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I made perfect eye contact and tried to keep my own anger in check. "Tyler is mine to protect and I can't...I can't," I emphasized, "turn my back on him. Besides it's not like were so busy here that I can't take I few days off. I know it's short notice but..." I trailed off, our eyes were still locked together and I watched as Jeff reeled in his emotions.

"You're already packed, aren't cha?"

I nodded, "I'm just trying to decide if I fly or drive."

Jeff blew out a puff of air, "Since I'm already here you can use my jet. I'll stay at your place and keep an eye on things here. But, Sasha..." he straightened in the chair, "if something goes down that you don't think you can handle I want you calling me. I care about you, and yes, Tyler too."

"Thanks Jeff, you're the best."

"I know, " he said, smiling.

"Oh, you aren't conceited at all." I joked.

"Said the pot to the kettle, " he quipped.

Unfortunately, I couldn't argue with that.

*

CHAPTER THREE

A knot sat in the middle of my stomach as the small jet flew over the Sierra Nevada Mountains. I was so up tight that I was damn tempted to take a shot of the twenty year old scotch that Jeff had in the mini bar. I didn't because I wanted all of my senses when I landed. I felt the plane begin it's decent into the Biggest Little City in the World. Like most kids, the minute Tyler was able to spread his wings and fly away he did, why he landed three hours and another state away from me I'll never know. I let him go, of course, even though it practically killed my to. It was nice to know, though, that I was still his safe harbor and that if he needed me he would call.

I tightened my grip on the arm rests and closed my eyes. I have no problem flying, it's the landing that scares the shit out of me, it might have something to do with hurling 132 miles an hour towards the earth. I'm happy to report that I didn't even screech when we hit the tarmac, though I was tempted to kiss dirt when I deplaned. Jeff is always thinking where I have a bad habit of leaping without looking, so it was nice to know Jeff had my back. A black Dodge Durango was waiting at the terminal for me.

I parked in a spot outside of Tyler's apartment building. His place over looked the street on the second floor and I had to climb a set of concrete slab steps to reach it. All the way here I had gripped the steering wheel in a white knuckled death hold. As I advanced towards his door my body twitched with anxiety. I was afraid of what I'd find when I got there.

Shit, the door was slightly ajar. My breathing was loud, like I had just run a marathon, and my pulse was beating out a drum solo in my ears. I gave my self a little shake and said out loud , "Come on, Sash, your acting like a girl." Oh, wait, I am a girl.

I leaned into the door to open it a little more than softly whispered, "Tyler." I waited a minute half expecting some bogeyman to come out and get me. My heart was in my throat, not a nice place for it to be. I swallowed dryly and gave the door a shove, sending in swinging into the wall. It bounced off with a thud and would have hit me if I hadn't stopped it with my foot. If that sound didn't send anybody running than the apartment was empty. The front door opens into the living room and I fully stepped into it and stopped.

Either my brother had turned into a slob or he'd been robbed. Papers and other objects were strewn around. The couch cushions were on the floor, some of them with long slashes torn into them, like some one had taken a knife to them. I called my brother's name again but wasn't surprised when it wasn't answered. I was alone, whether that was a good thing or a bad thing I wasn't sure. I stood rooted in the center of the chaos and took a deep breath, figure it out Sasha.

I circled the room with my eyes and stopped at the entertainment center.

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