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6/28/2004 2:00 PM
 

The visions kept reappearing in his head; visions he couldn’t explain. Visions of a woman naked, shrouded in mist holding her arms high to the sky chanting something he didn’t understand. He couldn’t sleep because of the dream of the same scenes and having been up for almost twenty-eight straight hours he was mentally shot. All the same, Viper walked into the diner and picked a booth toward the rear where he could see all who entered and everything going on around him.

He ordered black coffee noting the waitress seemed distracted to the point of asking him twice what he wanted in his coffee.

"What seems to be the problem? You have to write down I want black coffee?"

"I’m sorry, It’s just this lady sitting next to the front door has caused a stir with some of the men this morning and I’ve been kinda watching her."

"Is it a problem with any of the riders?"

"Well, sorta. Two guys came in about thirty minutes ago. Looked at her and turned white as ghosts. One of ‘em even had to be helped outta here he was so shook up."

"What went on? Did they say anything outta the way to her?"

"No. That’s just it. They didn’t say a word just saw her sitting there and it was as if she put a spell on ‘em or something. They turned butt and almost ran over each other trying to get out the door. Except for that one guy. I thought he would pass out. I honestly never saw anyone turn that white so fast."

"Is this woman still here?"

"Naw. She left just a minute or two before you came in."

"What’d she look like? You get her name?"
"She was really pretty. Short black hair, really nice figure, dark skin and wore very little makeup. Has a sorta style about her, you know, like she’s got some sorta class. Riding in a cute little sports car too. Oh! And she was wearing this really strange looking necklace. Like some sorta pagan god or something."

"So what went on with them?"

"Nothin’, Like I said . They saw her and high tailed it outta here real quick."

"You know the guys names?"

"I heard one of ‘em called Franco but I don’t know what the others name is. ‘Cuse me, I’ll bring your coffee."

"Never mind. I’ve got some business to attend to anyway." He said fighting off the chill that suddenly came over him sliding out of the booth he began walking toward the door.

 

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The rain had left pools of water everywhere and in some places a mist of steam came oozing from the pavement like Jennies being set free from their confinement.

Gin sat on the tailgate of the truck sipping a coke talking to Heather.

"I really don’t like the looks of some of the things happening around here." She whispered.

"Yeah. I know what you mean. That little tramp Terri is gonna get her butt stomped if she’s not careful."

"Yeah. That too. But what I’m talking about is the way everything is so screwed up. I mean, we only stopped for the night and here it is almost mid day and no one has even suggested we move on. Merritt is out of sorts. Snow is beside himself with worry. Viper can’t seem to keep a clear thought going for more than a minute. Jodi is so distraught she had to take a sedative to sleep. And on top of it all Franco and Raptor are just plain nuts. I saw the two of them a while ago packing up their gear and when I asked where they were going Franco just looked at me like a wild eyed badger and said if I had any sense I’d beat the hell outta this place right now."

"I know what ya mean. Nadu said something of the same thing. She said we had awakened a Great Spirit that would follow the snake until justice is served. Didn’t make a bit of sense to me."

"Well all I know is I’m tired and if we don’t get someone to get this together soon and be on our way I’m going to go stark raving crazy."

"Hey! I heard some of the guys talking about going to a place called Dooley’s after while. You wanna cruise down there and party some?"

"Yeah, why not. Let’s go check on sis I've got some news for her but I'm not waking her. I need to see Viper too, he's got a lot of explaining to do before Jodi comes around. I’m about ready to get something going with somebody. I’m tired of being alone and if what's going on that I hear is going on Viper is gonna his hands full in more ways than one. "

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6/28/2004 3:17 PM
 
Jazz and Merritt had been shown into an exam room at the hospital and told that Dr. Wyatt would be with them shortly.  Merritt had once again become nervous anticipating what the doctor might tell her and Jazz too was worried.  Not only was she thinking about what Mickey may have given her friend but what Sudz might have given her.  She cursed herself for not insisting he wear protection.  What kind of horrible luck did she have anyway?  Almost a year since she'd last had sex  and then she learns her partner has been intimate with a prostitute.
 
It was only a few short minutes before Dr. Wyatt arrived.  He was wearing a crisp white jacket and small wire-framed glasses that added an incredibly intelligent facet to his rugged good looks.  He was smiling when he walked in, looking first at Jazz - his eyes lingering on her face, then glancing at her body - and then at Merritt, professionally.
 
"I'm so glad you've returned.  I suppose your friend told you I was concerned...?"
 
"She did.  I hope I don't have reason to be,"  Merritt's voice was small and worried.
 
"Oh my dear...I hope I didn't alarm you.  I only meant I was concerned because you hadn't returned to the hospital, not because the test results were worrisome."  His voice was kind and sincere, extremely professional.  As he spoke he examined the cut above her eye and removed the bandage from her lip. 
 
Jazz spoke up.  "Doctor, didn't you tell me that Merritt needed to come in for some more tests?  I thought that's why you came out to the campground."
 
James glanced in her direction and saw that she had a rather stern look upon her face.   Is that what he said?  He wasn't sure.  "Well...I'm sorry I was unclear.  But you'll both be happy to learn that the tests we ran earlier have shown nothing to be concerned about. "  He picked up her chart which was lying on the counter to the side of the gurney.  Glancing over the open folder, rustling the pages back and forth, he read off the list of negative results, all indicating that Merritt was neither pregnant nor had been exposed to HIV or any other sexually transmitted disease.  "Of course, in a situation like this I would suggest you go back to your own doctor when you get home, let him run some follow-ups, that sort of thing.  But I don't anticipate any problems at all."
 
He smiled at Merritt briefly and then turned his attention to Jazz.  "Again, I'm very sorry if I unnecessarily worried you."  His eyes crinkled appealingly.
 
Then he turned back to Merritt and cleaned the cuts, saying he still didn't believe she was going to need any stitches and gave her some followup instructions.  All the while Merritt was silently thanking God that nothing even more terrible was going to happen to her.  She didn't realize the tension and worry she'd been carrying around until it evaporated.
 
As he tended Merritt, Jazz was looking at him intently.  She was trying to find something she didn't like about him but was coming up empty.  Nevertheless, a tiny warning still lay deep in the back of her mind, and she was seldom wrong when she felt these concerns.
 
Jazz was very confused, and still angry each time she thought about Sudz and what he'd done.  And yet the story that he told her about his sexual experiences in the past rang true and the fact that he shared them with her did mean a lot.  But was that really any reason for what he did?  A tiny shiver of revulsion shot through her as she thought about Sudz having sex with Terri. 
 
"Merritt, just keep those cuts clean...here's a little Neosporin you can use.  And let's see...I gave you some pain pills, right?  But it goes without saying, no drinking with those, okay?  I'm very happy you're going to be fine.  I know it was a terrible experience and hope that the person who did this to you will be made to pay." 
 
Merritt smiled and climbed down off the gurney.  "Thank you, Doctor.  You've been very kind."  Then, glancing at Jazz said, "I'm going to get a cup of coffee before we leave.  I'll...uh, meet you in the waiting room...?"
 
"Get me one too, okay?"
 
She watched Merritt leave and then turned to James.  But he spoke first.
 
"I've been thinking about you all afternoon.  I hope you've decided to take me up on my offer...?"
 
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"Well that sounds mysterious.  What's going on?"  Heather looked at Gin with curiosity.
 
Gin wondered whether to say anything to Heather or not.  Her original plan was to broach the subject with Jodi first; but then she realized that evidently lots of their group already knew it anyway, so she may as well clue Heather in now before she heard it from somebody else.  And so Gin told Heather what had happened earlier with Jazz and Terri.
 
"You hit her?!"
 
"I swear Heather, it happened so fast I didn't even know it.  God!  She was so hateful, too...you could tell she'd just been waiting to spill it."
 
"Well, I still don't believe it.  I happen to know that Merritt's only been back in town for a month or so...how could anything have happened in that length of time?  And if they were having an affair, don't you think it's kind of weird that they'd want to be travelling together...with Jodi and Snow?"
 
Gin thought of just how close to home this conversation was heading.  Here she was, on a trip with the man she loved and the woman he loved, and that didn't seem strange to her at all.  She just wanted to be around him as much as she could, regardless of where they were.  Maybe Merritt was the same.
 
"How does she know that anyway?  Little slut, she's probably just trying to stir up trouble."
 
"But why, Heather?  I can see where she'd be pissed at Jazz after hearing her call her a whore.  But I'll tell you this...Jazz acted like she just might have believed what Terri said about her and Sudz!  Can you imagine?  When we left she didn't waste any time finding Sudz...and then you saw her, heading out with her bag!  I can't help it.  Yes, Terri's nothing but a common whore...but it seemed like she was telling the truth!"
 
Heather was silent, trying to digest what she was being told.  "And Terri said that everybody knows?  I mean, about Merritt and Viper?"
 
Gin nodded, almost physically sick at the thought that it could be true.
 
"Do you think that...Jodi knows?"
 
Suddenly Gin just lost it.  She'd tried to tell her sister that there was something between them and she just ignored it!  Laughed it off!  But she'd been right, right about that tramp all along.  The humiliation!  Jodi would leave him...she was sure of that.  Her sister could be very understanding but not about this.  And if Jodi and Viper split up, she'd never seen him!  Oh my God...that bitch!
 
"I don't know, but we're gonna find out!  If Viper and Merritt think they can sneak around behind our backs and we're too stupid to figure it out..."  She stopped suddenly, realizing what she'd just said.  Gin looked at Heather, wondering if she'd caught it.  And then her face fell.  Because she had.  The sisters could read each other pretty well.  Sure, they all had their secrets, and allowed each others' privacy.  But sometimes they caught glimpses inside the other that they may have suspected for a long time but never questioned or confirmed.  And then sometimes little pieces that never really made sense before just fall right into place.
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6/28/2004 9:52 PM
 
 

Angie entered the exam room.  It was what she was trained to do.  As Dr. Wyatt’s nurse, she knew it was acceptable for Dr. Wyatt to be in an exam room with Merritt while a family member was there with them, but she knew she was never to leave a male Doctor alone with a woman in an exam room without either a family member or a nurse in attendance.  To do so could open up a possibility of any number of mishaps.  A wrong word or touch and the female patient could make claims of sexual misconduct, something every Doctor guards carefully against.  This was, however, a bit different.  This woman wasn’t the patient, but rather was the family member.  She wondered if she should worry about being here.  Plus there was something in the way Dr. Wyatt looked at her when she entered that gave her even more reason for wondering.  It was like she had walked in at the worse possible moment.

For lack of something better to say, Angie said, “Oh.  Where did our patient go?”

Dr. Wyatt spoke up, “She’s getting a cup of coffee from the break room.  I needed an opportunity to instruct her caregiver and how to look out for her.  Would you go and make sure she finds the break room okay?”

“Sure,” Angie said and turned on her heel and darted from the room.  She wondered if she should close the door, so she pulled it almost to and left it that way.  She took two steps toward the break room and heard the door close behind her.

Once the door was closed, James concluded he would need to cover all the ground he needed to cover in as short a time as possible.  Jasmine was having trouble saying yes to his proposal of an evening with him.  She was probably still upset because of the things Terri had revealed to her and may even have just had it out with her boyfriend.  He decided to act on what Terri had told him about Jasmine.  Terri had said Jasmine likes men who take charge of her, even likes the idea of being tied up and dreams of being kidnapped.  Yet he had to move with caution to avoid frightening her away.

He was sitting on a stool facing Jazz.  He leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees and looked intently at the gorgeous woman before him, “As a Doctor,” he said, “I prescribe an evening with a man who knows how to treat a woman.  A man who is going to be very careful to give you an evening to remember.  One who will take charge and relieve you of the need to make decisions.  You can simply relax and enjoy, knowing you are in good hands.  Now are you going to take the doctor’s advice or are you going to muddle along in confusion?”  He smiled his best movie star smile at her and waited for her to respond.

She couldn’t help but smile back at him.  She hadn’t heard a line that good in some time.  In fact, she hadn’t been with a man who had the confidence to come on to her that strongly in a long time.  Most men were afraid of her, it seemed.

She took a deep breath and said, “I think I would like very much to take you up on your offer, but I do have some responsibilities I need to fulfill.  Merritt needs me and there is something else as well that need tending to.  Is there any chance of a rain check?”

He took a moment to form his response then said, “I have all the time in the world.  I’m not sure you do.  Your group of cyclists is probably getting ready to continue their journey.  You should decide if you want to continue with them or catch up to them on your bike later.  You just might decide you want to stay here for an extended period of time, once you find how well I can take care of you.”

“Actually,” she said, “I don’t have a bike.  I’m riding with someone.”

“Oh?  Does he tell you what to do?”

“No, of course not.”

“Maybe you need someone who’ll do just that.  Have you ever been taken charge of?  I mean really dominated?”  He looked for a spark in her eyes.  He hoped he had hit a nerve.

“I beg your pardon?” she didn’t give him the look of recognition he had hoped for.

“You strike me as the kind of woman who needs a real man.  One who will let you sit back and relax while he makes the decisions?  Maybe even frighten you just a little with his dominance.  Am I right?”

“No man ever made my decisions for me and no man ever made me feel fear.” She was getting a little angry at his attitude but was trying not to show it.

“Then it’s time one did.  Meet me at the concession stand in your park at 7 sharp.  Wear something sexy, kind of like what you have on.  I’ll show you my hunting lodge.  It’s back off the beaten path and we’ll have plenty of privacy.” 

Now she was angry.  What a nerve he had.  “I think I’ll be leaving now, Doctor.  This conversation is over.” She bolted to her feet.

Genuine surprise leaped onto his face like a sudden cream pie being tossed by an unseen hand.  He asked himself if Terri had steered him wrong or if this was Jasmine’s way of putting up some sort of false resistance to his ideas.  He said, “No, it isn’t.  You be there at 7.  It’ll be the best night of your life.  Don’t let a little healthy fear cause you to miss out.”

Jazz was red in the face as she brushed past him and into the hallway, almost knocking over the nurse, Angie, who was standing there.  Her mind was racing.  First her best friend is raped, and then the man she was getting close to lets her down.  Now this handsome doctor seems to think she’s some sort of pervert who wants rough sex or worse.  Men!

Dr. Wyatt let her go.  “She’ll get over it,” he thought.  “Her body is probably tingling from head to toe right now, just thinking about the possibility that her fondest fantasy is about to become reality.”  He made a mental note to pick up some soft rope and maybe some duct tape before tonight.  He had visions of her tied up in his hunting lodge, her hands ties to the ceiling logs and her feet wide apart and tied to ropes nailed into the wooden floor.  She would cringe in freight for a while but soon his touch would turn that adrenaline into passion.  He couldn’t wait for the seven O’clock hour.

 

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6/28/2004 10:00 PM
 

"Here they come now," Jimmy told Snow and he started walking over to the truck. 

The two women climbed down and Jazz gave a little wave to Snow, then walked the opposite direction toward the bathhouse.  Merritt gave Snow a big smile and said "Here, help me tote these please."  She was holding two WalMart bags.

"Hey babe...wish I'd known you were going back to the hospital.  I wanted to go with you."  Snow took the bags from her and they started walking back down the road to their site.  He kept glancing at her as they walked and finally she said "What's wrong...do I look that bad?" and laughed a little.

"No, not at all.  In fact I was just thinking that for someone who just went through what you did not long ago, you look absolutely beautiful."

Merritt laughed even louder at that.  "Right!  But thanks, that's sweet."

"Really, I expected you'd look way worse.  Your eye isn't hardly swollen at all...and thank God he didn't break your beautiful nose."

"Did you get back into my stash while I was gone?" Merritt asked playfully.  But when she said that Snow's face fell.

"Please, don't even mention that.  If I hadn't gotten so high last night what happened to you wouldn't have happened."

Merritt stopped walking and put her hand on his arm.  "Hey!  Stop.  The fault was Mickey's...no one else's. Well...maybe I helped things along...but certainly no blame falls on you.  Seriously...I don't want to hear you say that again, okay?"

Snow looked at her.  She meant it; she wasn't angry at him...disappointed in him.  She was so tough.  She was...

"Hey.  I got good news at the hospital."

"Yeah?  Tell me."

"All the tests were negative.  I can put last night behind me and move on.  Thank God!"

"Oh man!  I have been freaked all day.  That is...well...it's great.  Come here."  Snow set the bags down on the ground and gave Merritt a big hug.  He felt like an enormous weight had been lifted...that he was back where he wanted to be.  He had been sick with worry that what happened would completely change her...make her flip completely out or want to go home or sink into some terrible depression.  But she seemed like...Merritt.

She hugged him back and then giggled.  "Wow, I think you're happier than I was!  Come on...I want to take a swim...will you join me?"

"You bet."  He bent down to pick up the bags again.  "What's in here anyway?"

"Well, look."  She took one from him and dug around in the bottom, bringing up two beautiful marbled ribeyes.  "Yummy, huh?  And some veggies for the grill, too.  And look..."  She reached into the second bag and removed a bottle of wine, giving it a little wag.

Snow looked at it and immediately said, "Merritt, you know I don't drink.  And this morning the doctor said you didn't need to be drinking either...not while you're on the pain meds, remember?"

"Snow!  This is wine!  That's not really...alcohol!  Besides, it's just one bottle."  She bent her head to one side and grinned mischievously.  "Hey.  Don't you think we both deserve to relax a little?"

She really did look beautiful.  What an optimistic, positive woman.  So full of life...it seemed nothing could keep her down.

"But," Merritt continued.  "Don't let me force you into something you don't want to do.  Look, I also got a big...Vanilla Coke!  Your choice, baby.  I just want to take a nice swim, share a really good meal - with you - and then...well...just keep on getting to know each other better."

How sweet she was.  He was touched by her thoughtfulness, picking up dinner for them...showing she just wanted to be with him.  She was...too much.  So, no more protests about something so trivial as a bottle of wine.  He didn't want to change a thing about her.  She was perfect just like she was.

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6/29/2004 3:09 PM
 

The struggle to stay awake was getting to be more than Viper could handle. He had to get some sleep.

He had just walked out of the diner when Raptor and Franco came screaming by on their bikes. Looking like two mad men from a horror movie they didn’t slow to say anything and kept their eyes toward the road leading out to the interstate.

He looked around the campground and saw Gin and Heather headed toward Heather’s bike. The place was almost deserted but for a few children playing around the pool while their parents sat sipping whatever beverage they chose. The smell of new rain lingered as the sun had popped out and the temperature began once again to climb. The humidity was also rising and the air was thick making it a labor to breathe. Sweat popped out all over his body and yet he felt chilled. Felt as if he needed more oxygen than he could take in.

His head hurt so badly he felt it would simply explode and his body ached as if he’d been in a fight.

He headed to the spot where they had kept the truck, noticed it gone and began to look for Jodi. Several minutes later he found her curled around a small scrub over which she had tied one of the tarps they had brought just for such an occasion. He crawled under the cover and stretched out next to her lying on top of the sleeping bag instead of sliding inside with her. Almost at once he drifted off to sleep and was keenly aware of the presence of someone.

The dream came almost as immediately as the sleep. Again, the nude woman arms upraised toward the sky covered in a shroud of mist. He knew this woman, or at least had a sense of knowing her from some other time or place. She looked the world like Halle Barry the actress. Beside her were the bodies of yet another woman and a man while off to the side stood two more men who until now he hadn’t recognized as Franco, and Raptor. A third man was kneeling in front of her, hands tied behind his back.

The scene changed and he had a good look at the woman’s body lying on the ground, a young girl who could have been this woman’s twin. He knew this girl but from where? Had they perhaps met at some point he couldn’t remember? Although he couldn’t remember where he had seen her the name he had been searching for suddenly came to him. Melissa? A young beautiful girl who had met a tragic and untimely death at the hands of a murderer who had never been caught. The more he looked the more confused he became and yet the clearer the picture became. As she turned and looked at him not only in his eyes but his mind as well he felt at once her wrath. As she turned away from him and looked at the man kneeling he began to feel the heat. At first it was almost undetectable but gradually became more intense until the man vanished in flame.

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The late afternoon sun had dried all but the bigger puddles and the hot humid air hung heavily as Viper opened his eyes. After only five hours sleep he felt amazingly refreshed. He glanced to where Jodi had been lying and saw she had gone and in her place a small note saying she had went to check on Merritt.

Within a matter of minutes she was back. Her eyes full of fury her beautiful auburn hair flying as she made her way to where Viper was sitting on the park bench.

"You have something you wanna tell me? She asked

"Yeah, Good afternoon." He answered brightly. " Nice and hot ain’t it?"
"Not nearly as hot as it’s going to be." The tone of her voice alerted him.

"What’s got your panties in a wad?"

" You damn it! Now just answer my question. Do you have something you need to tell me?"

"Woman, what are earth are you talking about? You come to me after I’ve been asleep for five hours asking if I have something to tell you and I have no idea what you’re talking about. Now you tell me, what’s on your mind!"

" I’m talking about you and Merritt."

"What about me and Merritt? There’s nothing to tell."

"You’re sure?"

"Yeah, I’m sure. Cut the crap will ya? What the hell are you getting at?"

"I talking about you and Merritt having an affair! What do you think I’m talking about?"

He looked at her as if she were crazy. "WHAT? Where did you get an idea like that?"

" From Terri. She and I were just talking and she told me the whole story. She said you and Merritt were going at it behind a shed when we stopped at Bama’s."

"Holy Mother! What did she say? I can’t believe this!"

"Apparently, she caught the two of you going at it! Now YOU tell me! What the hell is going on?"

He looked at her. God she’s so beautiful…What in the world is Terri up to?

"I have no idea what she’s talking about. I knew Merritt several years before you and I met. We had a brief relationship and I hadn’t seen until she showed up at DDT’s with Snowman. As for the two us going at it at Bama’s I haven’t the foggiest notion what Terri’s talking about. Merritt and I were talking about the ride but that was late in the afternoon and there were several people close by. That’s ALL that happened!"

"Well that’s NOT what’s being told around camp!"

"I can’t help what’s being told. I’m telling you there is NOTHING going on between Merritt and myself. Why don’t you and I go find Terri and let her tell ME the story."

"No. I think I’ve heard about all I care to hear. I don’t know what’s happened to you since we left home but whatever it is I think I don’t want anymore part of it. You go find Terri or Merritt or whomever you damn well please but you stay away from me! You got that? You just stay the hell away from me!"

She turned and started to leave then turned to face him. "What’s happened to you Viper? I don’t know you anymore. I just don’t understand."

He started to speak but she turned and walked away.

 

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