Dracul's Revenge 02: Anarchy in Blood

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Anarchy in Blood

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©Copyright Carol Lynne and T.A. Chase

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Dracul’s Revenge

ANARCHY IN BLOOD

Carol Lynne & T.A. Chase

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ANARCHY IN BLOOD

Carol Lynne & T.A. Chase

5

“Hello?”

“It’s on its way. You should have it before noon on Wednesday,” Ambassador Jules Worthington said.

“You followed my instructions to the letter?” Although confident Jules wouldn’t make a mistake, he had no choice but to assure customs would see nothing other than two bottles of red wine in the carefully packed crate.

“Of course. You were quite specific,” Jules assured him.

“Very well.” He hung up without saying goodbye, something he had neither the time nor the need for. What Jules Worthington thought of him was inconsequential in the grand scheme of things.

Getting to his feet, he crossed his office to stand in front of the window. The leaves were beginning to turn. He smiled and shoved his hands in his pockets. Just like the leaves, the nation was ripe for change. For too many years, the presidential office had been occupied by weak men bowing to even weaker men.

If his dreams went according to plan, the Knights of Paiderastia would soon be in position to change the face of American politics forever.

ANARCHY IN BLOOD

Carol Lynne & T.A. Chase

6

Three Months Later

Aaron Baker stood on the South Lawn, hands clasped in front of him. “Come on Dudley, do your business so I can get back to the game.”

The white poodle/Maltese mix, didn’t seem to be in any hurry to relieve himself. Aaron glanced at his watch. Halftime had to be over by now. “I’ll give you some of my pizza crust if you just hurry up.”

Dudley glanced up at Aaron. If he didn’t know better, Aaron would swear the dog was telling him to fuck off. Of all the odd jobs he had as President Richard Douglas’ personal aide, this was the one he hated the most. It wasn’t that he didn’t like dogs, hell, he’d had two growing up, but Dudley wasn’t your average dog.

Nope, Dudley was the Mata Hari of dogs. In the President’s presence, Dudley was cute and cuddly, but Aaron knew the five pound ball of white hair was far from innocent.

“Pee or I’ll make Rick see the importance of having you neutered,” he growled.

Dudley didn’t even acknowledge the threat, intent on sniffing a patch of grass. How could a man’s man like President Douglas own such a pain in the ass dog? Aaron was moments away from picking Dudley up and taking him back inside when, low and behold, the dog finally peed.

“Shake it off. I don’t want your dribbles on the front of my shirt.” Aaron chuckled when a secret serviceman glanced at him like he was crazy. Yeah, he probably was. It wasn’t often you saw a man standing on the White House lawn arguing with a pooch.

Aaron did his normal scramble to catch Dudley and lift him into his arms. “My favourite time of the week, and I’ve missed half of it because of you,” he scolded Dudley as they entered the west wing.

As soon as they were inside, Aaron set the dog down, not surprised when Dudley shot in front of him towards the President’s study. He followed the dog like the obedient aide he was. He could hear the roar of the crowd coming from the television set before he even entered the room.

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“What did I miss?” he asked, resuming his spot on the navy sofa.

“Packers fumbled. The Skins may just have a chance to pull this one off,” Rick Douglas announced, getting Dudley resettled in his lap.

Aaron took off his shoes and rested his feet on the footstool. “Maybe they’ll show a replay.”

“Sorry, already did.”

“Damn.” Aaron smiled as he picked up the bowl of popcorn beside him. If anyone had told him a few years earlier that he’d feel completely comfortable hanging out with the President of the United States, he would’ve told them they were crazy.

He glanced over at the handsome man. It was hard for him to think of Rick as anything other than a family friend, mentor and father figure. Aaron had first met the charismatic politician when he was barely five. He remembered Rick dropping by on special occasions, but Aaron didn’t really get to know him until he’d turned seventeen. Aaron needed a few volunteer activities to add to his college application. He had no idea that he would become completely enraptured with the Pennsylvanian state representative running for a national senate seat.

After his senate win, Richard Douglas had kept in close contact with Aaron, even asking him to intern during the summers. For a college student majoring in political science, it had been a dream come true. His mother’s family had wealth and clout but nothing compared to Rick’s family. Aaron enjoyed spending time with Rick, as he’d insisted Aaron address him.

Their relationship continued to grow, Rick eventually taking Aaron into his confidence one night while they were working late on the presidential campaign. “Have you talked to Cameron lately?”

Rick automatically glanced around to make sure no one else was within earshot. He grinned and pressed his finger to his lips. “Last night. I snuck out after Larissa retired for the evening. I had to use the passageway to get around the Secret Service, but it was worth it.”

Aaron shook his finger at his boss. “I know you don’t want anyone to know, but you’re not just a senator anymore. If the Secret Service finds out you’ve been using those tunnels, there’ll be hell to pay.”

Rick winked. “That’s why they can never find out.”

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Aaron nodded. He’d promised Rick a year earlier when his boss had confessed to being in love with his campaign manager that he would help keep his secret. Aaron couldn’t imagine what it must be like for Rick and Cameron. The two men were forced to pretend their relationship didn’t exist in order for Rick to gain support for his political aspirations.

Aaron hoped someday a man’s sexual preferences wouldn’t be an issue, but for the time being he would hold the sacred secret. Rick’s marriage to Larissa was a non-issue for Aaron.

He’d been around the couple enough to know they didn’t love each other. Larissa lived for the spotlight Rick’s career offered. She didn’t ask for more, and he didn’t offer more.

Aaron had gathered the nerve several months earlier to ask Rick if Larissa knew about Cameron. Rick had teared up, a first as far as Aaron knew, and confessed that she knew but didn’t care as long as it didn’t become public knowledge.

Since appointing Cameron James as his Chief of Staff, Rick had at least been able to spend time with his lover, even if they were usually surrounded by the Secret Service.

The telephone beside Rick started ringing just as the Packers’ quarterback threw a beautiful pass for a twenty yard gain.

“Shit,” Rick grumbled as he reached for the phone.

“Douglas,” he answered.

Aaron kept his eyes on the game, but one ear on the conversation. He knew the body found earlier in the day had kept the President busy most of the afternoon. Two bodies within a stone’s throw of the White House tended to put not only the police, but the Secret Service on edge.

Rick hung up the phone and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. “That was Ben. They still haven’t been able to ID the body. The thought of some poor mother out there wondering when her son is going to be home tears me up inside.”

“Yeah,” Aaron agreed. The mention of Benjamin Wetherby’s name brought to mind Grayson Mills, it always did. Gray had been Aaron’s favourite on the campaign Secret Service detail. Although Gray worked on the vice-president’s detail, it still allowed them to spend the odd moments together. Aaron had wondered on several occasions if anything would have developed between them if they’d ever been left alone together.

Of course at the time, Aaron hadn’t even known the handsome, six-foot-two agent was gay. He didn’t find that out until Vice-President Daniel Broomfield had publicly accused Gray of getting drunk and coming onto him, soon after Broomfield had been sworn in.

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Carol Lynne & T.A. Chase

9

Rick picked Dudley up and set him on the floor before standing. “I guess I’ll go on upstairs. Doesn’t look like the Skins are going to pull it off anyway.” Rick glanced at Aaron.

“You going to be okay driving home? I can have someone follow you. Or you could just sleep over.”

Aaron grinned. “I’ve stayed a hell of a lot later than this on many occasions and made it home just fine.”

“Yeah, but that was before blond guys started showing up dead.”

“They were both blonds?” Aaron asked, surprised he was just hearing that bit of news.

“Blond, young and good-looking.” Rick pointed to Aaron. “Look in the mirror. You fit all three of those.”

Rick walked forward and squeezed Aaron’s shoulder. “Just be careful, okay?”