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They loaded Raquel into the RV like Cleopatra being delivered to Caesar. Chloe kept an eye out on all the neighbors, but never saw any curious faces in windows or passersby who gave them a second look. Just three people and a rug. Nothing to see here, move along. She thanked Winston one more time, giving him a hug and wishing him luck. He and Lily motored off in the RV. She didn’t know where they were taking the body and, at this point, she didn’t want to know.

Exhausted and stinking of old sweat, she locked up the workshop and went back inside to take a shower and maybe — just maybe — get some sleep. She checked in on Bee, who was enthralled in surveillance videos. Knowing Bee had the search for the bearded guy well in hand, she felt she could finally relax a little. At least until Paul got home.

Chapter 18

PAUL came home to find Chloe naked on their bed, lying on her stomach and snoring softly. He stood in the doorway, admiring her for a moment. God damn he loved that ass. Worries and concerns about Isaiah and Eddie and everything else faded away as he looked at her. He slipped off his shoes and socks, unbuckled his jeans and let them fall to the floor. Stripping off his shirt, he slid into bed beside her, naked. Still asleep, she unconsciously snuggled up against him as he wrapped an arm around her chest and pressed up against her backside. He softly caressed a breast as he nuzzled her short pink hair, which was still damp from the shower.

Chloe had stopped snoring when he took hold of her, and now as his fingers played with her nipple, she started to moan, no longer asleep. Paul knew from experience that no matter how tired she was, Chloe seldom resented being woken up for sex. His hand roamed down her body, over her stomach and between her thighs. She spread her legs enough to welcome his touch and pressed her ass back against his hardening cock as she enjoyed his ministrations.

Then, in one swift motion she was wide awake, twisting around to face him and kissing him hard on the mouth. They held each other close, grinding their pelvises together as their tongues darted and slid past one another. He squeezed her ass as she tweaked his nipple. She rolled him onto his back and sat astride him, lifting up and then sinking back down as she guided him into her. He sighed and she moaned as she started moving atop him. As the minutes passed and his hands fondled her breasts, she rode him faster and faster. She pushed his hands away and leaned forward to jam her tongue down his throat as she moved in a frenzy atop him. She shuddered and cried out and, a few seconds later, so did he.

Afterward, they lay beside one another, sweaty and relaxed. Chloe lay on her back, eyes closed and smiling. Paul, on his side next to her, gently stroked up and down her body, petting her just the way she liked.

“Good morning,” he said.

“It’s starting to get good,” Chloe replied.

Paul lay there and stared at her for a while, admiring her skin as his hand moved over it. He didn’t want to break this blissful moment, but there was too much going on out there that he couldn’t — and more importantly, shouldn’t — ignore.

“Did Winston come by?” he asked.

“Yeah. And Lily. They took care of… everything,” she replied, eyes still closed. “Win said you two had breakfast?”

“I brought some muffins. They’re downstairs. Cranberry almond.”

“What’d you guys talk about?”

“Me and Winston, or when I met with Isaiah and Winston?”

“Either. Both.”

“The meeting with Isaiah was pretty short. I told them what we’d found and what we thought happened and all that.”

“I don’t remember you and me talking about Eddie being our prime suspect,” Chloe said in calm tones. Paul wasn’t sure if she was angry or not.

“Well, I didn’t think of it until I was there talking to Isaiah. It just kind of occurred to me, you know? And it seemed to fit.”

“So you just threw it out there?”

“I guess I did, yeah.” He knew what she was going to say next.

“You talk too much; you know that, right?”

“Yeah, yeah. I do. I know, but I needed to tell them then and there so I could get them thinking in the right direction.”

“How do you know it’s the right direction?” she asked, eyes still closed, voice calm.

“Well, I don’t know for sure. But it makes the most sense right now. It’s just a theory.”

“You mean a hypothesis.”

“Sure, yeah. But before you ask, I didn’t tell them we had Eddie under surveillance or that we’d set him up at the Party last night. I just mentioned that Eddie might have some friends that he was trying to bring into the corporation thingy. Or friends that were serious enough about staking a place for themselves at the table that they’d kill Raquel.”

Chloe lay there and seemed to mull this over for a few minutes. “That could be,” she said. “That could be it. Makes as much sense as anything at this point. Have you told Bee?”

“No, I came straight in here. I assume she’s up in her room.”

“She is. I got a description of someone who was in Raquel’s guest house around the time that her body might have been dumped. She’s looking for him on the videos.”

“That’s a good lead. If she finds someone, we should try and see if we ever have him and Eddie together.”

“That’s what I was thinking,” said Chloe.

“I should go tell her,” Paul said, sitting up. He was excited about the lead Chloe had found. If they could connect the killer to Eddie or his Crew…

“Not yet,” said Chloe, putting a hand on his leg. “She’s in her zone. Let her find the guy first. She knows what Eddie looks like, so if they’re in a video together, she’ll notice.”

“Ok,” said Paul, lying back down next to her. He wanted some kind of break though, anything that would help resolve this mess and get life back to normal.

“What did you and Winston talk about over breakfast.”

“Mostly about Isaiah’s plan,” said Paul. In fact, that was all they’d talked about for over an hour, bent over the table and speaking in hushed voices while Winston used a signal jamming box that was supposed to interfere with any wireless listening devices in the area.

“What did he say?” asked Chloe.

“A lot. He can really talk and talk. And talk.”

“Don’t I know it,” said Chloe with a smile. “But what was the gist of it? Does he support Isaiah’s plan or not?”

“I’m still not sure. He talked a lot about pros and cons. I don’t think he’s made up his mind one way or the other. There was a lot of concern about how Raquel’s murder might only be a sign of things to come.”

“Winston has a soft spot for signs and portents,” said Chloe. “It’s all that hippie crap.”

“Well, he had a point. Banding together with Isaiah in his shadow corporation means getting into bed with other Crews that we can’t necessarily trust or that we just plain don’t like. Take Eddie and his guys for example. Maybe they’re the killers. Maybe they’re just jerks. Either way, you’d have to have serious second thoughts about working with them on something this big.”

“Hmmm,” said Chloe.

“Hmmm what? You don’t agree?”

“The jury’s still out on Eddie as far as I’m concerned. Obviously if he’s the killer, that’s one thing. I’ll have nothing to do with him. But if he’s not…”

“Then he’s just a jerk.”

“But a charming jerk,” said Chloe, and Paul felt an unexpected twinge of jealousy. When he’d watched her flirt with him at the bar and the party, he’d known it was a con. He’d long ago tamed any qualms he had about Chloe using sex (or at least the suggestion of sex) as a tool of the trade.

“Don’t tell me you fell for his line of…”

“No, no, of course not,” said Chloe. “I didn’t fall for it. But that’s because I’m me and I know the game, and I know he’s a player. But that doesn’t mean he’s not good. And Isaiah wouldn’t have invited him here if he didn’t have some real skills and contacts.”

“So you’d be willing to sign onto Isaiah’s corporation if Eddie was involved?”

“I’m willing to consider it anyway. He reminds me of Raff when I first met him. Charming and ruthless. You gotta respect that.”

“He reminds you of Raff, and that’s good?”

“You know what I mean,” said Chloe.

“I know Raff ruined my life and nearly got us killed.”

“We’re not talking about Raff.” Anger was creeping into her voice now, and she sat up in bed. “Why’re you doing this? You know what I’m trying to say.”

“I know,” said Paul. And he did. Her point was that in their world you had to respect competence and ability, and if you could make someone with both work for you, all the better. He also knew what she meant about Eddie reminding her of Raff. He’d thought the same thing, which is probably why he’d taken such an instant dislike to the man.

“So what else was Winston worried about?” asked Chloe, changing the subject.

“He didn’t want to expose other Crews he knows to any unnecessary risks. He also doesn’t like the whole corporate metaphor angle.”

“Was there anything he did like?”

“Yeah. He sees the potential in Isaiah’s plan and he definitely agrees that the target is worth taking down. He told me that if it worked as promised that it could actually achieve a kind of revolution. Or at least a path for secret secession.”

“Secret secession?”

“A way for people to drop out of society entirely but still live within it to whatever extent they desired. If Isaiah’s right, then more and more people could move out of the public eye and into private, really actually free lives. Secede from the union without anyone knowing.”

“Which is exactly what Winston did thirty years ago,” said Chloe. “And ever since then, he’s been preaching that the ‘Revolution will come,’ but it never does.”

“And I think he realizes that,” said Paul. “Which is why he finds Isaiah’s plan interesting. It might actually achieve what he’s been trying to do for decades.”

“Or, more likely,” said Chloe, “knowing Winston, he thinks he might be able to seduce the rest of us with his own ideology and use the organization for his own goals.” Paul was surprised to hear Chloe talk about Winston’s motives in such Machiavellian terms, but looking at the smile on her face, he realized that she wasn’t expressing criticism but rather admiration for the old man’s scheming.

“Maybe you’re right,” he said.

Chloe must have detected a hint of doubt in his voice, because she asked, “You don’t think so?”

“I don’t know what to think,” said Paul. “It’s all a little crazy sounding to me, either way. I just want them to all go away.”

“And then what?” asked Chloe.

“What do you mean?”

“After they’re gone. Then what? Do you want to join Isaiah’s shadow corporation or not?”

“I don’t know. With all the uncertainty about Raquel and Eddie and…”

“I mean assuming we clear up all that shit. Assuming we catch the bad guy and Eddie goes away or whatever. Assuming it all comes out perfect. Then what?”

Paul looked away, lying on his back and staring up at the ceiling fan. He could sense that this was not

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