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| Soap Sins Monday, April 2, 2012 CHAPTER 28 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. LINK ONLY! DEAD AGAIN! Previously on SOAP SINS 'Nick' frowned and bent over to retrieve the Swiss army knife that had fallen. "Either we're having canned beans tonight and you couldn't find a can opener - or you're afraid of me." His eyes narrowed as he toyed with the knife. "You're afraid of me, aren't you ...?" The story now continues ... - Dakota held out her hand and stared him squarely in the eye. "Give it back." - "Since when did you carry around a Swiss army knife?" - "It belongs to Brent." - He chuckled and handed the knife over. "Of course. The surfer boy flunky must have thought you needed protection. He must be a peace lover if he thinks a little thing like that will cut it in the U.S.A., no pun intended!" - A flash of lightning outside caused Dakota to jump. - 'Nick' excused himself to go get dressed. - Dakota watched as he walked away whistling. She picked up her Prada bag and shoved the now folded knife back inside. This was ridiculous. The African Queen must have spotted him somewhere and wrongly assumed he was Ned, as she still believed the real Nick was dead. That had to be it. This was the real Nick. She had recognized the thin scar he had under his bellybutton - the one he said he had been left with following an operation to stop a bleeding ulcer. What were the chances that his twin had had the same operation and sustained the same scar in the same place? - Her cell phone rang. "Hello?" She didn't have the patience to check who was calling. - "We gotta have a nightcap!" It was Tony the mobster, and he was pushier than ever, given that it was night. Vampires and wiseguys both seemed to wake up in the dead of night. - Dakota shook her head, wondering why she had even thought of vampires. "There's a storm outside." - He sounded like he'd already been drinking. "Darlin, there's a storm in my heart if I can't see you!" - She kicked off her shoes and walked into the living room. Nick entered in a tux and got close so that he too could listen in on the conversation. He motioned for her to keep talking. She did. - "Tony, about that nightcap ..." - Nick started to gesture that she should invite him over. - Dakota nodded. "It would be nice if you came over here." - The wiseguy agreed. He got her address and promised to be there within the hour. When the call was over, she asked Nick why he was wearing his tux. He grinned. "I had a feeling we would be having company tonight. I'll go get the champagne we'll be serving and then we can discuss our plan." - "We don't have much time." - He suddenly frowned. "You're right. There's no ice so it'll be hell to chill the damn thing." - "But what about Tony? I think he tried to kill you." - "Of course, because he's the proverbial bad guy. We'll confront him when he arrives and take it from there. And don't worry, I'm packing heat." With a wink, he excused himself to fetch the best bottle of champagne from the private wine cellar in the basement. - It was raining harder than ever outside. Dakota wished he hadn't asked her to terminate the buff security guards. Not because they were buff, but due to the protection they had ensured. Nick hadn't wanted to keep walking around inside with a disguise on, though, so that was that. She reminded herself at least the window had been fixed and walked toward it to take a closer look. The blinds were stuck. She decided to pull them all aside. It was black outside and you could hear nothing but the sound of the angry rain. Nick still hadn't returned. She was about to turn away from the window and go after him when a flash of lighting lit up the front yard for a split second. And that was when she saw the face outside the window, staring in. It was BILL, her co-star who was supposed to have died earlier that day. He moved his pale lips, like he was trying to tell her something. - Dakota gasped in shock and fell to the floor with a thud ...! |
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