark as we go along,” he said.

“Jett, that’s perfect. Do you think we
can get through everything by Monday morning?” Grace asked. “And
then we can put it into a summarized report for the Captain and
State’s Attorney,” she said.

“With all of us working on it, yes, I
think so.”

“Okay. Justyn, would you be willing to
be in charge of all our meals? I promise to make you a special meal
for dinner Monday night,” she asked.

“I enjoy cooking. It would be my
pleasure, Grace,” answered Justyn.

“After this is all over, remind me to
show you the Food Channel on television; I think you’ll like it a
lot,” she said.

Work proceeded as planned for the
remainder of Saturday and into Sunday. There were times when she
was sick to her stomach from what she was seeing and hearing. She
did her job, though, pushed her feelings to the side and took
excellent notes. She found comfort in knowing that they would soon
be taking down the entire operation. She was glad, however, that
she wasn’t doing the Anton tapes. Jalen had insisted she stick with
Mr. Kadyrov and she agreed. On Sunday afternoon, taking a break,
she found Justyn sitting in the kitchen; he seemed
upset.

She tried to get him to tell her what
was wrong, but he would only say that Anton Kadyrov should be put
to death. She started to swing her leg over his; when he realized
what she was trying to do; he helped her until they were chest to
chest. She leaned forward, took his head in both hands and pulled
it down on her shoulder. She felt him bring his arms around her and
hold on tight. They stayed like that for fifteen or twenty minutes
until Jalen came in looking for lunch, he said. She suspected he
was checking on them. She noticed he looked after everyone else.
She would need to work on that and make sure he understood that
sometimes others could take care of him.

Early Monday morning, she called
Captain Udaka at home.

“Captain, we have it all!” she crowed,
“We have more than enough to get warrants. We know where all
Kadyrov’s stashes are and have all the combinations and passwords
we need for all of their computers, notebooks, etc. They have
self-destruct codes built into their cell phones so we need to
arrest them simultaneously before they can send out erase commands.
Jett has a device that will temporarily jam any signals so I’d like
to have my guys close-by when we make the arrests,” she
said.

“My main concern is that we catch all
the rats in the net. We’ll need to coordinate a large group and
that means leaks. We still haven’t plugged the one we know about,”
said the Captain.

“As to that, I think we may have
nailed your leak. They never met personally but had several phone
conversations. Jett says he recognized a voice and ran a comparison
test. It was positive. Then he contacted authorities in Grozny and
we found the link. Vasily Kadyrov had a brother. That brother is
dead, as are his children. However, there was one grandchild sent
to school in the States and fostered with an American family. Her
real name is Olga Kadyrov. It’s Assistant State’s Attorney Sheila
Carson, Captain. She’s your leak.”

“Damn it! Are you sure? Okay. Well,
that explains a few things. I’m going to call the State’s Attorney
at home directly and tell her she’s got a viper in her nest. Then
we’ll meet you at your place and work out a plan of action. There
have been a lot of people working this case, Grace, more than you
know. You aren’t the only one undercover. With the help of those
Interpol agents, you’ve busted this case wide open. There will be a
commendation in this for you.”

“Thank you, Captain. We’ll expect you
in an hour and a half, then.” She hung up the phone and turned to
the guys.

“The Captain and the State’s Attorney
will be here in an hour and a half. We need to get everything
together to present to them. I’m going back to my desk and put the
information packets together. This is a larger operation than even
I knew,” she said before leaving the room.

She was ready for the Captain when he
arrived. When she heard the doorbell, Jalen insisted on answering
it. Standing in the doorway was the Captain and the diminutive
State’s Attorney.

“Kevin said you were tall. He didn’t
say you were this tall,” she said, looking up at Jalen.

He smiled down at her. “You should
have seen our grandfather,” he said, as he gestured them in through
the door.

Grace stepped forward and made the
introductions as the Captain had yet to meet either Jalen or
Justyn. They all settled around the dining room table since it was
the only space with enough chairs for them all. Justyn brought out
refreshments as Grace handed out the evidence summaries. She
pointed to three boxes taped shut and marked as
evidence.

“The first box has the original
downloads from the surveillance system. You need a special
prototype device to record the data, but it’s equipped with a USB
port. Jett downloaded the data on to four separate MP3 players;
there was a great deal of it. All four of us spent the last
forty-eight hours combing through the data and isolating
evidentiary points. We then isolated those onto separate flash
drives and DVD’s. The second two boxes contain true copies,” Grace
said.

She turned to Ms. Herrera. “I’d like
you to listen to one particular conversation Mr. Kadyrov made. I
know the Captain told you our suspicions. I think you’ll recognize
the voice.”

Grace had her laptop up and ready to
go with the DVD-ROM paused at the correct spot. She pressed the
play button and played the recordings of several conversations
between Mr. Kadyrov and his niece, Olga.

“That’s some very damning evidence,
and seeing the room he was sitting in and watching him make notes
about which people he wants to have killed while they’re speaking
will be very powerful evidence in front of a jury. I can tell you
now, Mr. Contadina, that every law enforcement agency on the planet
is going to want access to this technology,” said Ms.
Herrera

Grace then handed over a file that
ostensibly Jett had put together; in fact, Becky had pulled it
together for them Saturday night and Sunday. It proved that Olga
Kadyrov and Sheila Carson were one and the same.

“Damn, I would swear that she’s been a
damn good prosecutor. Her success rate is almost unmatched in the
office,” Ms. Herrera said.

“We thought about that. Our theory was
that with her cousin’s and uncle’s help, she was able to convict
their competition, so to speak. If you look closely at her record,
her few failures were always cases connected to the Kadyrov
organization. Over half of them were for technical oversights,”
said Grace.

“This is going to open the floodgates.
Many of her convictions could be overturned. That’s for later.
Right now, I need you to quickly summarize what charges you think
you have here and what evidence you have to back it up. Give me a
little DVD of the highlights. I have a pre-arranged lunch date with
Judge Forrest. I’ll take him a Panini and we can have lunch in,”
said Ms. Herrera, already planning her afternoon.

After a minute of making notes in her
organizer, she turned to Captain Udaka. “Kevin, get your team in
place and I’ll bring you the warrants personally by four o’clock
this afternoon. We can’t arrest Ms. Carson until we arrest the
others. We have a major drug case that’s not connected to the
Kadyrov organization. I’ll send her out to interview the cops and
observe interrogations. She knows her stuff so even while we’re
preparing for her arrest, she’ll actually be helping us out. Even
while she’s out of the way, I’ll be getting one last piece of good
work out of her. She won’t be so involved that she’ll taint the
evidence; I’ll make sure of that.