Chapter 108
Dexter Farmington enjoyed the opulent amities of his Beechcraft airplane as they took off from Dulles international airport. Dexter took refuge in the comfortable leather seats as he sipped champagne and listens to Mozart’s Symphony No. 6 in F major.
The fine music and champagne did little to mask Kelly’s anxiety of seeing his old lover Deloris Spencer. Kelly knew that seeing Deloris again was a bad idea, but he had to find out who killed his friends and protect the women he loved.
The taxi ride from Portland to Seaside Oregon felt like it took days. Malice griped Kelly’s mind as he anxiously waited to see his one true love.
Kelly always dreamt of holding the women he loved in his arms again. Deep emotional scars and question fluttered in his troubled mind as he finished his third glass of Hennessy cognac. “Was my love for Deloris all these years in vain? Did she even dream of me night after night? Would Deloris look into my eyes and fall passionately in love with me again?”
“An informant told me that Martin has captured Deloris before she had the chance to escape and brought her back to her home,” said Dexter as the taxi pulled up to Deloris's house
For a moment Kelly thought he couldn’t go on with this charade till he saw Deloris’s beautiful face through a window. Rage infested his soul as he opened the taxis’ car door.
“Wait,” Dexter demanded as he climbed out and payed the taxi. “Take this Kelly.”
Kelley gripped the handle of a Glock semi automatic pistol. His finger trembled as he loaded a bullet into the barrel of the gun.
“John you sneak around back of the house and I will take the front door. Then we will bust in at the same time.”
Kelly walked across the street, while despair and anxiety stirred in his mind. Kelly summoned all his courage he could muster as he switched off the safely on his Glock pistol. Kelly suddenly halted when he heard Deloris scream from inside her house.
Kelly used all the military training he acquired during the war and crept along the neighbor’s hedges towards Deloris’s backdoor. He covertly crept through the yard like a cat stalking its prey. John ducted behind a small trash can and hastily surveyed Deloris’s backyard. He felt like a burglar as he swiftly prowled toward the back door. Silently he opened the door and entered the house without a sound.
Unexpectedly Kelly heard a creak of a floor board. Hastily he raised his gun and searched around the corner. Kelly was violently smacked in the head with a glass vase. Temporary immobilize, Kelly wrestled with his attacker till a second blow to his head knocked him out cold.