Filed to story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
“Alright, we’ll wait on that, see if they produce a number”
Wil nodded.
“They will, seeing as who I am. They will come at me with a monetary surn. It will be large, possibly ridiculous In amount.”
He’d seen it all before. Even a slight fender??ender saw people out there claiming their car was ridden off in order to get a new one. This would be no different to that, he supposed.
“Send the officers in. I’m calm and ready to talk,”
Calvin finally stated,
“and I need to get out of here to deal with what is being posted everywhere.”
He made his statement, about yes, he’d gone to the book store because he was curious about the woman that looked like his wife. He wanted to know if it was her. That led him to have to tell the police Marrin wasn’t deceased, that he’d found out after the fact, of the plane crash, she’d never gotten on the plane to Italy at all. So, he was simply trying to find out if she was or wasn’t Marrin, Because he had no idea where she was at all, that they’d divorced and she’d completely vanished. That yes, he’d waited outside the bookstore to talk to her, but she wouldn’t talk to him. That it had unfortunately made him angry. Because she, he’d believed, was in fact Marrin, and she wouldn’t admit to it.
Then he’d had to explain his reasons for his thoughts about believing why she was Marrin, that her it was all handwriting was the same, the way she smiled, the colour of her eyes, even the perfume she wore, the same as Marrin’s. That he’d not meant to pull her hair, and Wil had actually produced that footage.
It showed she had ducked out of the way of his outstretched arm, and his hand to grab her collar had gotten him a fist full of her hair, that he’d not actually meant to do that, that it was an accident, and he would, of course, apologise to her.
As for Miss Stevens, he’d not meant to injure her at all, he’d simply tried to make her let go of him, and not realised he’d used so much force in shaking her off himself, or that she was so unsteady on her feet. Again, he would apologise and admit he was in the wrong. That he wanted mediation with the women.
She was not getting any sleep, and she knew it. Nor was Lisa, because she was in here in Marilyn’s hotel room, and though Callum and Vincent were asleep in their room, and the door was closed. She’d had to shush Lisa twice already now, as she started to rant a bit. Both boys had still been up when they’d gotten back to the hotel, and they had seen Lisa’s broken arm in its cast.
They had asked what had happened and Lisa had just told them,
“Some rich butthole of a stalker shoved me over onto the ground while I was trying to stop him from attacking your mum.”
She’d stated and Marilyn knew that she’d actually toned her language down for the boys, but had told them exactly what happened.
They’d been a little on the horrified side that someone had tried to attack her and asked a million questions. She’d stopped Lisa from voicing the truth of the matter, had stared right at her and stated,
“Maybe you need to go and shower and take some pain relief.”
Lisa had frowned at her and Marilyn and moved her eyes towards the boys, and she’d shaken her head ever so slightly, and Lisa had gotten the message. Apologized to her and the boys for her choice of language. She’d looked at the boys and sighed,
“A bit of a stalker problem is all, the police are handling it. It will be fine, and we’ll be leaving tomorrow, sorry boys, but we’re no longer going to have a look around while we’re here, not after today’s events. I think just leaving and going home is the best option.”
Their big hazel??reen eyes were just staring up at her, and she’d nearly shivered as she looked at them; their black hair and hazel??reen eyes were just like that man’s.
“Were you scared?”
Callum had asked her.
“Yes, to be honest, I was.”
She’d nodded with a sigh.
“What’d he do to you?”
Vincent had asked.
“Just grabbed me and would let go, ranted at me about stupid stuff I have no idea about.”
She answered him. Though she wasn’t going to state miss took me for his ex??ife, she had a feeling they would jump right on that about her amnesia, and that maybe she was, if she looked just like that woman
She didn’t want that, and she certainly didn’t want her children coming face??o??ace with one Calvin Reeves. That man would likely jump to more conclusions, seeing that they had the same hair and eyes as he did. She did not want that, because even if it was true, he was not a nice person, and she didn’t want him around the boys. If she was who he thought, it could well have been why she’d left Texas, run away from that man; if, of course, she was his ex??ife. She hated that tiny bit of knowledge she now had, that she’d had that car accident with Texas number plates on her car. If not for that, she wouldn’t have those thoughts at all and she knew it.
The boys had not been happy, and she’d told them she was fine. They’d only gone to the hospital beca. Lisa was injured, not because she was. They’d nodded slowly, and she’d smiled at them.
“So home tomorrow, and back to our normal life hey.”
And she’d motioned for them to go back to watching TV.
But it was nearly 10pm now and Lisa was prowling around in her hotel room. She was on Marilyn Riddley’s social media account. She was gaining a lot of followers at this moment and Marilyn believed it was for the wrong reasons. But Lisa had tweeted the news herself on her account, put up the footage she herself had taken of that encounter, and written about the two encounters with Mr Calvin Reeves, and she used his full name and stated who he was.
Wrote about his behaviour in the bookstore, how he’d cut the line and then been very rude to Marilyn, slamming her own book down on the table in front of her. Grating out harshly spoken words to her, and had gotten right up in her face, he’d been imposing and menacing even in their first encounter
Then he had hung about the book store only to stalk them after the signing was over, and attacked not only Marilyn, but herself as well. She tagged that video for all to see ‘Billionaire Calvin Reeves of Houston, Texas. A bully and nothing more”
The public was now all over it, and Lisa was very happy with the response she was getting, all the retweets and sharing of that footage, so it was getting out there for even more to see.
Marilyn didn’t really want her to do so, and had told her that, but she wouldn’t let it go, wouldn’t let it be swept under the rug. She’d gotten a broken arm from it herself and that man needed to pay for it and be held accountable for his actions.
Marilyn, however, just wanted to get the hell away from this place, and go back to her normal very simple life. had already stated point blankly,
“There will be no more book signings, ever.”
Lisa had frowned at her and sat down, looked at her.
“Of course there will be. This was a one??ff incident. We’ll just see to it that we don’t come back to Texas, and when we post the next signing, I’ll make sure those here in Houston or anywhere in Texas, for that matter. Know we’ve skipped the state due to this very encounter with Calvin Reeves, and we are trying to avoid any other similar situations occurring. Those fans here that miss out, can blame him for it every single time. Making him responsible for your fans here not getting to meet you.”
She was like a bloody dog with a bone, Marilyn had realised. Since waking up in Virginia, they’d had more interactions and gotten along quite well. She wasn’t just considered her agent anymore, and editor at the publishing house, but her friend and she would often come out to the house and work in the studio office, alongside Marilyn to do edits of her chapters.
