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Chapter Thirty-Six
“Wes murdered Gayle? I can’t believe it,” Jenny exclaimed in shock.
“I didn’t say he murdered her,” Gary explained. “From what he told us, we’re calling it an accidental homicide.”
“No wonder the guy’s been acting so spaced out. Wes knew all along how Gayle died. That explains why he didn’t stay in the studio when I asked him to play “Friends” for you.”
“And I thought he left because he was overcome with grief. He was overcome with guilt! Gary, did Wes tell you exactly what happened, and is what Tony said true about the drugs?”
“We were investigating the homicide and the drug part just fell into our laps. Jenny, we owe our success to you for cracking Gayle’s computer code and letting us get access to her files. She had made copies of Wes’s personal logs and was trying to figure out the connection between Wes and Harry, whe
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Jenny followed Johnny into her apartment and locked the door behind her. She dropped her purse on the floor, walked over, and put her arms around him. Johnny held her tightly, she responded to his embrace by holding him even closer. “Are you sure?” he whispered. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” Jenny’s hands moved up to the back of Johnny’s head. She lowered his face to hers and kissed him hard on the lips, her tongue moved to meet his. His response was immediate, as he followed her lead. Johnny slowly unzipped the back of her dress and she let it slide to the floor revealing she hadn’t worn anything underneath, except for the knee length nylons that matched her shoes. “Damn, you’re beautiful,” he said “Yeah, I know. Shut up. I don’t want to talk.” She began unbuttoning his shirt, never once taking her eyes away from his. She pulled it off his shoulders and began kissing his chest, her fingers delicately running her nails do
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Jenny stood in the shower and let the hot water cascade down her back, but it did nothing to wash away the memory of Johnny’s touch on her bare skin, or the confusion that raced through her mind. How did this happen? How did I let him get to me like that? Gayle, damn you for dying. I wish like hell you were here to talk to. But in spite of her protests, Jenny had to admit that being with Johnny had been an incredible experience. It both excited and frightened her to death. Doris Levine had been a shy little push-over, and it wasn’t only her name that had changed that day she’d sat in front of the microphone. Jenny Reed was born a new, confident, stronger person then Doris ever could have been, and Jenny Reed was always in control. She dated in high school, but never went steady with any one boy. They all seemed to want her to be something other what she was; bigger bust, smaller waist, less outspoken, less intelligent, less independent, les
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The flight attendant recognized them as soon as they were in their seats. Minutes later, she brought each of them a small bottle of Beaujolais.“I listen to you two every morning. I just love your show.”“Thank you, Michelle,” Johnny said, using his now-famous voice to read her nametag. The flight attendant’s face turned bright red.“I’ll be back with the rest of your breakfast when we’re in the air, Mr. King.”“Look what you started.” Jenny said, picking up her bottle. “Now everyone thinks I drink this stuff for breakfast.”“We wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans now would we? We have a reputation to uphold.” Johnny poured his wine into the glass.“Yeah, reputations as a couple of drunks.”“One little glass of wine won’t turn us into candidates for AA, now relax.”The plane took off into a cr
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There was a brief, deafening silence followed by subdued clapping as Melody bounded onto the stage to accept her award. She held the acrylic pillar over her head in victory and shot a triumphant glare towards Jenny who was having difficulty joining in the congratulatory applause.“Sorry, Jen,” Johnny said. “I really thought you were going to win.”“To tell you the truth, so did I.” She tried to hide the disappointment in her voice. “Ya know, up until they announced Melody as the winner, I didn’t know how much I wanted that stupid award. Oh well, there’s always next year. But it would have been nice.”She smiled weakly and tried to listen to Melody’s acceptance speech, but there was a loud commotion in the back of the room that was making it difficult to hear. Everyone turned to the back of the room to see Melody’s husband, Ned, obviously drunk, trying to make his way to the stage with two se
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