Caught: In a Case (6 page)

The moment she got out of the car she wanted to go back in and back to her man. “Miss Elizabeth please take care of yourself. Mr. Blake has requested that I stay for your safety. There is no real concern but he cares about everything that has to do with you.”

“That is fine. There is a guest bedroom that you can stay in.” She showed him to the room and gave him clean linens and went to her room.

She sent a text to Jackson.
I’m home. Mike is staying in the guest room
.
Goodnight.

These words lightened his heart. His girl was home and safe. He couldn’t resist calling her. “Jackson.”

“Elizabeth I just wanted to hear your voice. I know you wanted to be away from me but I miss you. I will do better. I promise. I just wanted to say goodnight my love.”

“I will see you tomorrow, goodnight my
Jax.” He hung up the phone with high hopes.

The following morning, Mike received a message from Duke to meet him as soon as he had a chance. It was good that Jackson was coming to take his girl to school so he could get down to business. He didn’t like anyone fucking with his friend and boss. Now the girl was a part of the mix and anyone fucking with her best be ready for the repercussions.

“Miss I have to leave. Jackson will take you to school today. Please give him a chance. He hasn’t been himself since he met you.”

“Thanks Mike, don’t worry. I have missed him so much. We will be okay.”

She showered and dressed in her best outfit she had. It was May so it was a little chilly so she could still wear this outfit. It was a pair of tight jeans with black boots and a thin pink sweater. Elizabeth wanted to look sexy for her man. So funny to call him, my man, but he is. He is my crazy, jealous possessive sexy caveman.

Just as she put her hair in a side braid her doorbell rang. She opened the door to his smile wrapped in a sexy suit. Damn the man looked hot. “Good morning gorgeous.”

“Same to you handsome. Come in, I am almost ready.”

“I think you look perfect.” She blushed at his complement. Would she ever get used to it
? Probably not but what the hell did it matter as long as they kept coming. They left the house before he did something stupid like fuck her into submission and forgiveness.

He dropped her off at the school with a promise to pick her up when her class ended at four. Jackson, saw that
fuckhead looking right at them and glaring at him. So what would any grown man do? I grabbed my girl’s waist and quickly stole a passionate kiss. She melted into my embrace and kissed me as I hoped she would. “I missed you Jackson.” Now my world was right again. “I missed you more than you know buttercup. Now be a good girl and don’t talk to that piss ant today or I will have to gut him.” I was back in full force now that I had her back. I got to get it into her head that I am the man and my way is the best way and my word was golden.

I left her with a peck and a pat on the ass. God I am not waiting much longer to tie her ass to me. Hell no. It will be soon as fuck. I can’t let fuckers like her ex get their hands on her.

I headed to the office with a light heart. My girl and I were good again. I already told my parents about her so this weekend would be very good entry in my world back home. Thank god that besides my high school girlfriend and her friend were the only chicks I fucked in the area. I wouldn’t want her to meet any of the whores I was with. I learned a valuable lesson after that incident. Never fuck someone from your small town everyone knows your business.

Everyone knew when we broke up and there were rumors circulating that I cheated on her with her best friend. Stupid bitch spread that shit around that not only that I had cheated but that I also beat her ass and raped her when she didn’t give it to me and then her big ass brother and father came
looking for me. I dropped the son within a second and the father couldn’t touch me or he’d be fucked. I told it how it was, and that he was lucky that I only dumped his greedy, slutty whore of a daughter. He was lucky that I didn’t sue their ass for the bullshit I had to deal with. It was the other girls at the table that told the truth when questioned by the police about the abuse. My dad had his team on it right away to clear my name and turn hers to mud. I hadn’t seen her since; she was killed in a drinking and driving accident with the drunken lover she spoke about cheating on me with, while I was at Harvard.

I went in and was able to get a shit load of work done. I had to help out
one of the attorney’s on a case about a corporation suspected of money laundering. It was good to get absorbed into a case. I was about to order lunch when I got a call from Mike. “Boss, Duke and I have been combing through the Homan house for evidence of the bastard’s disappearance and or death and there was some funny shit going on here. The Mrs. was into some seriously illegal shit. Some of it has to do with your Elizabeth and her father. Sir, it’s not good.”

We decided to meet at my house so we could go over the shit they got. I was starting to trip about what they had on my girl and what the fuck did it mean.

“What do you got boys?”

They had two manila envelopes over filled with documents. The one that caught my interest was the one labelled “dupes”. On the inside were photos of prominent officials and lawyers in the area. One photo was of me and that last chick I took out for a screw, who I bailed on. I could see that there was writing on the back that had pressed through the image.

It read:
the best candidate, young handsome, wealthy with a string of one night stands. Moving to Seattle in a few months. Will be perfect.

“
Jackson we hacked into the computer here” They had a flash drive they imported to my laptop and it opened up to a file folder with a set of private emails in it. “It seems that when she was arrested they did not let her take everything with her and the police have done a shitty job of looking for evidence.”

“Unless she purposely left them there to be found,” countered Mike.

I looked that the emails that transpired between two people starting from the day after Elizabeth’s dad disappeared.

From:
[email protected]

To:
[email protected]

Monday February 18
th
12:52pm

Subject: On target

It’s going according to plan we meet tomorrow and the evidence is already starting to be planted. Mrs. Homan will look guilty of murder.

From:
[email protected]

To:
[email protected]

Monday February 18
th
1:10pm

Subject: Re: On target

I have made all of the arrangements before I left. Make sure you delete these. I want nothing to trace back. Love you.

From:
[email protected]

To:
[email protected]

Friday May 24
th
5:26pm

Subject: Out on bail.

I have the lawyer in my sights. He has taken the case and the bait. All I need is a little act to get the ball rolling. We met already and things are going to plan.

I couldn’t read any more. If this was to be believed I was being set up by my innocent little love. Fuck I tossed everything and smashed the fucking computer to the ground.

The guys stopped me before I went fucking ballistic. “Sir calm down. We don’t think it’s her sending these emails in fact it looks like a set up to me. First look at the time stamp on the emails. Isn’t your girl in school at that time? In fact whe
n the investigation started the detectives looked into her whereabouts and she was at school at the time.” They showed me the information that was gathered from the detectives working the investigation.

I almost lost it again and I am glad my girl wasn’t here because she would hate me for good if she knew that I even thought she was playing me. She gave me her virtue for crying out loud.

There was more information gathered apparently Laney Homan was running an undercover brothel from her supposed legitimate spa in the city. They managed to access some secret number they had found that linked them to the brothel office phone and they dug deeper. This is where Jacob Homan had been losing his money for the last year. He had been helping his wife fund this illegal whorehouse while tasting the goods on the side; not just the whores but also with the coke they gave the girls to perform with their customers. Messing with the candy was never a good thing, it will fuck up your world, it was too addicting. I would never play with that shit, well any drug for that matter; I loved my body too much. I should ask Elizabeth if she was given any drugs, ever. He was getting more coke than he could afford to pay back based on a threating note that had been among the files. The problem looks like they mixed with some unsavory types that didn’t work with ‘I OWE U’s. We haven’t found out who they were on the hook to but we had an idea. There was the local mob run by a Sicilian named Anthony Franchetti, he was deadly and no nonsense motherfucker. He was not the kind you double crossed.

What he couldn’t understand was why they used Elizabeth’s name in the email address and I had the fucked up feeling that the
“jh” in the address stood for Jacob Homan. That fucker I was told was a cocky SOB but I didn’t have time for this shit I had to go pick up my girl. Despite this fucked up stuff implicating Elizabeth, that turned out to be complete bullshit, I missed my girl. The fact that somebody is trying to pin something on her got me fucked up in the head and all I am thinking about is choking the shit out of that bitch step-mother of hers. The guys had to calm me down because I wasn’t being my levelheaded self and never would be where Elizabeth was concerned.

I jumped in my truck to pick up my girl. I got to the school and the police had just pulled away. What the fuck? I saw my girl getting closer to the exit and then I had seen that fuckhead walking next to her and some older woman.

As far as I could tell she wasn’t smiling. She must have felt my presence because she looked up and
I lost my shit. I ran the hell up to them and grabbed the prick’s collar “What the fuck happened to her face? What the hell did you do to her?”

“Jackson please stop. He didn’t…”

Mike came up behind me and pulled me off the little fucker before I got arrested for kicking a kid’s ass. He and Duke followed me to the school to keep me calm, well they could try. The woman in the suit spoke up, “Sir, calm down, he did not attack her. It was Mr. Anderson who stopped the attack. Mr. Anderson you can go now. Thank you for waiting.”

“Lizzy baby
, if you need me for anything just call. You know I can protect you.” He touched her shoulder and I saw red. “You little fuck, I told you she isn’t yours, don’t put your hands on her again.” If my man still hadn’t been holing me back I would have knocked the little shit out. The piss ant gave me a smug grin and walked back into the school. He finally let me go when fuck-o was out of range and I grabbed my girl searching her face to see her injuries. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but only after I got some answers because somebody was going to pay.

“Why the hell was she attacked? Don’t you know how to keep your students safe?” Looking down to my girl and away from the school administrator
I asked calmly as I could, “Buttercup who the hell is stupid enough to touch you?” It seemed asking her about it caused her to cry more. I wasn’t going to get a word out of my girl yet. We sat at a nearby bench outside the entrance.

“Sir, Miss Homan had a visit from her step-mother. Since she is one of her
legal guardians and Miss Homan agreed they spoke briefly in the hallway before Mrs. Homan struck Elizabeth in the face. By the time security arrived Tommy was able to get Mrs. Homan off Elizabeth.”

“I need to take her to the hospital. I will be in contact you and the staff. I woul
d like the security footage sent to my office.” Mike handed her one of my cards as I had my hands full with my baby. She looked afraid when she read my card; yeah bitch you and your school will be in a world of hurt if my girl has more than a bruise.

“I am her lawyer and her fiancé. I want to make sure Mrs. Homan is held accountable.
All of Miss Homan’s class work should be done for the year so tomorrow her locker will be cleaned out by my men and maybe Elizabeth but I am not sure if that is wise since your staff cannot be trusted to protect her. Excuse us.” I scooped up my girl and got in the back with her while Mike drove and told Duke to meet us at the hospital.

“Jackson I don’t need to go to the hospital, I am fine.
I still have a week of school left.” She looked into my eyes pleading. “Don’t argue with me. I need to know you are well. I am sorry that you are going to miss your last week of activities with your friends. I will make it up to you but I need to know you are safe and you are obviously not safe there.” She agreed with a little bit of resentment. “Baby, I am so sorry that something like this happened.”

“Jackson I am fine now that you are here.” His heart felt like it would come out of his chest. Damn she made his day much better with her words.

They arrived at the ER and were taken to triage right away. Sometimes there was no arguing with a lawyer. She didn’t need to be seen by a doctor but he insisted on it. She got a clean bill of health from the doctor letting her know that should her headache get worse to come back in.

“I told you babe.” I love this woman, she was adorable when she was annoyed. “I am glad you are right because I don’t ever want you hurt baby. I would do it again if I needed. You are mine to love and protect.”

She half joked with him, “Are you going to be this way with our children?” Then she blushed, “You think about us having babies, baby? Good because we are. By the way we might have one on the way now. We didn’t use any protection and I don’t plan on using any. Unless you are on it, then you need to get off that shit, quick?”

“I was on it but I stopped when they arrested her
; it was her idea and she told my dad it was necessary.” She was practically panting in her seat at his no nonsense attitude about getting her pregnant; the thought of having his child was exciting and scary all in one.

“Good woman and soon you are going to marry me.” They
had pulled up outside his house by then when he made that statement. She was floored but giddy and had to laugh at the fact that he didn’t ask her. Caveman.

“Are you going to drag me by my hair to your lair while we are at it?”

“If need be woman, you can call me a caveman all you want. When it comes to you I can’t be anything else. So get used to it.” She laughed while he came around and opened the door and helped her down. “Oh so you can be a gentleman.” She had the nerve to smirk at him with her humor. “Buttercup, this is all the gentleman you are going to get. For the next twenty-four hours I will be all virile beast.” He attacked her mouth with the built up passion, fear and anger that had been plaguing him all afternoon.

He carried her into the house ignoring his shocked housekeeper who was about to leave for the day. They reached the bedroom and he tossed her little ass on the bed. “Today was a shitty day now I need my little girl to make it better.” He stripped himself and laid down next to her as he lift her pink sweater over her head and took off her bra. “I missed you,” he said as he took her nipple into his mouth and began to suck. The pull on her breast sent a straight shot
of pleasure to her pussy adding to the building tension that was about to make her come undone.

“Jackson, I need you.” That was all he needed. He tossed the rest of her clothes to the floor as he climbed over his reason for existing and with one
swift thrust entered her completely. “Ahhhh” she came before he pumped back into her. “Jackson!” He was glad she did because he roared right after her. “Lizzy!” It was a done deal. He was taking her to Vegas soon. Fuck if he would wait.