back.
“What the hell is going on, Darrell?” Reese snatched her hand back.
“Keep your voice down. This is no joke, Reese. But if you want Harrison for yourself, I can tell you how to get him.” Darrell’s face was deadly serious and stark white. His eyes appeared black in the dark light. The corners of his mouth were tucked in firmly.
“Tell me, Darrell. You can absolutely trust me,” Reese whispered.
Darrell’s hands shook as he removed a card from his jacket.
“Absolute secrecy. Swear to me. You can only share this with Harrison if he swears as well. This is life and death.”
Reese began to shake a bit. What was on that card?
“I promise, Darrell.”
Silently, he handed her a bright-red business card with a strange black shape on it.
********
“Ava Cavatica. Who the hell is Ava Cavatica? Is that a spider? What the hell is this?” Harrison asked later that night as he stared at the card Reese had gotten from Darrell.
Reese bit her lip.
“Is this for real? What the fuck, Reese? You can’t be serious!” Harrison grabbed her shoulders and shook her.
Reese had tears in her eyes from the pain of biting her lip. She just sat stone-like looking at the red card with the tiny black spider printed on it.
Harrison continued to pace the room, running his hands through his hair. He spun on her.
“So is Darrell admitting he killed his wife? What the fuck? This is insanity. I am a lawyer! I’m not about to kill anyone! I don’t like her, but I don’t want her dead. That’s crazy, Reese!” Harrison screamed.
“Shhh. Keep your voice down please. I promised. No, he didn’t kill anyone.” Still in shock, Reese spoke barely above a whisper.
“Do you want me to kill her? Seriously, Reese?”
Reese began to cry. “No, Harrison. I don’t want to kill anyone either. He just gave me this card and told me never to tell.”
“So did this Ava person kill his wife? Did he pay her? That’s still conspiracy!”
Reese was shaking all over. “I am not sure. All I know is he said get in touch with Ava. That’s it. He refused to give details. I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to know.”
“This is crazy. Throw that fucking card away. Now.”
Silently, Reese took the card and threw it in the trashcan.
Harrison breathed a sigh of relief. “Don’t talk to Darrell anymore, Reese. I mean it. Let’s just forget about this.”
Tension between them was thick that evening as a dark cloud hung over their heads. Both were secretly entertaining the idea of talking to this Ava person to see what, if anything, she could do to help them, but neither of them dared speak of it. Neither of them wanted to ‘give the order’ on someone else’s life. Neither of them wished to face the consequences if they were caught.
After Harrison left that night, Reese fished the card out of the trashcan. It was the strangest business card she had ever seen. It was bright, almost blood-red stock with a tiny black spider in raised print in the corner. The card merely read ‘ Ava Cavatica’ in tiny black letters with an email address. She tucked it into her large jewelry armoire in the back of her closet for safekeeping. One never knew when having an assassin’s card might come in handy.
Chapter 10
The sound of her phone ringing woke her from a deep, satisfying sleep. Who the hell would be calling right now? It was the middle of the night. Oh, God, she hoped her family was okay.
She turned her phone over. It was Harrison. What was this? He never called her at night. She didn’t know if she should answer. Maybe it was his wife, but that was impossible because Harrison kept his phone locked at all times.
“Hello?” she asked softly.
“Reese. It’s me. Look, something has happened. I need to see you first thing in the morning,” he whispered.
“What is it? Are you okay?”
“I am fine. I just want to talk to you asap.”
“Why don’t you just come over in the morning?” Harrison usually came over before he went to
“What the hell is going on, Darrell?” Reese snatched her hand back.
“Keep your voice down. This is no joke, Reese. But if you want Harrison for yourself, I can tell you how to get him.” Darrell’s face was deadly serious and stark white. His eyes appeared black in the dark light. The corners of his mouth were tucked in firmly.
“Tell me, Darrell. You can absolutely trust me,” Reese whispered.
Darrell’s hands shook as he removed a card from his jacket.
“Absolute secrecy. Swear to me. You can only share this with Harrison if he swears as well. This is life and death.”
Reese began to shake a bit. What was on that card?
“I promise, Darrell.”
Silently, he handed her a bright-red business card with a strange black shape on it.
********
“Ava Cavatica. Who the hell is Ava Cavatica? Is that a spider? What the hell is this?” Harrison asked later that night as he stared at the card Reese had gotten from Darrell.
Reese bit her lip.
“Is this for real? What the fuck, Reese? You can’t be serious!” Harrison grabbed her shoulders and shook her.
Reese had tears in her eyes from the pain of biting her lip. She just sat stone-like looking at the red card with the tiny black spider printed on it.
Harrison continued to pace the room, running his hands through his hair. He spun on her.
“So is Darrell admitting he killed his wife? What the fuck? This is insanity. I am a lawyer! I’m not about to kill anyone! I don’t like her, but I don’t want her dead. That’s crazy, Reese!” Harrison screamed.
“Shhh. Keep your voice down please. I promised. No, he didn’t kill anyone.” Still in shock, Reese spoke barely above a whisper.
“Do you want me to kill her? Seriously, Reese?”
Reese began to cry. “No, Harrison. I don’t want to kill anyone either. He just gave me this card and told me never to tell.”
“So did this Ava person kill his wife? Did he pay her? That’s still conspiracy!”
Reese was shaking all over. “I am not sure. All I know is he said get in touch with Ava. That’s it. He refused to give details. I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to know.”
“This is crazy. Throw that fucking card away. Now.”
Silently, Reese took the card and threw it in the trashcan.
Harrison breathed a sigh of relief. “Don’t talk to Darrell anymore, Reese. I mean it. Let’s just forget about this.”
Tension between them was thick that evening as a dark cloud hung over their heads. Both were secretly entertaining the idea of talking to this Ava person to see what, if anything, she could do to help them, but neither of them dared speak of it. Neither of them wanted to ‘give the order’ on someone else’s life. Neither of them wished to face the consequences if they were caught.
After Harrison left that night, Reese fished the card out of the trashcan. It was the strangest business card she had ever seen. It was bright, almost blood-red stock with a tiny black spider in raised print in the corner. The card merely read ‘ Ava Cavatica’ in tiny black letters with an email address. She tucked it into her large jewelry armoire in the back of her closet for safekeeping. One never knew when having an assassin’s card might come in handy.
Chapter 10
The sound of her phone ringing woke her from a deep, satisfying sleep. Who the hell would be calling right now? It was the middle of the night. Oh, God, she hoped her family was okay.
She turned her phone over. It was Harrison. What was this? He never called her at night. She didn’t know if she should answer. Maybe it was his wife, but that was impossible because Harrison kept his phone locked at all times.
“Hello?” she asked softly.
“Reese. It’s me. Look, something has happened. I need to see you first thing in the morning,” he whispered.
“What is it? Are you okay?”
“I am fine. I just want to talk to you asap.”
“Why don’t you just come over in the morning?” Harrison usually came over before he went to
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