Page 41 of The Midnight Club
His suspicions were confirmed a few minutes later when the chairman of his party called. It was a brief, tense conversation, but it was made very clear to Tyson that he no longer had the support of the party. His resignation would be expected the next morning. Tyson didn’t even challenge it.
Fuck this.If he was going to hell, then he would take Ori with him. If the police were going to investigate and charge him, then he might as well go down for her murder as well.
He dismissed everybody except his most trusted bodyguard. When they were alone, he eyed the man. He’d hired him because of the cold lack of empathy he had seen in him, and now he was grateful for it. ’She has to die.”
The bodyguard nodded. “Do you want me to do it, boss? I’m happy to.”
That was the other thing he liked; the man simply enjoyed killing as much as Tyson, but he shook his head. “No, I want to do it. I just need you to bring her to me. Unmarked car. We’ll take her out of the city and I’ll do it there and leave her body in the car.”
“She’s pretty well-protected.”
“I know.” Tyson sighed. “But there’s always an opportunity at some point. Make it happen.”
Ori was exhausted. After talking with the journalist, telling her and AJ’s entire story, it had felt like a huge weight lifting and now she just wanted to sleep. She lay next to Maceo as he stroked her skin with his hand. There was concern in his eyes and now she wanted it in the open.
“Hewilltry and kill me now,” she said softly, “before I can say anything more, before I give evidence to the police.”
“Which is why we need to get out of the country.”
Ori shook her head. “No. I need to speak to the police first.”
Maceo gave a sharp sigh of frustration and sat up. “I swear, sometimes you have a death wish.”
“I don’t, Maceo, I swear. But we came here to do this; let’s finish it.”
Maceo’s back was tense and she pressed her lips against his shoulder blade. “Baby, we’re nearly home and free. Don’t be angry with me.”
He looked around at her, his large green eyes full of love. “I’m not angry,mio caro.”
Ori smiled. “Good.” She pushed him back onto the bed, unzipping his pants and sliding them down his legs before straddling him. Maceo looked up at her naked body appreciatively as her hands stroked the length of his cock.
“Have I told you just how beautiful you are, today?”
Ori grinned. “Cheeseball.”
Maceo laughed, then shuddered as she cupped his balls in her hands. “The things you do to me,mio caro….”
She guided him inside her and rode him, gently at first, then, as their hands joined, she moved faster, taking his cock deep inside of her velvety warmth, moaning softly as he filled her.
Maceo’s hands drifted down her body, his fingers tracing a line down her belly, circling her navel and into her sex, finding her clit and kneading the tiny bud. His other hand stroked her full breasts, enjoying the slight bounce of them as she moved on top of him. She turned him on so much that as they approached orgasm, he suddenly flipped her onto her back and drove himself into her harder and deeper until they were both crying each other’s name and his cock was pumping thick white semen deep inside her. Ori, feeling mischievous, didn’t let him rest, ordering him to fuck her in the shower, on the floor, then against the wall. Maceo willingly went along with her, grinning and laughing at her almost feral appetite for him.
They fell asleep just before dawn. A couple of hours later, Alex knocked at their door. “You’ll want to turn the television on.”
Huddled on the couch, Ori and Maceo stared at the large flat screen television as Tyson Janek, his face pale and drawn, spoke to a much tighter group of journalists than yesterday.
“Obviously, these allegations are a disgusting slur on my character and I can assure you that I will prove my innocence in all matters. My stepdaughter has long been bitter towards me since her mother cut her out of her will; this was after discovering that the young and sexually precocious Orianthi had made many sexual advances to me. I knew that, one day, our relaxed method of parenting would return to haunt me, and so it seems that day has come. If you’re listening, Ori, please, darling, get the help we all so desperately want you to have. AJ wanted you to have that help too, and your reluctance to do so, well, let’s just say, there were reasons why he decided to end his life the way he did.”
Ori drew in a sharp breath and Maceo cursed loudly. “Figlio di puttana!’
Alex shut off the television and held up his hands. “It’s hard to hear that, but here’s the thing. The press isn’t buying his story, Ori.The New York Timeshas basically been gathering information about Janek’s proclivities for years, and they hit him with it in this morning’s edition.”
He handed her the paper. Ori read the headline:Janek’s Closet Empties Out– Congressman denies rape and abuse, but staffers say it went on for years.”She felt a lump in her throat and looked at Maceo and Alex.
“His staffers are telling the truth?”
“More than one,” Alex said gently. Ori wiped a tear away.
“He really is going down, huh?”
