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“Yes, but I’m not getting you any coffee,” the woman replied.
“That’s all right, Janine. It’s Janine, right? Janine Webster before you married Ewan?”
“How do you know my name?”
“Like I said, we’re with Cerberus. Finding out things is kind of our business. Brock, I think you scared Janine just a little. Why don’t you go see if you can get her a cup of coffee.”
“Sure thing, Alicia. You want anything?”
“If she’s got some chilled bottled water and maybe a snack, that would be great.”
He dropped a kiss on her head and headed into the kitchen. It didn’t take long to make a mess of things before coming back out with a mug of coffee for Janine, a bottle of water for Alicia, and a bottled Frappuccino for himself.
“I love these things. The guys give me shit when I order one, so I don’t do it when they’re around.”
“That’s because they’re all intimidated by your muscles, so they try to make fun of you.” She turned to Janine. “They call him the Enforcer of the group. Miley—she’s one of my best friends—is a sniper, but when it comes to one-on-one, Brock is our go-to guy.”
Brock handed out the drinks, walked over to the sofa next to Alicia and sort of flopped down. “You wore me out last night, baby girl.”
She beamed at him. “I had the best time. Did I tell you that was the best sex I ever had? I’ve never come so many times.”
“I didn’t make you sore, did I?”
“A little, but only in the best way.”
The look on Janine’s face was priceless. She was absolutely appalled. In fact, she looked as though she was going to vomit. Brock had to admit, he’d almost pay to see that. Janine Webster/Rennault was one of those ‘perfect’ women—dressed impeccably in pastel colors, artfully applied makeup, not a hair out of place and sitting in her perfectly white living room. The kitchen had been more of the same. Brock wondered where the children played.
“You two do realize you’re on an open channel, right?” said Seth. “Don’t get me wrong, though, I’m thinking the two of you should take this show on the road.”
“I only wish there was video,” said Miley, laughing.
“So, Janine,” said Brock. “You don’t mind if I call you Janine, do you? I mean it would get confusing if I called you Mrs. Rennault, as for a number of years, Alicia thought she was the only Mrs. Rennault. Tell me, Janine, did that bastard beat you, too? By the way, where is he hiding out? We know he left Chicago after he tried to kidnap Alicia. That was a good idea on his part, as the cops and the FBI are looking for him.”
“I’m not answering any questions without a lawyer.”
“That’s probably best,” soothed Alicia.
“No, it’s not,” argued Brock. “She needs to help us if she ever wants to see that sonofabitch again. Or the outside of a prison cell, for that matter. I want to know why the two of you targeted Alicia.”
“I had nothing to do with it,” Janine stammered.
“That is complete and utter bullshit,” said Brock. “Even if you didn’t know about it beforehand, you sure as hell knew about it after the fact, and that can land you in almost as much trouble as if you had known all along. Say, do you have any siblings or living parents? I only ask because you might want to call them.”
“Why?”
“Well with you and the asshole in prison, someone’s going to need to look after those two cute kids of yours. Are they Ewan’s? I kind of doubt it. Alicia said he was kind of a dud in the stud department, if you know what I mean. Anyway, if you don’t have someone you can appoint as a legal guardian, they’ll go into foster care, and according to one of my colleagues, the California foster care system sucks.”
“No. You can’t do that…”
“Sure, I can,” said Brock agreeably. “What did the two of you want? Just the insurance money? It seems like a lot of work for just half a million. I know I wouldn’t do it for that.” He turned to Alicia. “Did I mention I have money? Lots and lots of money?”
“No, but then, I was far more interested in that lethal weapon you keep in your pants.”
“Yeah, you did seem real fond of it last night what with all the moaning and screaming. By the way, that’s the best sex I ever had, too.”
He turned back to Janine. “So, what was the end game? Our friend Seth just thinks Ewan is a psycho sonofabitch and likes beating on women. Since you control the purse strings, he couldn’t beat on you, so he found Alicia. Did you watch? Are you as sick as he is?”
“I’m not going to answer any of your questions. Now get out, or I’ll call the police.”
