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she held on to her father. Baron lifted her off of him. “Come on, Milandra. Stay calm.” He led her to where Kenley sat. “You Houstons need to comfort each other.”
    Baron went back down to the east wing, but this time he went to Rupert’s study. He hurried over to his laptop computer. Rupert was still logged on. Baron strolled down through all of the emailsin his mailbox files until he saw the email that he was looking for. He saw that the email came from juicyascanbe. He deleted it.
    He ran back down the east wing and stepped over Rupert to enter the master suite. He looked around until he discovered the destroyed cell phone on the floor. He dared not put any of his fingerprints on the phone. This was a crime scene until the cause of death was pronounced.
    Baron stepped back over Rupert to leave the suite when he noticed his eyes were still open and as sharp as a blade. He knelt down and closed Rupert’s eyes.
    â€œDamn! I wanted to pay you back, but not to this extent.” Baron became sentimental over the death of the man who had helped build his career. He wiped his watery eyes as he stood up and noticed the paramedics approaching the room. “Hello, I’m Baron Chavis, the Houstons’ attorney and friend.”
    â€œDo you know exactly what happened here?” one of them asked.
    â€œNo, I’ll have to get one of his daughters to tell you. I arrived shortly before you,” he explained.
    Baron made his way to get Milandra, since she was the oldest. She was huddled down on the floor with her sisters, in tears.
    â€œThe paramedics need to speak to you. They need to know what might have happened,” he said.
    Milandra wept as he helped her to stand up. He placed his arms around her and led her down the hall. She trembled as she explained to the paramedics what happened. “My sisters and I had just come home from a day out with our mother. Mother was on her way into her room to take her daily heart medicine when she discovered Father on the floor. I guess the shock of seeing him lying there was more than she could bear. She tried to warn us but was unable to speak. She gasped for breath, and the next thing weknew she had tumbled down the stairs. My father, I have no clue as to what happened to him. Is he okay?” Milandra hoped he might have just fainted.
    â€œI’m afraid not; your father is also dead. From the look of things he had a massive heart attack, and so did your mother.”
    â€œNo, not Father and Mother. They’re our life. We breathe for our parents. My God, what will we do without them?” Milandra ran back to her sisters. She cried. “Father is dead, too.”
    Her sisters heard her loud and clear. Kenley stomped her feet rapidly on the floor. Noelle banged her fist against the wall until a colorful painting of a floral arrangement fell and crumbled into tiny pieces of glass. Milandra leaned against the wall and sobbed.
    Baron came to their rescue. “Girls, try to get control of yourselves. Think of what your father and mother would say if they were here.”
    The sisters thought of what their parents would say. They knew that their words would be empowering: that no matter what troubles happen in their family, they must stand tall and gain strength from each other. And when joy comes their way, they should rejoice in unity, for they are forever Houstons.
    Just like robots, the girls wiped away their sobbing eyes. They brushed off their linen clothes. They went downstairs into the open-spaced kitchen adjacent to a family room where a plasma television showed the news. In a matter of time, their family’s sadness would be plastered over the television screen, as well as the front pages of every local newspaper.
    â€œKenley, get something cold out of the refrigerator for us to drink. Noelle, you get the glasses,” Milandra instructed.
    Kenley opened the refrigerator door that was hidden behind a wooden cabinet. She