Fragrance of Revenge (30 page)

Chapter 92

He was headed to the Brattle Street office and Mercedes looked like she could use a good night’s sleep. He let
her rest her eyes as he made the thirty minute trip.

“Mercy we’re here.”

“This used to be home when I was
on the task force.”

“It can be again if you want to
work for Paddy.”

“I’ll give it some thought, but I
really want to enjoy settling down with Scott and hopefully raising a family.”

“Let’s go inside. You know you can
do all of that. I need to keep Scott away from future investigations, and
having you at the office here, might just provide that result.”

“Mike, this is the third time one
of my sisters has him hostage. I sure hope he is going to be as lucky as he was
the last time, but I’m really worried. My sister has nothing to lose at this
point. I’m sure she would like nothing more than to hurt me by killing Scott,
or killing both of us.”

They entered the old colonial
building and were greeted with the smell of fresh brewed coffee. “Paddy, look
who is here.”

“Mercedes welcome. I’m so sorry about
your parents. Are you okay?”

“I’ve had a very trying few days,
but I’m okay…tired, but okay. I need right now to do everything I possibly can
to save Scott’s butt, so I can pound the shit out of him.”

“I think you could really do that
too.”

“Paddy, any news? Mike asked.

“I have the coffee in the
conference room. Why don’t we go in there and discuss what we have, and what we
should do next.”

The coffee tasted very good, and
he noticed Mercedes finished her cup immediately, and poured another.

Paddy got up and went over to the
blackboard. “I made some notes, but let me explain. After the unit spotted your
dad’s car in the garage and the bulkhead clasp broken, he reported he thought
they might be in the house. Many of the lights were on. We dispatched many cars
to the scene, but when they got inside, the abductors and Scott were gone.”

He continued. “They found your
mother in the master bedroom and confirmed she died of a heart attack. Your
father died from a fall from the upstairs balcony. Neither one of them suffered
from what we can tell. There were traces of blood on the master bedroom bed,
but nothing life-threatening. They found electric cords, one with the end cut
which might have been used to torture Scott.”

“What condition was the house in?”
Mercedes asked.

“It was obvious they were looking
for valuables, and found the safe, but never got into it. We found a page from
your sister Melanie’s diary. It was about you and her sailing on your
grandfather’s boat. It looks like it might have been ripped out in a rage, most
likely by Alexis.”

“What kind of car were they
driving?” she asked.

“They are in a ’63 Pontiac Tempest…gold in color. However, the thing that all of us are surprised at is that
with all the towns on alert, there hasn’t been one sighting of their car. We
can’t figure that out, unless by chance they changed vehicles.”

“Anything missing?” Mercedes
asked.

“Well the diary is missing and
something from the top of the desk, but we don’t know what it was. Any idea?”

“My dad kept a neat office. What
side of the desk are we talking about?”

“The right side, why? Do you think
you know what it was?”

“Was his address book there?”

“I don’t know. Let me make a phone
call.” Paddy left the conference room.

“Mercedes are you hanging in
there?”

“Yes and no. Scott and I had words
a few days ago about him going to see Maggie dance.”

“Yes, Scott told me.”

“He did?”

“Yeah. He was frustrated one night
and went to watch her dance. Why?”

“Nothing else?”

“If you mean did he spend any time
with her privately…absolutely not.”

“Then I guess his other bad news
was about him doing the investigation.”

“What do you mean other bad news?”

He saw her let out a deep breath.
“No, it was just Scott’s way of not lying to me, but I took it the wrong way.”

Paddy came back in the conference
room. “Paul confirmed there was no address book on the desk or anywhere in the
office.”

“What are you thinking Mercedes?”

“I think I know where they might
be headed. One of the pictures on the piano was of our New Hampshire camp.”

“Do you know the address?”

“Yes, but better. I know how to
get there and some other potential info if that is where they went.”

Chapter 93

She had a tough time convincing
Paddy and Mike not to call the New Hampshire State Police. Their points made
sense, but the biggest trump card she played is that she knew the area, the
camp and she was still an FBI agent. Since they might have taken Scott across
state lines it was now a federal offense.

Her parents bought the camp when
she was in the third grade. They used it in the summer months. Her mom would go
up for the entire summer, and her dad would come up on Friday afternoons, and
leave early Monday morning. It was hard not to think about all of the good
times she had. The special times were when he took three weeks vacation in
July.
It was hard to believe they were both gone.
Saving Scott is
what she had to do, even if it meant putting her life in danger.

It was a long drive to Ossipee New
Hampshire. She took the opportunity to sleep during the drive. It was easy to
do, since she hadn’t slept for a long time and the motion of the car was like a
cradle. Mike was driving well over the speed limit, but at a safe pace. She
could hear the engine’s roar and the extra sway when he pulled out to pass.

Periodically she was not asleep,
and could hear their conversation.

“Paddy, are we doing the right
thing?” Mike whispered.

“I think we might be just a few
hours behind them, but I agree with Mercedes in this instance. I think we have
a better chance of freeing Scott from her sister. Sullivan is who scares me the
most. He has gotten himself way in over his head. Blackmailing was one thing,
but now he is directly involved in a homicide. He can’t go back and undo it,
and he might just become a cornered rat.”

“What is the plan when we get
there?”

“Based on the information Mercedes
shared about the location of the cabin, on one side is the lake and the other
is the long driveway which leads down from the road above. She said you can’t
see the cabin from the road, which gives us a way to approach the cabin without
being seen. When we get there I’m going to let her tell us her thoughts on how
to proceed.”

“She’s had quite the last few
days…being abducted once is bad enough, but twice and then a third attempt. I
can’t blame her for slamming the guy’s nose into his brain. Then on top of that
to find both of your parents dead and the love of your life kidnapped. She is
one amazing person. I would love to have her working with us. What are your
thoughts Mike?”

“I’m all for it. It is strange
that this is the third time she is attempting to save Scott’s life from one of
her sisters. If she does save him this time, she is probably going to kill him
herself for getting involved in this whole thing.”

“It’s not ‘if’ Paddy, it is ‘when’
I save him. You better believe on one hand I’m going to thank God we rescued
him, and on the other hand…well, it won’t be pretty.” She leaned over the seat
and announced she was now awake.

“I hope you got some sleep. Mike
and I both have weapons, but I know you don’t have one. Here, take this backup
piece.”

“Thanks Paddy.” She examined it
briefly and put it in her waistband behind her back. We’re going to find the
cottages busy this time of the year. If they make a run for it, we need to be
very careful that the vacationers are safe. Should they indeed run, there
aren’t many roads that they can escape on. When we get there is there any way
we can then alert the state police to what is going on?”

“We have the radio and we should
be able to reach them…good idea. I think we should wait until we assess the
situation though.”

“Right. Mike, this is the turnoff
you need. Take a right here, it leads to the lake and to Maine.”

“Maybe we should alert the Maine
State Police,” Mike said.

“Let’s let New Hampshire handle
that call. How far now Mercy?”

“About five minutes. We’re looking
for Leavitt Road I think, but it has been years since I’ve been up here. I’ll
know the turnoff when I see it. The camp is on the Leavitt Bay area of the lake complex.”   

Mike was still exceeding the speed
limit. “There it is…that’s it right there.” Mike braked the car and the car
went into a skid, but he managed to turn the wheel and correct it. The car
bounced when it hit the dirt road. “Mike we have only a short distance to go.
When we go by Broadbay Road we need to find a place to turn off this road. We
shouldn’t go much further in the car.”

The night was giving way to the
light of morning, but Mike turned off the headlights to be safe.

“That’s Broadbay Road on the left,
the next place you see to park take it.”

A short distance later there was a
home being constructed on the left and he pulled in off the road up to the
newly poured cement foundation.

“This is it. The camp is about ten
down on the right. It is a cape-style-two story house, red in color, with a
detached garage. Once again you can’t see the house from the road, or couldn’t,
back the last time I was here,” Mercedes announced cocking her newly acquired
piece.

*.*.*

Paddy whispered as they studied
the property. “I don’t see the car. What if the camp is occupied by someone
else?”

“You know my dad’s real estate
firm could have rented it for the summer. Good point Paddy,” Mercedes said
softly. “There’s no windows on the garage, so we can’t check for their vehicle.
If they took the large key ring from my parents’ house, the keys to everything
my parents own are on that key chain,” Mercedes added.

“There aren’t any windows on this side
of the house…strange,” Mike mentioned.

“Not really if you know my dad.
This is the west facing side, and he purposely didn’t want any windows as there
is no A/C in the camp,” Mercedes offered.

“What do you suggest Mercedes?”
Paddy asked.

“Here’s the layout of the camp.
The left side of the camp is the original camp. When you come in you come onto
the porch. The porch goes the length of the lake side of the camp on the old
section. There’s a door which leads to the kitchen and bath, and the living room
is where the large chimney is.

“The entrance to the newer
two-story addition is through the living room. There is a bedroom to the right
of that entrance, and another sitting area to the left. The stairs to the
second level are on the far side of that sitting area. Upstairs there are two
bedrooms facing the lake off a common hall along this side of the camp.”

“Any thoughts?” Paddy asked.

“Well, if they are here, Scott
could be either in the bedroom in the new addition, or in one of the two
upstairs. If they want to keep an eye on Scott while they get some privacy of
their own, my money would be on the upstairs bedrooms.”

“Can we see any of those rooms
from the ground?”

“Not unless you are way out on the
lake, or on that island out there.” She thought for a minute. “There is a
window in the downstairs bedroom, which is on the right hand side of that
addition. We could check that out first and it would confirm they are
upstairs.”

“You’re forgetting one important
point…we don’t know if they actually came here,” Paddy said, but he wasn’t
smiling.

“Mike it is getting light out. I
suggest you climb up on the garage roof to see if you see anything in that
lower bedroom.”

He started to move toward the
camp.

She grabbed his arm. “Mike, one
other thing…my dad had two shotguns and a rifle in the downstairs gun case. I
have no idea if they are still there, or locked up some other place.”

“Thanks, I think.”

*.*.*

A long fifteen minutes later Mike
came back to where they were hiding. “Okay, there isn’t anybody in that room.
There’s a light shining from the far room, which might be that living room area
you mentioned. What now?”

“Here’s what I think we can do
next, but it won’t be very pretty, and I can do it. The old camp portion has a
crawl space under it. I could crawl under it to see if I hear any voices above
it,” she said as she started to move away.

“You’re not going anywhere pretty
lady. You have had enough tight situations the last few days, and there is no
way you are crawling under that house. But, it is a great idea. Just give me a
few minutes,” Mike said and was already bent over headed to the back of the
garage.

“Mercedes, you’re shaking,” Paddy
said putting both his hands on one of hers.

“I can’t let Scott get killed.
He’s my future. My family is gone, well except for this nut-case sister, and
all I can think of is the blood that you mentioned was on the bed at my
parents.”

“Mercy, if he is in that house, I
promise we will get him out alive.”

“I surely hope so. There are only
two reasons he’s there. Either they need him as a hostage, or I don’t like the
other reason at all. I saw what her twin did to him, and she confessed she
loved Scott. This twin doesn’t have any of that history. I’m a profiler, and I
don’t like what my gut is telling me.”

Chapter 94

He saw Alexis’ eyes when she told
him to go in the first bedroom and get on the bed naked. However, she took
Scott down the hall into the other bedroom and he worried what she might be
doing.

When they backed the car into the
one car garage, Alexis spotted the box of ropes and took several of them with
her. Her comment was something along the lines of being safe and being
prepared.

Now in the bedroom and naked on
the bed he couldn’t hear what was going on in the other bedroom. Although it
was early July, it was still very early morning and the camp was cold. He
resisted the urge to cover himself with one of the Army or Navy blankets piled
on the only chair in the room.

His mind was reeling from what
they, or more specifically Alexis, had done. Three people were dead and he
expected her to kill Scott. It wouldn’t surprise him to have her ask him to
kill Scott. He could hurt him, but he knew he couldn’t kill him. He saw what
she did to the doctor, and there was no doubt in his mind whether she could
indeed kill again.

It had been at least thirty
minutes and it was getting even harder to ignore the blankets so close by. He
heard a door close and looked over to the bedroom door and saw Alexis standing
there with ropes in one hand, a razor in the other and a huge smile on her
face.

He had also seen her naked many
times recently, but observing her leaning against the door frame twilling the
ropes made his heart beat faster immediately.

“Chris I’m sorry it took me longer
than I expected. Scott needed more coaxing than previously, but he eventually
gave me what I wanted. When I left him he was quite uncomfortable, but happy to
still be alive. He also confessed some things about his love of Mercedes that I
found interesting.”

He watched her stop swinging the
ropes and head to the side of the bed. “You look like you’re cold. Would you
like me to warm you up?”

“Yes, I would.”

“That’s not a very respectful
answer. Try it again.”

“Yes master, I would like to be
warmed up.”

“That is slightly better, but it
will do.” She immediately climbed onto his body and licked his ear, and then
nibbled it.

Feeling her hot body against his
was extremely enjoyable and he could feel his reacting to hers.

“I can feel you getting excited.”
She wiggled her body against his and he continued to grow. She jumped off him
and went over and opened one of the brown Army blankets. She came back over and
continued to stare at his excitement. “You’re much too distracting, so I’m
going to cover you while I tie you up.” She didn’t immediately move to do that
but watched his body twitch even more.

She finally spread the blanket
from his neck down to his lower legs. She picked up a rope and tied it around
the hole in the headboard, and did the same with another rope. “Put your hands
up over your head.” She wrapped one rope around his wrist twice and then tied a
knot. She climbed onto the blanket covering his body and did the same with the
other rope.

When she had both of his wrists
tied above his head she lowered herself so he could suckle her. He could tell
she enjoyed his attention her nipples were larger than he had seen previously. “You
like this don’t you?”

“I like it as much as you do
Chris.” She got off him and went to the bottom of the bed and pulled him down.
She tied a rope around the left footboard and then spread his legs and tied the
other end to his ankle. She did the same for the other leg, but she pulled the
rope as tight as she could.

“That’s too tight Alexis.”

“What did you say?”

“Would you please loosen that last
rope?”

“No.”

He saw something he didn’t want to
see. She picked up the straight razor off the blanket and opened it. If it
wasn’t for her expression, he thought she might be going to cut the rope.
However, he was trying to assess whether she was playing a game with him. She
came over to the side of the bed and slowly pulled the blanket off him. The
room felt even colder than just minutes earlier.

When she climbed on the bed and
sat on his thighs it was like a frying pan was placed on them.

“Here’s the same old Chris…standing
at attention and waiting for me to give you a big reward.”

 He watched her studying his body
from his hair down to the junction of his thighs.

“What do you want me to do Chris?”

He took a big intake of air, but
didn’t dare say anything.

“I’m sure Scott has recovered by
now, I can go back to him. If that is what you want then so be it. Now is your
chance Chris…tell me what you want.”

“I want you to put down that razor
and take me in your mouth.”

She smiled at him. “Details,
details.” She put the razor down on his stomach, grabbed him and he felt her
hot mouth on him.

She had learned her lessons well. He
could see her eyes looking up at him with the open razor in his line of sight.

He recoiled when he felt her
teeth. “Let’s see now, put the razor down and take you in my mouth.” She was
still holding his erection and admiring it. He felt her switch hands and saw
her lift the razor off him.

She gave him a strange smile and he
saw the blade move swiftly and then felt incredible pain. He remembered what
happened to the doctor and realized what the pain was. The blood was running
down between his legs.

Then he felt her reach for him
again and more incredible pain as she took what was left. He felt the room
spinning and then she leaned down and transferred something to his mouth.