Chapter Fourteen
Preston sat behind his desk in his home office. Three months had passed. He and Ariana had gone to the Justice of Peace to get married all over again with everybody standing as their witnesses before a full on reception at his house that was now equally Ariana’s home. Alex and Zahara had decided to do their nuptials in a traditional Hawaiian wedding. All the guys with their wives had shown up. Jet had stayed at Akira’s father’s vacation home while the rest of them had taken a room at one of the closest hotels. It was a small gathering with Zahara’s parents there, and Alex had invited his family, but they hadn’t been able to attend. Apparently Kevin had some big awards dinner they wanted to attend. Preston didn’t think Alex cared much about that at all. In fact, he had a feeling his friend arranged the wedding date in a way that would ensure his family wouldn’t be there.
Preston picked the brown envelope in front of him and used his letter opener to open the package. He flipped the envelope upside down and watched the contents fall out. The photos landed face down, but the letter was on top so he took that one first. The post mark on the envelope was from Egypt. Not even the fact that he and Ariana had just arrived back home not even an hour ago could stop him from tending to business when he saw where the package had come from. There was no record of them being the ones to kill the men in the desert so he didn’t think he had a problem there. If he had he was sure he would have come home to something more threatening than a letter.
He unfolded the white paper and looked at the handwriting. You are my friend, Preston. I am your contact because of the life you saved for me. My wife means the world to me and when Ammon took her and planned to behead her because I would not help him sabotage the Americans I thought I would die for the burden I placed upon her. But then you, you saved her. You saved me too, because I couldn’t survive without her. So for you I have saved you and your beautiful wife. I can never repay the debt I owe you, but I hope this helps assure you that I am forever your friend.
Peace be with you my friend,
Fineas
Preston picked up the photos and turned them over. What he saw shocked him, worried him and at the same time eased his worry. Ammon was there on the ground with a bullet in his head, beside him were Victoria and Jules. For them he was sorry. Even though they had both betrayed him and would have been the cause of his death had he not escaped, he still couldn’t say that he would have wanted their end to come this way. Justice, somehow, would have been what he sought and then he realized that justice is what Fineas had given him—maybe not in the way he would have done it for those women, but it was justice still.
“The wedding was beautiful and I can’t believe…” Ariana’s voice trailed off as she looked at the photos in his hand. “What are those?”
“Nothing you want to see,” he said as he spun around in his chair toward the fire place and tossed the pictures into the flames.”
“Preston?”
“Let’s just say you won’t ever have to worry about Ammon again.”
“I understand,” she said softly. “Are you okay?”
He nodded. “I had nothing to do with this, but even if I had I wouldn’t feel sorry that he’s dead.”
She nodded. “Well, then I guess that’s that. We’re safe.”
“We’re safe,” he nodded. He had Fineas to thank for that. “Now what were you saying when you came in here?” He returned his full attention to her, patting his lap for her to come and sit upon it.
“I was saying,” she said as she walked toward him and then curled up in his lap. “It was a beautiful wedding and I can’t believe how Zahara pulled it together so swiftly.”
“From what I hear her mother pulled some strings. She still has friends on the island and to make up to Zahara for turning Alex away she wanted to give her the perfect wedding.”
She nodded. “She was a beautiful bride.”
“You were a beautiful bride,” he said. “You were my beautiful bride.”
“I love you, Preston.” She pushed her fingers through his hair and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
“I love you too, Ariana. Forever and for always; I love you.” He kissed her passionately, holding her close and knowing that this time they were going to do it right. This time, there would be no goodbyes in life. This time was forever.
Next in the Special Ops Series:
The Witness Protection Segment
Book 1: Mine’s to Kill ~ Coming later in 2013
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