Les Mousquetaires – Chapter 6 (The Wind Witches) Part 1
“Children are very wise intuitively; they know who loves them most, and who only pretends.” V.C. Andrews
“There are exactly five things I know for sure about women. And one of those, is that they don’t like surprises,” the young man with the wildly intelligent eyes remarked with a knowing grin, as Benny came walking up to the seated foursome.
“Who’s that with him?” Tiglath asked, in a way that implied he knew well enough.
“That’s Davis Vale, holy fucking cow,” someone at a nearby table remarked.
“Why, hello,” Lynnette said to the unexpected arrival, with a smile that was all kinds of menace, if you knew what you were looking for.
“Now, before you get mad, Lynnette, I swear… I only want what’s best for our daughter.”
Lynnette stared daggers at the man who despite standing only three-foot-nine intimidated most men. Women… not so much, as the man was too much of a playboy to ever play rough with the girls. And every one of them instinctively knew it.
“Your daughter has been my responsibility since you left. What was that? A million years ago? Or maybe it’s been so long, you don’t remember,” Lynnette growled through her teeth, and then she glared at Benny, as if she would make him pay triple, for every ounce of her discomfort.
Which, strictly speaking, Benny thought was totally unfair because once again, he’d only been the messanger.
“If you do this, you’ll shift the power, entirely. Forever,” her ex-husband told the wild redhead, who looked just about fit to be tied.
“And I don’t see how that’s going to help Hadley,” he said, as he walked around to her side of the table, and then took up one of her hands in both of his own.
“I will do anything you think is best. Even if I wholeheartedly disagree. But are you sure you can handle the fall-out?”
“What’s the alternative?” the firy readhead asked, as she snatched back her hand.
“Let the drake land?”
“There have been other options. You know that as well as I,” the man, who had spent more time working for the Irish mafia than she’d been alive, said.
“No. Those are all too risky. All of them risk the surface. We can’t abandon the earth so easily.”
Lynnette’s eyes were tired, but still, her face was an expressionless mask. Though every fibre in her body felt like a half-struck match.
“Let me help,” the man said softly.
And even though she had hated him for the better part of the last twenty-nine-years, the woman nodded, because honestly she was glad to have his support.
“You can help,” she told him truthfully.
“I need you to check in on the Catholics. I’ve been moving too much to secure a signal. Can you track Mahoney for me? Can you send him a secure message? And then relay his reply to me on the Mags?”
“Anything for you, Lynn, darling. Anything for you, as you’ve always known.”
© Raena Exe 2021
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