Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 194

Bethany

POV

That was a shock. Pam is a royal family member, and I cannot see her ever claiming the throne. She might like getting to know her real uncles and aunts, but that is still far away. I think whoever comes after her will be in for a shock as she is a well-trained operative

and won't go down easy, even when pregnant.

Pam said she was excited to move into her home. Being told it was her family's home made it all the more a home to her. I thought with all the dead around her, she wouldn't want the house anymore, but she said it was her parents' home; they died there, leaving their love in the home for her to replace. She is looking forward to thoroughly looking at the place and seeing if there are any other hidden treasures in there and if maybe her brother left her anything. She does not remember anything of that time, but it was exciting to her now to walk into the house her parents lived in and her Grandmother.

Our home is full steam ahead, Scott pushing the men to get it done. With me expecting four babies, they are implementing extra child protection ideas around the house, including special locks on doors and windows. I like the changes they are making.

Dad is going to be busy with both the executions and the poisoning, both of which he believes are the same person, but proving it is going to be difficult. I am glad that all that is now behind me is that I can focus on the babies and house. Theo had left it to me to decide what I wanted; he did not even argue when I said the pool needed to be covered. He has agreed to an indoor pool, an area we have set aside for a pool house to be built, and the doors can be shut tight so the children, while young, cannot get in. I do not want one to drown. The pool will be heated; we both love to swim, and it will be good for me as the babies get big in the tummy for some exercise. Then, when they are born, I will have a place to relax and get fit again.

They have already completed the lab and are now kitting it out with the things I need in there; the house won't take more than another two weeks with all the men Scott has over there. Many sentences in this chapter have been removed because you are not reading them on Job n lb. c (o) m. I can't believe how fast he has got them working. There is lots of overtime, and the men are in different parts of the house, doing each part with little fuss. He does have a good team. The new gates and security have been installed, and everything is looking so good.

I am not sure how much longer I can stay on my feet. My ankles are blowing up like a balloon, and I have gained so much weight. I feel Hank is watching me like a hawk, waiting for me to stumble so he can put me on bed rest. My Doctor has already threatened to put me in hospital if I do not stay off my feet. I am only five months along, but I look like a woman at nine months, and I do not feel my stomach can expand too much further. Hank POV

Bethany needs to slow down; she has been running around trying to organize baby things for the last couple of days. She needs to delegate more and stay off her feet. I have seen how swollen they have been getting. Theo has noticed, too, and we talked about what we should do; we have a bedroom on the ground floor that is used as a guest room. When we get people, we don't want upstairs to stay over. We are considering moving them down to that room so she does not need to do the stairs any longer. She will complain, but that is the best solution we can come up with.

I headed over to the jail after talking to Theo about moving downstairs. He said he would move everything while she was out for her next doctor's checkup, and when she returned, it would be done. Little could she do about it once he moved all their things; she was not up to moving everything back up.

'Hey George, are there any left?' I had not expected any to be still hanging on.

'Three, see for yourself! To my surprise, Kitty was one of the last three; she was barely hanging on; if she were an animal, we would have put her down; all we can do is give painkillers as often as we can. She did not even open her eyes when I entered the room; it was as if she was in a coma, and it would not shock me if she were. I had expected her to be one of the first to go, like Margaret and Cindy. But she is a fighter; maybe she consumed less, but the effects would still be the same; the doctor on call did them no favors. 'Have there been any success in discovering where the mushrooms came from?'

'None. The co-op is clean, and all the samples were, too. Whoever did this was good and well thought out!

'What about the head cook, Elsa?' I asked. She would be my most likely suspect. It was an opportunity.

'Clean, no history of being involved in any scandals, the occasional speeding fine, but other than that, she was clean. 'Was?' Did my ears miss hear?

'Yeah, she was in a car accident a few nights ago and did not make it; you may have heard about the four-car pile-up on main street. George was taking a swab from Kitty's mouth, and it was as if her mouth was not right. George had documented each person's symptoms and how long they lasted; although this kind of poison is well known, it was fascinating that each person handled the poison, and George was hoping that having such a large control group, he might replace something he could work on, to stop this poison being so effective. a cure maybe. It may sound bad, but this is the first time something like this has happened in our town, and George is taking every chance to see if it can be stopped. I doubt it, but I can't fault the doctor for trying. 'Sorry to hear that. She was a good chef and organizer of large groups. It is a shame to lose her.' It would be a waste if she were innocent, but I will mention it to Scott and Jacko; they might want to look further into her life and friends, and we need to replace links somehow. Spider POV

'Hello!' I answered my phone. I did not recognize the number and needed to be more cautious with all that had been happening lately.

'Spider, any news?' The prince barked down the phone at me, making me jump. He never called me directly; I usually went through others. Something had changed.? I was now alert, and looking around the room, something was off; I could feel it. I turned back to my computer and opened an app.

'Elsa is dead, and there are only three left alive at the prison, but they should be gone soon; I doubt they will last the night.' I tried to sound calm and give the report clearly.

'When it is done, pull out from their security cameras. I do not want links coming back to us. Anything else new?' he sounded bored now as if all that had happened here was an everyday occurrence, and it made me sick to the stomach at how easily he snuffed out friends and foes alike.

'Nothing that I have caught wind of. I lied.

'Good, keep it that way. You know what the consequences are if that changes. He hung up, leaving me feeling a cold dred flow over me.

I was not going to tell him that the royal family had been found, the house was being renovated, and the wall was knocked down. He will have a fit, and I am not going to be the one to wear that one. Once the cameras are disarmed, I am going on an extended holiday far away from all of this; I wish to live a little longer. I do not need to go to jail to disconnect the

cameras; it is just a matter of flipping a switch, and our live feed to those cameras will be gone.

I'd like to know if I left for my holiday now and if I could disconnect them from where I am going. No, it is not worth the risk. I will stay around till I have disconnected it. Too many of my people have died lately.

Elsa was first, then the nurse I had planted at the hospital years ago, where Bethany worked, my man at the police department, and three of my best assassins. There are few of us left now. I am concerned I will be taken out when this job is completed. I stood up from my computer and, turned around and found a gun in my face; before I could react, the bang was heard, and everything went black.