don’t threaten me, it’s stupid, Nico. We’re in the clear for a homicide investigation; the last thing we need is the police sniffing around. We’ll work out the money, okay?”
“It’s already worked out. Two grand a week for life, and I expect the first payment tomorrow.”
“That’s how you’re going to play this?”
“Why not? What’s a punk ass like you gonna do?”
Hearn shot out of his seat so fast that Rachel jumped. He grabbed Nico by the collar, lifted him off the sofa, and then punched him in the stomach, twice.
Nico fell to his knees as he tried to catch his breath, and Hearn punched him on the side of the head, sending him to the floor, where he lay on his back between the coffee table and the sofa. He was gasping for air.
Rachel brought her feet up to sofa, with her arms wrapped around her legs, in an effort to stay clear of Nico.
Hearn leaned over and laughed at him.
“Look at you, you’re a shadow of what you were, I knew that when you came limping in here like an invalid. Now listen to me, if I ever see you again, I will hire two punks just like you to beat you back into a coma, you got me?”
Nico nodded, he was still on his back, but his breathing was better. On the sofa, Rachel took in the scene with a look of terror in her eyes.
It took Nico nearly a minute to rise to his feet, and he had to use the coffee table to do it. He went hobbling back out the way he came in, but as he was closing the door, his eyes met Rachel’s, and she felt a chill pass through her.
Hearn spat at the door.
“That’s how you handle punks.”
“Tim,”
“What?”
Rachel shivered again as she remembered Nico’s eyes.
“I think you just made a big mistake.”
***
P arker picked up the items from the coffee table.
“I recognize this hair pin, or whatever you call it. Rachel bought two of these years ago while we were vacationing in Mexico, and I guess these panties are hers too?”
Heather wiped at tears, even as new ones took their place.
“Are you sleeping with her?”
Parker dumped the items back onto the table and then sat on the edge of it, so that he was facing her.
“I am not sleeping with her. She must have planted these things the last time she was here.”
“Why would she do that?”
“I don’t know. It’s like she’s determined to bring me down to her level, and she also can’t stand how happy I am with you.”
Heather stared at him.
“Timothy Hearn told me that you were sleeping with Rachel, but I didn’t believe it.”
“When did he tell you that?”
“A few days ago, and you did tell me that she was here that night. Did something happen, a, a moment of weakness?”
“No! Heather, I am not sleeping with anyone but you. I love you.”
She pointed at the table.
“Then why are those here?”
Parker took her hands in his and stared into her eyes.
“I love you and would never do anything to risk what we have, do you believe me?”
Heather stared back at him, then down at the table, before staring searchingly into his eyes once more.
She left the house minutes later, and headed off to find Rachel.
***
H earn had left the bar after his encounter with Nico, but Rachel stayed in the office.
She was nervously pacing back and forth when Heather barged in from the kitchen entrance and tossed the barrette and panties at her.
They fell to the floor, and Rachel sent Heather a smile.
“Well, now you know,”
“He still says nothing happened, but I’m not a fool.”
“That’s debatable,”
“How long has it been going on?”
Rachel looked into Heather’s red eyes and smiled.
“It never ended. Rick and I can’t seem to live together, but we also can’t keep our hands off each other.”
“I loved him.”
“So, I loved him first.”
Tires screeched to a stop outside, followed by a horn blaring. Rachel looked out the window and saw Parker sitting in his Mustang. A moment later and he yelled for her.
“Rachel! Rachel get out here,”
She let