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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 420) Small Notebook

Crispin tips his head down and looks up at Marcus with his eyes as he pulls a small notebook from his jacket. His actions are theatrical, as if he were a magician offering up a trick. The book he holds is very thin and looks relatively new. Marcus recognizes it immediately. Crispin flips to the opening page displaying the words, Last Testament, signed with Arrosa Valente’s signature. He presses it up against the glass for them to read while he looks to the side not at all interested in their reactions.

“What?” questions Destry as she reads the words and then glances at Marcus.

“I found that book in your Grandmother’s library. It was stuck in an old photo album,” states Marcus almost in a whisper. “Then I ended up on the floor with a crack to my head.” He says loudly as his eyes grow narrow while looking back at Crispin. “What are you up to?” Marcus asks, Crispin turns and looks him in the eye.

“Don’t throw out the dirty water until you have the clean water in. I promise you, I am here as a friend.” States Crispin as he pulls the book away from the glass door. He holds it down to his side as he stands there waiting to enter.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 419) Steps Up

A few blocks away at the art shop, Destry and Marcus are working on their plans for the future.

“Marcus, do you know where you put the to-do-list we were marking off?” Destry asks as she leans over the railing of the loft. “Yeah, it’s right here on the counter.” He says as he looks up at her. “Great, I’ll come down and get it.” She replies.

As Marcus watches her step back from the rail and out of view, there is a knock at the door. Looking up he does not see anyone there, which of course he finds peculiar. He steps around the counter and walks toward the door. Peering out it does not appear anyone is there until Crispin steps up closer to the glass.

“Shit!” says Marcus as he jumps back. “What do you want?” He asks through the large pane of glass as he looks out at Crispin.

“I’d like to come in and discuss something with you.” Crispin replies in a calm manner. He can tell Marcus is very uncertain about letting him in. “I promise you, this is with only the very best of intentions.”

“No,” says Destry as she steps up taking her place next to Marcus. Looking through the door, she stares at Crispin with hatred and the lock on the door remains bolted.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 418) Lunacy

Marnie gets down on the floor and crawls like a dog on all fours. She positions herself directly in front of Lyla’s face and just stares at her. Her breath is as foul as ever and she is breathing heavy from her actions, which makes it far worse. “What? Do you have something to say?” says Marnie as she laughs. “An apology would be nice, but you know. . . never mind, it won’t do much for you now that we are already too far down the road.”

“Marnie, please. . .” starts Lyla.

“Once Crisp love hears of your death he’ll need to be comforted and who is better at caring for others, than me?” Marnie says as she stands up and once again watches herself in the reflection of the window. This only proves how far gone Marnie really is. She is dancing around, watching her movements in the dark glass, concerned only for her own self. She is number one in her book and no other names exist. She watches herself as she pulls her hair up with both hands then lets it drop as she shakes it out and fluffs it with her fingers.

“Marnie, think about what you are doing. Please.” pleads Lyla as she watches her friend slip further and further into lunacy.

“Please, please, please!” yells Marnie in an angry tone as she stares at the ceiling, grins, then turns to look at Lyla.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 417) Warped

“Marnie, I want to help you, please don’t do this.” Says Lyla as she discreetly picks at the rope binding her hands.

“Nope, not going to happen. You are wrong again, Lyla. Oh my, this is just not your night, is it?” Marnie strikes the match and quickly touches it to the paper and the fire takes.

Flames shoot up between the strips of wood, popping and crackling as the paper burns away. Lyla now becomes a little more desperate as she works at freeing herself but she cannot get the ropes loose enough to break away from the pipe. She watches as Marnie tips the stained glass lantern over dumping the fluid out around the door and windows. The strong scent of kerosene burns at her nose as Marnie sets it down on the floor next to Lyla’s feet.

In a quick flash Lyla sees herself holding the lantern as she walks down a smoke-filled hall. She has witnessed this scene repeatedly in her reoccurring nightmares and now knows the visions were premonitions of what was to come. Somehow, she has to get free before Marnie kills them both.

“See Lyla? This is where you fall and hit your poor little head. You dope!” Marnie kicks the lamp over spilling the last of the fluid next to Lyla’s legs. Pulling back quickly to keep from being soaked, Lyla watches Marnie’s warped performance.

“Then the whole place goes up in flames. Poof!” Marnie says as she flicks her hands in the air mimicking an explosion.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 416) As It Lights

“Marnie you know better than that, I would never. . .” starts Lyla but Marnie interrupts her before she can finish.

“Shut up!” Marnie yells in a screaming tone. “Just shut up! This is all going to end, I am sick of Crisp protecting you and now that he is gone, I’m in control! I’m the one calling the shots and making the decisions!”

“How do you know that Crispin is away? Why do you know so much about what is happening here in my house?” Lyla asks.

“I’ve been watching and he’s been coming and going, a lot. His attention probably makes you feel pretty special, doesn’t it?” Marnie questions as she strikes the match, it hisses as it lights. “But now he’s made the mistake of leaving you all alone and that’s when you have this horrible accident. Ouch!” yells Marnie as the match she had in her hand burns her fingers. She flings it into the fireplace where it lands in the cold ashes. Taking another match out, she holds it between her fingers like a cigarette.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 415) Your Fault

“Oh sure, now you act like you needed my help or something.” Marnie runs her hands through her hair twisting and tugging at it as she glances up at the wood trim near the ceiling. “Hum, I never noticed how pretty the wood trim is in this room, it is really nice.” She spins around as she follows the line of the wall then returns to  her original thought.

“You just bossed me around so I would look inferior and your trick worked because Crisp was treating me different.” Marnie stands up and walks over to the window to use it as a mirror. She tips and turns looking at her hair and fluffing it up with her hands. “Penny was probably fine all along and you had me on some wild goose chase!” She stops and turns as she glares at Lyla for a few seconds.

“Penny is dead now. . . and that is your fault!” She says coldly as she points at Lyla. “You might as well have killed her with your own hands.” She stomps over as if she is going to kick her and Lyla tips her head trying to protect herself the best she can. Thankfully, Marnie stops short.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 414) Because Of You

“Everybody thought you and Crispin were so great together. They made comments about what a nice looking couple you two were.” Marnie continues to crumple paper stacking an excessive amount of it up on the fire grate. “He was so mean to me, did you know that? Did you know he yelled at me and called me names?” Marnie asks.

“No, I didn’t.” replies Lyla as she tries to work at loosening the rope.

“Oh my yes, he said horrible things to me and his words really hurt my feelings.” She yells. “Who is he to do that? Then I figured it out, it was because of you. You were the reason he was so mean to me.” Marnie says as she lays thin pieces of wood along the top of the many layers of paper. “I am always everyone’s favorite and I expect to be the center of attention, but that night was different. You were bossing me around, telling me to find Penny.” Marnie slams a piece of wood down on the hearth of the fireplace.

“Yes, because we were worried about her, I needed your help.” Replies Lyla firmly. She remembers the drunken stupor Marnie was in that night and is very surprised she has any recollection of anything at all.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 413) Accident

“Marnie? What are you doing?” Lyla asks as she looks up at her.

“I’m solving my own problems.” Marnie replies. “Is the floor cold?” Looking at the rope on her hands, Lyla glances up again at Marnie not answering her question. “Well, if you feel the floor is cold, it won’t be for long. Let me get a fire started and then you can have your accident.” The tone of Marnie’s voice is very strange and scornful.

“What?” asks Lyla as she pulls at the rope and pipe.

“It’s a sad thing, you know it? You started a fire but accidentally tripped and dropped your stupid little lantern setting the entire house ablaze.” Marnie says with a smile. “Don’t worry, the rope will burn away from your hands and no one will ever know you were actually placed here on purpose. No one will ever suspect that I was ever here at all.”

“Have you gone nuts?” Lyla says as she tugs on the pipe. Marnie swiftly turns to glare at her.

“You made me look stupid at your party, Lyla. I was supposed to be with Crisp that night.” Marnie turns and begins to wad up paper and then  tosses it into the cold fireplace. “I should have been the main attraction, not you, not him. ME!” she says as she throws a ball of paper at Lyla’s face.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 412) In Hand

With Lyla knocked out, Marnie grabs her by the arms and drags her across the shiny wooden floor to the other side of the room. She binds her hands with thick white rope and secures her to a pipe connected to the old unused steam heating system. It is steady and solid as it extends down through the floor.

Laughing loudly, Marnie runs out into the hall and grabs the stained glass lantern she left on the table at the top of the stairs. As she is returning to the room, Lyla is waking up from the blow to her head.

“Oh, what happened, what’s going on?” Lyla questions, clearly dazed and disoriented. She tries to touch her head and this is when she realizes her hands are bound. She cannot move from her position on the floor and she looks up to find Marnie standing near her, lantern in hand.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 411) The Mercy Of

Slowly, Lyla makes her way down the hall to investigate the sound. Now that the sun has set it is dark in the house and with this room facing to the east, it appears gloomy compared to the rest of the rooms. Very gently, she pushes the door open and steps inside. As she flips the light switch on the wall, the ceiling light flickers and blows with a loud crackling sound.

“Damn it.” Says Lyla as this causes her to jump. With the ceiling light blown, she pulls out her cell phone to use as a flashlight. Slowly she walks over to a lamp sitting on the night table near the bed. Just as she bends over to find the switch, she feels a sharp crushing pain that runs from her head to her toes and she falls to the floor. Laying there unconscious, she is at the mercy of Marnie, who is standing over her holding a large piece of firewood in her hands.

“You stupid twit!” Marnie says in a brash tone as she flips the switch on the lamp. The light is low but bright enough to see around the room with ease. Still holding the wood in her hands, she bends over and rolls Lyla onto her back. She stands over her watching for a long time as if studying her face.

“Oh no, what are you going to do now?” Marnie says in her over dramatic high-pitched voice. She then laughs loudly in a theatrical mocking manner.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 410) To Her Right

Smokey hunches down beside the last step of the staircase and hisses loudly before she scurries around the corner toward the sunroom. Looking around Lyla is not sure of what to think. She glances into the living and dining rooms and everything seems to be in its rightful place except for one thing. The stained glass lantern she obtained while in Madrid is not on the little table near the door.

“Now, where did that get off to?” She says in a whisper as she looks around. “I know I didn’t move it.” Glancing up at the second floor landing, she sees it sitting on the hall table. “What? I didn’t move that up there.”

She heads up the staircase and once on the second floor, she stops to pick up the lantern. There is a loud and odd sound coming from a room to her right. This is at the opposite end of the house from her bedroom and immediately, she hears it again. It is a popping or knocking sound and appears to be coming from the room she and Crispin exited through after fleeing the attic last night.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 409) Steps Backward

With her heart rushing, Lyla walks over to that corner of the kitchen where she stands very still. Staring at the handle to the little door, the only sound she hears is the rapid pounding of her own heartbeat.

“What the hell could have made that sound?” She questions aloud to herself. “It sounded like something very heavy fell from above.” She stands there, very quietly staring at the door waiting for something to happen. “This is where Quinn died.” She mumbles as she continues to wait.

She thinks of Quinn, going over the edge, falling to his death. Is this what it sounded like when he hit the floor? She is barely breathing as she stands as quietly as possible. No other sounds come from the little space. Instead of opening the door to investigate further, she steps backward, through the kitchen, until she pushes the swinging door open and finds herself in the foyer.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 408) Final Statement

The tall points and peaks of the roofline are coming into view just beyond the trees. Bright yellow and orange colors tip the tops as the last rays of the sun make their final statement for the day. Lyla knows she will be alone in the house tonight and does not expect to hear from Crispin. She finds herself missing him and wondering where he might be spending his time. Most of all, she hopes he is not enduring any pain or sorrow. Walking into the house it seems to have an echoing effect as each sound she makes magnifies throughout. Running down the hall with a heavy pitter-patter, is Smokey as she comes to greet Lyla. After a dry meow, she immediately waddles her way to the kitchen.

“Oh you’re not hungry are you little one?” questions Lyla as she follows her fat cat. “We really need to think about getting you on a diet.”

Laughing at her own comment, Lyla pulls a can of food from the pantry and opens it up. Smokey meows loudly and walks in circles clearly unable to contain all of her energy and it is impossible for her to stand in one spot. As soon as the bowl is down on the floor, she dives in lapping it up as if she has been without food for days. Lyla shakes her head and grins.

Suddenly, there is a loud bang and it sounds like it came from the small pantry door that leads to the attic. It is so loud that Smokey stops eating and bolts out of the room.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 407) Take Charge

Marcus tips his head down as he lets his eyes scour the room of its occupants. He looks like a paranoid and frightened man as his gaze slowly moves from one side of the room to the other.

“He’s not here, Marcus.” Says Lyla. “He left to take care of a few things. I’m not sure when he will be back but he just left this morning.” Lyla watches as Marcus looks again in the direction of the restroom. “Do you want me to go check on her?” She can tell he is worried about Destry. “Oh never mind, here she comes.”

Destry rejoins them at the table and it is obvious she has been crying. The sun is about to set and they decide to go their separate ways for the night. Lyla walks with Marcus and Destry to the art shop where they hug and say goodnight. She then begins her stroll around the corner and down the street to her house.

It is now at this quiet time, while alone in her own thoughts that she remembers how she left things at the house. Was someone or something peeking out at her from her own bedroom window? Will she fear this place forever? Is she ever going to feel like this is home? She almost turns around and asks if she can spend the night at the shop but stops herself.

“Come on, you’ve got to take charge here.” She says as she tries to convince herself things will be okay.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 406) He Could Be

After locking up for the day, together all three friends stroll arm in arm along the tree-lined sidewalk. Once at the café, they spend two and a half hours conversing about plans for the future and reflections from the past. They also end up discussing the recent loss of the vineyard.

“It was horrible, Lyla.” Destry states as her eyes tear up. “Duff Industries tore us apart as a working family. Severo, the pickers, the staff, all are like family and they stripped that away from us. Not only have we lost our rights to the land but we’ve lost our dignity and pride as a whole.” Destry looks at Marcus then she stands up. “Please excuse me for a moment.” Marcus waits until he sees Destry enter the restroom and he turns on Lyla.

“See what your buddy has done? He destroys anyone that stands in his way and he does not care about the tactics he uses. That guy is evil and I swear. . .” Marcus stops speaking as he looks around.

“What?” Lyla asks as she watches him glancing about. She completely understands where he is coming from but she also knows much of the greed was due to Quinn, not Crispin. “What is it Marcus?” Lyla asks again.

“Nothing.” He says as he turns to look down the hall where Destry went. Thinking he is afraid Destry will walk up during this chat, she looks in that direction as well. “She hasn’t come out yet. Are you okay?” asks Lyla.

“I. . . I don’t want anything to happen to Destry or to you and Duff warned me not to get in the middle.” He looks behind him and then whispers, “He could be sitting here and we would never know it.”

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 405) His Glare

In response to Destry joining the conversation, Lyla quickly and drastically changes the subject . “I was asking Marcus if he ever showed you the conglomerate of art supplies and unfinished projects in the back storage closet, it’s a disaster! You definitely won’t want to move that stuff, it all needs to be tossed. Better yet, just strike a match and let it burn.” she grins.

“Oh really?” Destry quizzes as she hugs on Marcus. He is glaring at Lyla. “So you’re worried about what we’ll find in the back?” she giggles. Destry mistakes the look on Marcus’ face thinking his reaction truly pertains to the subject of the back room. In actuality, he is furious that Lyla is taking up for and siding with Crispin Duff.

“You know what? I think we should walk down to the café. We can have a light dinner and a few drinks toasting the happy news.” Lyla offers as she continues to distance them from the subject of Crispin.

“Yes, I agree. We should, lets lock up.” Says Destry as she reaches over and grabs the store keys off the counter. “We are going to announce the store is closing soon anyhow, what will it hurt to close an hour or two early today.” She smiles at Marcus finally drawing his glare from Lyla. As soon as he and Destry make eye contact, his demeanor softens.

“Actually, that does sound like a good idea.” Replies Marcus.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 404) Sensitive

Knowing how the events transpired last night, Lyla can believe that Crispin pulled Marcus aside to explain his stance on things, but she doubts he would have threatened to hurt anyone. She feels that possibly Marcus is being overly sensitive and mistook Crispin’s statement. There is a desire in her to explain the things she has learned from Crispin about his life, his abilities, and his uncle.

“Marcus, there are things about Crispin you need to know. Things that will help you see him in a different light, as I do. I think you would grow to like him once you understand him.” She says quietly.

“No, I think you’re nuts and yes, we do need to talk about it.” Says Marcus. He is almost angry that Lyla would have the nerve to defend Crispin. Especially after all the terrible things he has done and is doing to Destry’s family. Lyla begins to explain her statement when Destry rejoins them.

“What are you two whispering about?” she grins as she loops her arm around Marcus.

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 403) Threatened

Marcus gives Lyla a hug but while holding her, he whispers in her ear. “What about Duff?” he questions. Lyla leans back to look at him. “What about him? I’m not threatened by him Marcus, I’ve learned a lot and he has admitted to the mistakes he made several months ago.” She says very confidently.

“He stopped me last night after I left; he was waiting for me in the road.” Says Marcus as he glances up at the loft. The last thing he wants is for Destry to hear this conversation.

“He did? Why?” Lyla asks as she leans on the counter. Her thoughts go to the events that happened in the attic last night. She had no idea that Quinn was actually impersonating as Crispin, so if Marcus had a bad experience, how can he prove which of the two he was talking to? It could have been Quinn.

“Yeah, he pulled me to the side and basically warned me to back off and let you decide on who you want to spend your time with.” Marcus then leans in closer and says. “In not so many words, I believe he threatened to hurt Destry if I butted in between you two.”

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 402) To Be Happy

Looking at the reaction on Lyla’s face, Marcus realizes how much of a shock this is to her. He has been so wrapped up in his own life he forgot to take into account the things Lyla is going through and how she would feel about him leaving. To make matters worse, Crispen Duff is in this mix. Destry notices his change of expression and understands Marcus and Lyla need to be alone to discuss this life-changing event.

“I’m going to run upstairs, would either of you like something to drink?” Destry asks as she walks toward the spiral staircase.

“No, I’m good.” Says Lyla and Marcus nods no as well.

“I’ll be back shortly, just yell if you need anything.” Destry says as she leaves the area.

“I just realized where this leaves you.” Says Marcus as he comes around to Lyla’s side of the counter.

“Don’t you dare worry about me, Marcus.” Lyla states with a smile. “You two are meant to be together and Destry is right, you need to be where your work is in demand. You love what you do, you are very good at it, and you love her. All of those things are wonderful and you of anyone I know, deserve to be happy.”

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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 401) Congratulations

Lyla expected to hear good news from Marcus and Destry, but marriage had not crossed her mind. Even though she is a bit surprised by his words, she is wonderfully happy for them both.

“Oh my gosh! That is great!” She exclaims. “I honestly believe you two were meant for each other. Congratulations!” She reaches over and hugs Destry then skips around the counter giving Marcus a hug followed by a kiss on the cheek.

“Yes, and once we get things moved; Marcus will be surrounded by new places and inspirations. His artwork is exploding overseas!” states Destry as she once again smiles at Marcus.

“Moving?” asks Lyla to Destry but then turns to Marcus. “You’re moving?”

“Yes, we can stay at my place in France until a more permanent house is purchased.” Replies Destry.

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