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When we left Saks and were getting into the SUV, we all saw this guy who looked like he was running after us, but when he got nearer, both Jeff and the other security guy got all alpha male and the guy stopped dead in his tracks, pulled out a cell phone and took a picture of us.  Jeff started towards the guy and asked him what he was doing, but the guy took off and ran back into the store.

Jeff didn’t seem too panicky about it, but he told the other security guy that we needed to get out of there.  And we did get outta there in a hurry while Jeff was talking quietly on his cell phone.

Nick said, “Maybe the guy thought we were celebrities or something.  The town is crawling with ‘em.”

Aiden said, “He was just some jerk.”  But Andrew said, “I dunno, that was weird.  We’ve never had anything like that happen before.”

When Jeff got off his phone, he said to the other security guy, who was driving, “Kyle, you got a picture of him, didn’t you?”


“Gimme your phone, I gotta send it to Denver.”

Jeff turned in his seat and said to me, “Denver keeps a data base of people,” he paused, “well, people we like to keep track of.”

That was something I was pretty sure I’d heard my dad talk about before, but it still sorta amazed me that we had people who would go to this much trouble.  Anyway, it was beginning to worry me.

“You really think there’s some reason to think that guy was after us or something?”

Jeff gave me a reassuring smile, shook his head and said, “Probably not, but it’s what we do.  There’s no reason anyone should even know you’re here, but we have procedures we follow, and over time they’ve been proven to work.  But don’t worry, it’s almost certainly nothing.”

Then we didn’t hear anything about it until after dinner when my dad called me.  We talked about how his trip to China went and how the twins were doing, then he said, “I wanted to talk to you about that guy  at the store today.”

“Oh shit… what?”  My dad always saves the worst thing for last.

He laughed.  “Okay, first of all, don’t get all panicky.”  Then I heard him sigh.   “But you’re not gonna like what we think this is about either; actually, what we’re sure this is about.  We sent some of our security people back to the store and they chatted with the store’s security people, who called in the sales lady who’d worked with that guy… and the woman he was with.  She remembered that the guy called the woman he was with Charlene.”

I must have gotten a really bad look on my face, because Nick saw it and stepped over to me.

I didn’t say anything, and finally my dad said, “Are you still there?”

It kind of felt like I couldn’t breathe, but I said, “What makes them think it’s her?”

“The guy is a car dealer in West Palm… fairly successful.  Anyway, we got a photo of him and this woman when they went out to dinner earlier tonight.  It’s not the best photo, but I’m sure it’s her.  If you want to see it, Jeff’s got it… I just sent it to him.”

I shook my head like he could somehow see that and then said, “No!  No, I don’t wanna see it.  I just… I just don’t.”

“I understand.  Look, what I’d like you to do is leave tonight.  I mean, you were gonna leave tomorrow morning anyway, so it’s not that big of a deal.  The thing is that guy wouldn’t have been running after you to get a picture, if they didn’t at least suspect it was you.  And actually, it’s not like it’s the worst thing in the world, because at least now we know where she is and we can watch her.  For years we didn’t know where she was.  But more important than all that is you need to get back to school.”

I sighed and said, “What will you do?”

“Find out everything there is to find out about her.  We’ll have some leverage with the guy, because car dealers need lots of financing and, of course, we know bankers all over the world.”

“So you really want us to leave tonight?”  When I said that, out of the corner of my eye I could see the twins turn and look at me.

“The plane should already be there.  They can drop you and Nick off in Milwaukee and bring the twins on to Denver.  But remember, Chris, you’re not a little boy anymore - she has no control over you. And once you leave Palm Beach she won’t have a clue where you’ve gone.”

“What if she goes to the airport and tries to find out where we went?”

“Well, first of all, she wouldn’t even know you’ve left; but if she figures out that you did leave and you left on a private plane, she still won’t be able to get anything more, because the flight plan won’t be available to anyone.   And if anyone goes snooping around, we’ll know about it.”

After I hung up with my dad, I looked around at the twins and Nick and said, “We gotta leave.  That guy we saw was with my sister and obviously they spotted me.”

The twins came off the sofa with fire in their eyes.  Andrew said, “Fuck that bitch!  What we really should do is go find her right now and tell her what’s gonna happen if she messes with you.”

Aiden said, “We could start by beating the crap outta that weirdo that took the picture!”

Nick glared at them both and said, “Will you two just calm down!”

Then he turned to me. 

“This is the one who… did all that stuff to you?”

I nodded.

He put his hand on the back of my neck and said softly, “Let’s just get the fuck outta here.”

Just then Jeff walked into the room and over to me.  He leaned into me and said softly, “Did your dad talk to you?”  All that I could think about was how the feel of this place had changed from safe and secure to threatening.  Even the weather had turned grim.

I said, “Yeah.  Can you get us outta here?”

He grinned.  “I sure can.”



By the time we left for the airport, the weather had gotten a bit worse and the evening was cool and wet.  But as we approached the airport I was beginning to relax.  The plane was lit up and we could see the pilot and copilot sitting in the cockpit.  It was the same white Daussault Falcon that we had flown in before.

After we took off and reached altitude, I opened my laptop and checked my email.  There was an email there from Mrs. Colby, the first one I’d ever gotten from her.  As soon as I started to read it I started to laugh, and Nick said, “What’s so funny?”

I turned and grinned at him.  “First of all, the email is from Mrs. Colby, the lady that cooks and keeps house for my dads.  And to begin with, she has some old typewriter in the kitchen that she types everything on.  I didn’t even know she knew how to send email, but then on top of that, she’s decided that you and I are gonna starve to death, because neither one of us knows how to cook.”

Nick said, “Well, she’s right.  I just figured we’d eat out or something.  Do a lotta pizza.”

I laughed.  “Well, she’s got it covered.  She says she just shipped us thirty dinners for two, and she’s gonna do the same thing every month.”

Aiden leaned forward and said, “She’s an amazing cook.  Did she say what she was sending?”

I shook my head.  “Nope, just that they’re frozen and they went out Federal Express.”

Andrew said, “Her lamb stew is to die for and so is her meat loaf.  At least you won’t starve.”

I sat back and suddenly thought about school.  “You know, I don’t have a clue where the college is or how I get there.  I’m not even sure when I gotta be there.”

I got up and said, “Lemme talk to Jeff.  Maybe he knows.”

I walked to the front of the plane, sat down next to Jeff and told him my problem.

He smiled and said, “You don’t start until Tuesday morning.  I was gonna go over this with you tomorrow, but now is good, too.”  He shifted in his seat.  “I think until this thing with your sister is sorted out, you should let me drive you there and pick you up when you’re done in the afternoon.  If you need anything fast, Nick’s office is only about a mile and a half away.  Whadya say?”

“It’s okay with me.”  Actually, the thought of Jeff driving me lifted one worry off of my shoulders.

Jeff said, “While I’m thinking about it, my guys found a brown envelope taped to the bottom of a dresser drawer in your apartment in Madison.  They didn’t open it, but they said it felt like money.”  He lifted an eyebrow in question.

I nodded.  “I totally forgot about it!  My dad gave it to me a long time ago.  Shit, I’m glad you found it!”

He grinned at me and said, “I had ‘em tape it to the bottom of your dresser in Milwaukee.  That okay?”


“While we’re talking about this stuff, let me give you the layout in Milwaukee security wise.”

I nodded.

“A long time ago, your dads bought the house directly across the street from your house and that’s where we’re set up.  Your property is totally fenced and we monitor it with cameras and sensors from across the street.  We really only rarely actually go into your house.  Well, except when you’re gone.  Right now, I’ve got a guy in there to make sure everything’s okay, but he’ll disappear when you get there.  Other than that, the procedures are just what you’re used to from Denver.  The buttons on your phone will work the same way they did in Denver… everything’s the same.  The house itself has been completely updated with the latest security, so I want you to feel safe.”

“I do… I will.”

“The other thing is you won’t be registered at school under your own name.”  He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a list of names and handed it to me.  “Pick one.  Something that’ll be easy for you to remember and that you like.”

I scanned the list for a minute and then pointed at one.  “David Aiken.  I like that one.”

“You’ll remember it?”

“I’m pretty sure.  Anyway I like the sound of it.”

He grinned at me and said, “Remember, if anything bothers you about a situation, even if it doesn’t really seem like it amounts to anything, you gotta tell me.”

“We’ll have someone at the school, but I didn’t want someone right with you every second, because for one thing, it gets old, and for another, it actually attracts attention.”

He reached into his briefcase and brought out a small box.  “If you’d be willing, I’d like you to wear this.”  He opened the box and pulled out a stainless steel medal about the size of a quarter on a chain.

“This looks like just a normal Saint Christopher’s medal, but it’s really more than that.  He turned the medal over and the back of it seemed to be a little domed.  “If you press the back of the medal or really just squeeze it hard, it’ll alert us.  The range is only about a thousand feet or so, but that should be enough at college.”  He dropped the medal into my hand.

I looked at the medal and let the chain run through my fingers.  Then I looked at the image of Saint Christopher.  I looked up at Jeff, smiled and said, “I guess it works with my name.”

Jeff took a thing that looked like a cell phone out of his pocket and rested it on his knee.  “Squeeze the medal.”

I slipped the chain over my neck and then pressed my fingers on both sides, but nothing happened.”

Jeff said, “You gotta do it pretty hard… we don’t want any false alarms.”

I pressed harder and the cell phone on his lap lit up.

“Now press it two or three times quickly.”

I pressed it three times and the lights changed on his phone and one light flashed red.

“Three times is the maximum.”  He grinned.  “Three times and we send helicopters.  Anyway, it’s just to give us an idea of how bad you think the threat is.  Hopefully, it’s all a big waste of time, and generally it is.  There’s only two things we’re concerned about at the moment and we’ve got those under control.”

“You mean Cory and my sister.”

He nodded.  “Right.  Cory got out of the hospital Saturday morning and the cops are scheduled to talk to him on Monday.  We’re keeping a close eye on him, just as we are with your sister.  The thing is you need to just live your life and let us worry about it.”



After a couple more hours, we could feel the plane slowly losing altitude as we made our approach to Milwaukee.  When that happened the twins began to get twitchy and finally Aiden said, “We’re gonna come and stay this summer, right?  I mean you gotta make sure the dads agree to it.”

I laughed at him.  “You really think they wouldn’t be glad to get rid of you guys for a few weeks?  The one thing that could stop it is if they think you’re gonna screw up.  So you gotta show ‘em you’re growing up.”

I was glad to get back to Wisconsin and at the same time, both nervous and happy about the beginning of my life with Nick.  For the first time, it really felt like I was becoming an adult.


When we got to the house it was completely lit up.  Right away I could tell that the fence around the property had been changed.  It was higher now, looked beefier and now there was a really heavy looking gate that slid open to the side.

The security guys brought everything into the house for us, did a finally check to make sure everything was okay, then disappeared.

Nick pulled me into the living room and said, “Isn’t it amazing?”

It was amazing.  The walls were covered in something that was a light tan that looked like suede.  The furniture was in butter soft leather, but there were also chairs in fabric.  There were even pictures on the walls.

The whole house was fantastic.  I couldn’t imagine how much had been spent on remodeling it.

Nick came up behind me and gently pulled my shirt out of my pants, then shoved his hands up under it and wrapped his warm arms around my bare stomach.  It was like a soft electric shock that warmed my whole body and then settled in my cock.  He spoke softly in my ear.  “You scared?”

I laughed.  “Of the hard penis rubbing against my butt?”  I could feel his warm breath on the back of my ear.

He kissed the side of my neck and said softly, “I love you so much…  this is just the beginning."


The End

This is the end of The Brothers, but the Protecting David series will continue.



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