| Subject: À la Vie! - Chapter 46 |
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Date Posted: Sunday, November 07, 03:21:57pm
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Diane
's message, "À la Vie! - Chapter 41+" on Friday, November 05, 11:09:31pm
Michael and Julie checked in at the Howard Johnson as David and Lisa Fanning. Roberta had never met Michael, and might not recognize him. He was wearing his usual baseball hat disguise, and the desk clerk didn’t give him a second glance as he took his credit card and gave him his key to suite 412. Michael smiled at the irony of the number—it was the same as Nikita’s address on Plaza Drive. Once he procured the key, he snuck Nikita and Adam in through a side entrance.
Their suite was nicer than any place they had stayed in while in Texas, and even had a Jacuzzi tub in the Master bathroom. Adam had discovered a Chinese station on the television, and demanded that Nikita teach him Chinese. He was already fluent in German now, and couldn’t understand when Nikita told him she didn’t know Chinese. He thought she knew everything. No matter—he would teach himself, and parked his little bottom in front of the TV.
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Estrella had gone to visit Elena in Munich and was appalled at what she found. Elena looked exactly like the drug addict she had become. Gone were the clear eyes, flawless skin and sleek black hair. Estrella couldn’t tell when the last time was that Elena had taken a shower, and she was thin to the point of emaciation.
She whisked Elena away to a rehab clinic in Switzerland, determined to regain the beautiful daughter she had lost. Even in her anger and despair, Estrella did not blame Michael. She knew that Elena was spoiled and headstrong, and had seen her downward spiral begin shortly after Adam’s first birthday. She did blame Karyn for introducing Elena to drugs, and had her name added to the list of visitors who were not to be allowed access to Elena.
She needn’t have bothered. Two days after Elena moved out, Jan moved in. Jan was into motorcycles and all things fast, and she and Karyn hit it off immediately. Somehow, Elena found out about Jan, and committed suicide by hanging herself with a bed sheet from the transom over her door.
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Salla Vacek saw red. Michael Samuelle would pay. Not only had he stolen his grandson, he had killed his daughter. He must not be allowed to live.
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“Mum,” said Nikita tentatively into the phone.
“Nikita!” cried her mother. “Where the hell have you been? I got people all over the place looking for you.”
“It’s hard to explain. I need you to do me a giant favor.”
“First you need to get these people off my back,” Roberta whined. “You broke your contract, baby girl. Left l'Éclat without so much as a forwarding address. And the police tried to book me on burglary charges!”
“Burglary!” exclaimed Nikita. “What happened?”
Suddenly remembering that she had been guilty, Roberta said, “That can wait for another time. Right now, you need to come home.”
Nikita resolutely stuck with the script Michael had given her. “Did you get the deposit slip Detective O’Brien sent you?”
“Yeah,” her mother confirmed. “What was that about?” Always look a gift horse in the mouth.
“It’s partial payment for the favor I need.”
“What favor?” Roberta asked suspiciously.
“Not now. Call me when you get to work. My number is 480-1281.”
Roberta dutifully repeated the number and Nikita ended the call. Roberta wondered if this was the type of information Mr. Suba wanted her to get. She would wait until she talked to Nikita. She knew Michael was worth millions. She didn’t know squat about Suba. She would see who made her the better offer.
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