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Hoping out on the back porch, Adara took in a deep breath of heavy salt water air. "YATTA!" she smiled largely which made her mom peak her head out "Yeti what?" "No Yatta. its Japanese for I did it." "Oh well when your done confusing your poor father" Adara started snickering as she knew mom was just as badly confused as dad, or more so "Come back in here and help us, kay? Good girl." Laughing Adara put her waist length curly black hair up in a bun at the crown of her head and trotted in. "So how confused are you dad?" "So confused that Confucius would be proud." "Rock on." He chuckled and kissed her cheek, he's heard her say it a lot so he knew better.

Adara was very young, 20 year old and already a renowned nurse in her hospital. She took extreme risks, but only when she knew they would work. Most called her psychic, others say that she's just too lucky. She just smiles and pats the older nurses' backs. "Plain dumb luck, I just follow my gut." And it was true, she never relied on Madam's crystal ball as most thought she did. As it was she had made a name for herself so she tried to move to Florida and see if they would have her and here she was. In a nice house that looked like a two story dream castle or something as it had tons of turrets and odd looking walls. Her parents were sad that she was moving away from Colorado but they knew her heart belonged there. They knew she would be happier where the hotter weather was so they supported her wholeheartedly.

Random weekends or whenever she had a chance she flew back home and saw her parents and enjoyed their company, she was happy and all was well for the most part. She was lonely but she didn't mind too much, she worked a lot and partied harder. One could say she found her place in the rat race, she had found her spot in the sardine can. She just needed a husband and a dog with another mortgage and she would be living the American dream. But she was never one to just follow the rules.

However, one surprise trip home, she sat by an older guy, 40s maybe 50s that was very nice. Kinda reminded her of Sam Elliott in looks, but not as approachable looking as Sam. Which made her think to put it on a list of things to do in this lifetime. Meet Sam Elliott and go on a horse back ride with him. Random, but that was her. She just talked to him but gently turned him down when he offered her a ride.

Getting in a cab a woman got in with her. "Hi sweetheart." "Wha?" The other door opened and Jethro got in, shoving Adara to the middle and the cabie took off with a chuckle. "What the hell is going on?!" "I like you..." Jethro put an arm around her and nuzzled against her young face. "I like your body and your youth. You're going to be my lover...or you're going to die and still be my lover. Your choice, but you will die in the end when I'm bored with you." "oh and sweetheart?" The woman whispered in her ear "You might want to stay alive as he's an amazing lover, that and if you want to die? Its really slow...and very painful..." The cab roared in laughter as she screamed going down the highway.

Jethro was gentle with her, it had been two weeks and the most he had done to her was mess with her body and made her pleasure him with her hand. He knew she was young and that he would kill her if he laid down on her like he wanted in the beginning. She was well worth the wait, he could tell as she had a good set of lungs on her that he wanted to be screaming in pleasure, not pain. The driver was his son, a rather good looking kid for an obnoxious 'bad' guy. He really never wanted to do this but he had to. He wasn't going to turn in his dad, his mother was allowed to birth him, raise him a bit then killed off like so many before. The woman, just a random girl that was up to no good that got Lil' Timmy's eye. "Sounds ghetto right? Sounds like those black rappers like Lil' Wayne and all right?" he would ask Adara who just gave a quick uncomfortable grin, half nod and an "Hm." Seemed to make him happy so she just indulged him. for now.

Jethro never did anything to physically hurt Adara except the occational choking as his temper flaired up and she was the closest one. He would be so apologetic but he found the more he did that, the less responsive she was to him. It made him sad, she was the only one that made him happy of late. She had such fire and he was putting it out. "We're going for a drive. Now!" Lil' Timmy's fun with his girl was interrupted and they headed out. Adara was only in a black sheet in the back seat with Jethro touching her in so many wrong ways, if he only knew that she had her cell phone with her, how she hid it from him she hardly knew as it was in her hand the whole time.

Jethro would point to things and try to keep her interest but finally had his son pull into a strip mall "You can walk about but do not run." Forcing a kiss on her lips, he pushed her out of the car as she had her face all scrunched up as if he tasted like lemons. Stumbling she walked to the edge of the walkway and sat down, her one arm in the blanket texting like crazy. "Dad I'm at Rock strip mall center, do not text back, I'll die. Kidnapped, send cops, one older white, one younger white male one female." "Now Adara you be a good girl, I'm going to look around." Jethro petted her like a rabid dog then walked off "Down there is a hair school. You were complaining of your hair, they can do it." Matter of factly as she feverishly continued to text. She pointed with her head down to the bottom of the hill. "Thank you love." He smiled back but kept going complaining how dirty it was.

Tim and his girl were continuing their earlier romp in the car so no one saw a squad car pull up quietly. He just happened to be in the area and came in silently. Gently covering her mouth he took her off to the car "Okay here is...." "WHAT ARE YOU ******** DOING!" Jethro was running up the hill." The cop flung her in the driver's seat and shut the door. "GO!" The cop turned and ran back taking out the son and lover easily. They didn't want to be apart of it anymore so they just stayed in each other's arms as they passed. "YOU KILT MY BOY!" The cop didn't stand a chance against the rage of a father that just lost his son.

Adara was driving that high performance mustang for all it was worth. She screamed the first time she jumped the hill, but giggled when she landed alive. But just as she was slowing down a white beater truck flew up behind her. "No way..." She drove hard again hearing the radio talking she had no idea what to say so she picked up the mouth piece part "Uh...B-32...uh....this is bingo and I'm in a world of hurt, I am going towards the country roads, got a full tank of gas, no clothes and a white truck up my a**, HELP ME GOD DAMN YOU PEOPLE!" flinging it she nearly wreck into another car. Screaming she turned the wheel fast and hard to go around them. "I NEED MY SEAT BELT ON!" as she was flung around in the seat a bit.

Finally getting on the high way she made her way to the long winding roads but the b*****d was so close she could see him gritting his white teeth in the rear view mirror. She was scared shitless but she was more scared to stop for him. He came up beside her and saw her sitting there scared and nude driving "If you stop, I won't hurt you much but you will be punished!" "NO!" she slammed her foot on the brake petal and whipped in behind him. "I watch too many cop shows..." She went up and around like she was going to talk to him so he let her, but preformed the pit manouver which sent him in a uncontrollable doughnut and finally rolled.

Sitting in the driver seat and panting she slowed down a bit but looked back. "Your kidding me right?" Some how the b*****d landed on his wheels and was after her, again. Getting on the train track "How...where did these pop up from?" Getting a headache she now found that she wasn't just trying to get away from the truck but she was playing chicken with trains, however, they weren't going to move for her, just on her. "This isn't GOOD!" she would yank her wheel right or left the truck doing the opposite. She was lucky, she always got in the tunnel first so she got to choose. However her luck finally ran out as he followed her out of the tunnel and before she could figure out the shot gun holder, he yanked her out of the car. "NO! DADDY!!!" the engineer already past so he didn't see her get the s**t beaten outta her body. Flinging her body in the back and tethering the tarp down, Jethro took off for home. He was going to finish her off in complete privacy.

One couldn't know if it was luck or lack of that Adara had for when Jethro got out of the truck, he was instantly killed. "Keeping loot from us...." moving the tarp back. "JESUS!" they looked at the bloody mess "AND DAMAGING IT! JETHRO YOU SWINE!" by the time they were done no tests could ever tell who he was as the bears were feasting well that night. While Adara was on the fast track of recovery and face reconstruction. "Boss? Why don't we just put her down?" "Because, Louis, she's beautiful, I've seen her and what she can do. Besides that, she'll make us a fortune on the market. A little fix up now is big payouts later."

And boy was he right, however, what no one knew is that, that family was being infiltrated, they are going down and along with them, the market was starting to be hit. But the worst thing for them, the dying young cop managed to get in the call for the Delta 6ers, especially, him. He'll take a personal interest in the case.