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For two days, Jesse followed him everywhere he went, hoping that he’d eventually lead him to Kelly. He had followed him all the way to Albany the first day. Derek had gone into a nice house and was gone for a few hours before emerging with swollen red eyes like he’d been crying. Wuss! Jesse was mildly curious what that was about. He ran the address through his people finder program and came back with the names of a couple that ran a real estate agency in New York: Trevor and Samantha Whitemore. He assumed it was business, since that was the business that Derek was in...but the tears made him curious.
He waited until Derek left the parking lot and then he pulled his dark gray Prius out into the traffic. There was no better car to become invisible in than a Prius. People barely gave it a glance as it went by. There was nothing sleek or imposing about it whatsoever and it was almost like driving an invisible cloak. He hated how uncomfortable it was, but he’d sacrifice his comfort...for now.
Jesse followed him from the Marina to an exit near the beach. The traffic was thick in the late morning and he wasn’t even concerned that Derek would realize he was being followed as he merged off the exit and onto a street that ran parallel to the ocean. He saw Stark’s fancy little car pull off the street into the driveway of a cozy looking little white condominium. It had a little white fence and flower boxes with colorful flowers in the windows. It was like something out of a “Beach Living” magazine. Derek parked and went inside as Jesse cruised by. He parked his Prius a few blocks up and walked back. He knew he would be too conspicuous on the street so he found a spot on the beach where he could use the binoculars without attracting so much as a glance. It was a beautiful day and the tourists were out in force.
Jesse skimmed the water with the binoculars and then the rocks and then he casually turned them towards the condo. There was a huge man sitting on the little deck out back with a pretty little blonde woman. They were having breakfast and laughing and talking. He wondered who they were. Kelly wasn’t the type to maintain close friendships. He let the binoculars skim the horizon once more so that it didn’t look like he was watching them as he casually strolled along the beach with his shoes in his hand.
Turning back once more and placing the binoculars to his face, he was almost knocked down by the initial shock. He’d been searching for her, but he hadn’t realized the impact that first sight of her face would have. Kelly was standing in the doorway on the deck, talking to the blonde haired girl. Her hair was different, she’d ruined the bright blonde by dying it dark brown. It made her look cheap, he thought. She had definitely done some work to her skinny body too. Where she used to be rail thin and almost straight up and down, she now had gorgeous curves. He wondered if she’d gotten the boob job after all. She’d changed a lot, but it was most definitely her...his father had done well.
As he looked closer, he could see that her eyes looked different too, but from where he was standing, he couldn’t tell why. That was alright. Now that he knew where she was, he’d be seeing them up close soon enough.
Jesse didn’t want to stop looking at her, but he knew it was dangerous to stand there too long. He forced himself to stroll in the other direction and watch a flock of seagulls for a few minutes before allowing himself to turn back and look at her again. Just a glance. His breathing grew shallow and he felt himself getting excited again.
He was definitely going to find a place where no one would interrupt them and he was going to take his time with her. He watched her lean down and hug her friend and lay a hand on the big man’s shoulder and smile as she talked to him. She was definitely different. Kelly used to hide behind that long blonde hair of hers and it was like pulling teeth to coax a
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