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knows exactly what he’s doing. Tommy thinks this is part of some grand plan,” Josie explained. I wish I could have believed that. That did sound like James but not this time.
“I doubt it. I’d know,” I told her but I couldn’t help but wonder. James did have a penchant for keeping things to himself. He seemed to enjoy surprising everyone. However, I didn’t think that was the case this time. This was too serious.
“Either way, I hope this all works itself out for you guys. You deserve a break,” Josie said. Anna nodded.
“That’s for sure. You and James have been through the ringer. I hope things work out too,” Anna told me. I smiled, feeling like I might cry if I let myself.
“Thanks,” was all I could say without losing it. I hugged them both and just then, James and the band began to sing “Destroyed.” I went to the window of the suite and listened. James sang the lyrics with the same feeling he always did, though there was an edge tonight. He looked up and found me watching. He stood on the stage illuminated by spotlights and looked like a God. Vicky could never take that away from him and seeing him like that made me feel as if things would really work out.
~~~
Two nights later after our last show but before heading home to finish the tour in L.A., James and I laid in the dark of our hotel suite. I hadn’t felt like doing much more than just lying in bed with James and letting him hold me. James hadn’t seemed interested in much more either. I was glad the tour was all but over. Now we could focus on fixing this. Now James and I could take the time to figure out how to proceed but I still had no idea how we might accomplish that.
“James, I’m so scared. What are we going to do?” I asked him. With the shows completed, I finally felt I could bring it up.
“We’re going to set things right,” James told me. I was glad for his confidence but that didn’t really answer the question.
“Do you have any ideas? I sure as heck, don’t,” I told him. Just as James began to reply, his phone lit up and buzzed on the table next to the bed. James picked it up and looked at the screen.
“I need to get this,” he said and sat up on the edge of the bed. Only his phone illuminated the room. “Yeah? So it’s done? Fantastic. Set up the press conference, Pete. Thanks.” James said in reply to the unheard person on the other end of the line, Peter apparently. James hung up and turned to look at me after turning on the bedside light.
“Was that Peter?” I asked curiously.
“Yep,” was all James said.
“What did he want?” I asked wondering why James was being so evasive. I should have known.
“Just a little business stuff,” he replied. I sat up and stared at James. He was wearing the damned grin. He knew something I didn’t.
“Dammit, James! What are you up to and don’t you dare give me any of that dramatic flair crap,” I said heatedly. James just laughed.
“I love it when you get fired up, little girl. OK, it’s time. Before I tell you, you need to understand. I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t tell anyone. Things were moving too fast and I needed everyone to play along so this would work. Peter didn’t even know until I called him yesterday,” James said. I wasn’t sure what to think. I was kind of pissed he had been keeping something from me but if James had good news, I might forgive him. Maybe.
“Out with it, Mr. Turner,” I demanded. James threw up his hands.
“All right. Phil has what I need to finish this once and for all and Roland is ours. All ours,” James told me cryptically. I tried to wrap my head around that but it wasn’t working.
“What do you mean? Phil? Isn’t he the enemy?” I asked.
“Nope, never was. He was working for Vicky all right, seemingly double-crossing us, but on my orders. She was only too eager to use him to try to hurt us. Too eager to think it through. Now, we’ve got Vicky by the balls,” James told me. I was suddenly
“I doubt it. I’d know,” I told her but I couldn’t help but wonder. James did have a penchant for keeping things to himself. He seemed to enjoy surprising everyone. However, I didn’t think that was the case this time. This was too serious.
“Either way, I hope this all works itself out for you guys. You deserve a break,” Josie said. Anna nodded.
“That’s for sure. You and James have been through the ringer. I hope things work out too,” Anna told me. I smiled, feeling like I might cry if I let myself.
“Thanks,” was all I could say without losing it. I hugged them both and just then, James and the band began to sing “Destroyed.” I went to the window of the suite and listened. James sang the lyrics with the same feeling he always did, though there was an edge tonight. He looked up and found me watching. He stood on the stage illuminated by spotlights and looked like a God. Vicky could never take that away from him and seeing him like that made me feel as if things would really work out.
~~~
Two nights later after our last show but before heading home to finish the tour in L.A., James and I laid in the dark of our hotel suite. I hadn’t felt like doing much more than just lying in bed with James and letting him hold me. James hadn’t seemed interested in much more either. I was glad the tour was all but over. Now we could focus on fixing this. Now James and I could take the time to figure out how to proceed but I still had no idea how we might accomplish that.
“James, I’m so scared. What are we going to do?” I asked him. With the shows completed, I finally felt I could bring it up.
“We’re going to set things right,” James told me. I was glad for his confidence but that didn’t really answer the question.
“Do you have any ideas? I sure as heck, don’t,” I told him. Just as James began to reply, his phone lit up and buzzed on the table next to the bed. James picked it up and looked at the screen.
“I need to get this,” he said and sat up on the edge of the bed. Only his phone illuminated the room. “Yeah? So it’s done? Fantastic. Set up the press conference, Pete. Thanks.” James said in reply to the unheard person on the other end of the line, Peter apparently. James hung up and turned to look at me after turning on the bedside light.
“Was that Peter?” I asked curiously.
“Yep,” was all James said.
“What did he want?” I asked wondering why James was being so evasive. I should have known.
“Just a little business stuff,” he replied. I sat up and stared at James. He was wearing the damned grin. He knew something I didn’t.
“Dammit, James! What are you up to and don’t you dare give me any of that dramatic flair crap,” I said heatedly. James just laughed.
“I love it when you get fired up, little girl. OK, it’s time. Before I tell you, you need to understand. I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t tell anyone. Things were moving too fast and I needed everyone to play along so this would work. Peter didn’t even know until I called him yesterday,” James said. I wasn’t sure what to think. I was kind of pissed he had been keeping something from me but if James had good news, I might forgive him. Maybe.
“Out with it, Mr. Turner,” I demanded. James threw up his hands.
“All right. Phil has what I need to finish this once and for all and Roland is ours. All ours,” James told me cryptically. I tried to wrap my head around that but it wasn’t working.
“What do you mean? Phil? Isn’t he the enemy?” I asked.
“Nope, never was. He was working for Vicky all right, seemingly double-crossing us, but on my orders. She was only too eager to use him to try to hurt us. Too eager to think it through. Now, we’ve got Vicky by the balls,” James told me. I was suddenly
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