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"Did we do anything wrong, Beth?" I'm standing naked in the basement of the new local Sapphire Club as Bethany and Marta, one of the members of her black team that helped with the rescue of Chelsea, are searching through my trunk, trenchcoat, mask, and even my hair to make sure no tracking devices were planted on me during the session. They find nothing and I dress in clothing that stayed in Bethany's care while I exposed myself to the students and burqa babes. "I don't think so. I think we just got ahead of them. We prepared for a possible abduction attempt tonight, just in case, but they're probably planning something on their turf. We just heard before the event that the suspect husband left town tonight, with his kids. That seemed suspicious, because he could have been establishing an alibi, but it could have been totally innocent." "At least we didn't find any trackers or bugs." "True, but someone turned on that cell phone and might have seen the number. I wish that we didn't have to worry about a mole in our ranks. There were so many of them pawing through your stuff that we couldn't see who it was. We think you should lay low for tonight." "But I promised to meet one of the students around midnight, at her house. She seemed like she really needed a friend." "Which one?" "Mindy Monrovia." "Dammit, Cate." "Oh shit. Don't tell me she's the one. Barbie and I have high hopes for her." "We don't know that she's involved. We can't even say for certain that her husband is involved, but the message was received and confirmed inside her house. Claire's team verified that. " "But you say her husband left town? It sounds like a good opportunity to gather some data on them." "I don't like it, Cate. It's too risky. We don't exactly know where the other husband is tonight. We lost him in traffic. He could be on his way here." "I don't think they'll try it tonight. I don't think she's involved. She seemed genuinely scared. I think it's just her husband." "You don't really know anything about her. She might just be a very good actress. He might have taken the kids out of town to protect them during your abduction." "I really think we're being too paranoid." We make our way up the steps and into the lounge where Kyra, Liz, and Celine are waiting. The club is new and the membership is small, so we have to get our own drinks. They don't have a single malt, so I make do with a blended scotch, but the hostess promises to stock Talisker for me. When we get to the table, Liz asks, "What's our next step?" Before I can speak, Beth says, "Our love-sick fool wants to stick her head in the lion's mouth tonight. She almost has me convinced to let her go into their den." She has a smile on her face so I'm not as offended as I should be. "I'm not love-sick..." "Cath, we saw the way that you both looked at each other. We just want to make sure you're not thinking with your twat, not that I would kaçak iddaa blame you. I'd like to have her looking at me that way." "Okay well, I'm the one who's been looking into her eyes. It's just really clear to me, that she's no Mata Hari. I just think she needs a friend. She wants to be a gift for Dan, and she seems very sincere about that. I don't think she likes her husband, at least not any more. She wants me to be a gift from her to him so she can confirm that he's the problem in their marriage. That could be a setup, but I just don't think she's acting. I'm guessing that when the attempt happens, she'll be with the kids and he'll be the one who tries to take me. What do you think, Lini?" "That guess is more consistent with the intel. These men look down on their women. It seems unlikely they would recruit their wives for this. But I think even if she's innocent, it's too risky to keep a sister who's living with a known enemy." "I'm with Cate. We can't just abandon a sister. We don't do that. And she seems like a good candidate for us, but not too good to be true. If they wanted to plant a mole among us, you would think they would recruit someone more valuable to us, more irresistible." "Liz, it's Cate that you're risking." "Cath is going to be at risk either way. At least this way we can plan for it." I finish my drink. "Kyra's right. I'll be able to gather intel on the house. If Mindy's clean, he'll never know I was there. Well, I guess I should get out to her house. But there's one other thing. It's about Keri. She thinks she might have to run from her husband." "We caught that, Cate. He's the other suspect. Margo is checking them both a little closer now. They live in St. Loo. She's here on business a lot. He doesn't travel much, but he's traveled here before, and in a rental car. We'll keep an eye on that situation." I drive to Mindy's house and arrive a little late. She answers the door and it's very clear that she's been crying. Her eyes are all puffy and her face isn't looking its best. "Oh, thank you for coming. I was afraid you wouldn't. I must look awful." I'm finding it very hard to believe that she could mean me harm. I find it very hard to believe that I'm someone who would attract the attention of the group Celine's network has been monitoring, but it was a chilling message. "Cate Blanc is the one we want. Take her." It was read by someone in her house and a confirmation was sent. Mindy is wearing a bathrobe, but once she gets the door closed, she shrugs it off, letting it hang from her hands. Her naked body steals my breath away. I thought Honey had a beautiful body, but Mindy is in another league entirely. It's perhaps the most beautiful female body I've ever seen naked. Her profile says she's thirty years old, but she looks younger. "You spent that whole class naked. That was so brave, and you're so beautiful." "Don't flatter me, Mindy, or kaçak bahis I'll have you kidnapped for an optometric exam." I specifically say 'kidnapped' to see if it elicits any response. I sense nothing. "I guess I just have a thing for your type, Cate. You are very beautiful and part of that is because you're someone I can look up to. You exude confidence and seem very self-assured. Not like me. I can understand if you don't want me." She starts to close her bathrobe, getting it back up to her shoulders, but I reach out and hug her into me, circling her slender waist with my hands before she can close it. Her bare skin is warm and soft and smooth. "I'm not rejecting you, Mindy. You're beautiful, but I barely know you. Right now it seems more like you need a friend, or a mother, than a lover." "I do need a friend, and I like to have a mentor. And I feel like I know all that matters about you, Cate. You've been baring your soul and I've been soaking it in like water to a desert flower. I just feel so helpless, and you seem like the only person I can dare to trust. My marriage just feels all wrong. I need someone I can trust. My husband dragged me here where I've got no friends. My sponsor is my next door neighbor and she's more like a watcher than a friend. And he didn't even try to keep me from discovering his affair. He rubbed it in my face until I ran next door. Our marriage was like yours used to be, but it got much worse just before we moved here. Something changed. I thought it was that club he joined, but he hasn't mentioned it since we moved away. It has to be her." "Let's sit and you can tell me about this club." I sit next to her on the couch. She leaves her robe open, an invitation for me to do something, but for now I just steal glimpses of her beauty as I try to maintain eye contact. "It's some old Lutheran society. Some German name that means knights of old something-or-other. I was raised Lutheran, but I could never be as fanatic as he is. My parents just weren't that strict. His old college buddy dragged him into it. He's kind of a follower, which was fine when I was leading, but that guy has some kind of hold on him." The more I hear from her, the more convinced I become that she is married to an enemy of the sisterhood who has used her to infiltrate us. "Just before you got here, I had myself convinced that you weren't going to show up. I was thinking that I made a mistake joining the sisterhood. I'm planning to wait until Wil brings the kids home and goes to work the next day. Then I'll take the kids and go back home." "Stay, Mindy. For now. Unless you or your kids are in physical danger." "No, nothing like that. I can't fault him at all as a dad. It's just... extreme unhappiness for me. I thought the sisterhood would be the answer to my prayers, but I think... I think he actually wants me to become a whore so he can get a divorce and take my children illegal bahis away. He keeps asking if I've got my revenge yet. He's been withholding sex from me since the... since he agreed to the re-nup. He even sleeps in the den. He seems to know things about the sisterhood. I'm worried that he'll ruin us financially challenging the re-nup just to spite me." "Then stay, Mindy. Rely on your sisters to help you find a way to keep your kids' father in their lives. We need to see if we can gain his cooperation. I'll be your gift to him. Depending on what I discover from that, we may have other options." "Other options?" I don't want to tell her about the black card sisters. "No guarantees. Let's see if we can change the man, or coerce his cooperation better, before we decide to throw him overboard. Just tell me, did you say anything about your first session to him, or mention that I would be at this session?" "No! Barbie told us not to. He asked me about it, but I just told him it was hen business. He tried to pry, but..." She draws her fingers across her lips to show that she zipped them shut. "Good. Keep it that way. Just send me as a gift when he's on a business trip." "He doesn't travel much for business. I'm the white collar. He's a small business owner. He'll be here alone next week. I'll be taking the kids to visit my parents. My mother really doesn't like him, so he doesn't visit with us." "Then that's the plan." "Okay. Will you stay the night?" If this was a trap, it was the perfect trap for me. She was such beautiful bait, a damsel in distress who pinged me on every level from maternal to sexual. This frighteningly suggests that the enemy knows me pretty well. She pushed all the right buttons and answered the questions I didn't dare ask. I hoped that Bethany heard everything. She would call my cell phone if she needed to talk to me. We've reached the awkward point. I want to comfort her. Sex would be great, but at the moment, I feel more like her mother, or her savior, than her lover. I don't want to take advantage of her weakness. I know that she masturbated a few hours earlier, as I fucked Honey Brown's ass, so neither of us need an orgasm. "Let's get some sleep." "Will you... hold me?" "Yes. I'd like that." "I sleep naked." "Even better. I do, too. I'll be the big spoon. Just let me brush my teeth and I'll join you." I enter the bathroom with my large purse and call Bethany.. "Hello, Mrs. Blanc. I'm still not convinced, but I'm leaning toward the good Mindy camp. Margo called Keri and asked if she needed out. They had a good long talk. She's been leaking info to her husband about our sessions, but Margo is convinced that it was unintentional. Our display scared her, but in a good way. She'll unpack her bugout bag and sneak a few things out to Margo for safekeeping. It's good to have that forewarning. "Also, The sponsor looks clean, but says Mindy's husband asked her for help. We think he knew that she's a likely sponsor and fed her a good candidate. This is a clusterfuck now. We'll get it sorted out. Just to be safe, don't eat or drink anything there." "Right.