Lilly’s POV
Lately I had been having dreamsaboutholding my baby girl in my arms. It seemed like the search was never ending. I know she is a woman now but the bad part about it, my father took away my joy.
I have been living in England for a while in Cambridge and I was ready to go back home. Even with all the misery of what awaited me there it was finally time to go.
"Is everything packed," I asked one of the maids.
"Yes ma’am," she said curtsying.
"Good, please have Harrison take the bags down to the car." She nodded and quickly walked away.
I walked into the parlor to find Monique sitting on the sofa reviewing a folder. She had come with me to England since the attack on her life. After a few weeks of rest she was back to her old self, but I knew sometimes she would become distant. I had gotten her to see a doctor and it has helped.
"Good Morning Ms. Monroe," she said looking up at me. She went to pour me a cup of tea.
"Good Morning Monique. I hope all is well?" I watched her fixed the tea and handed it to me.
"Yes ma’am I have the figures on Ricon Industries." She handed over the figures and I took a seat. I smiled going through the sheets paper. The figures looked really good.
"Very well done. You and your team have done an outstanding job. When can we get this ball rolling?" I said looking up from the file.
"I have spoken to Malcolm and he said within two weeks."
"I want it in a week, Monique. Tell Malcolm too much time has already passed."
"Ms. Monroe, I don’t think we should rush this. We need to make sure the accounts in Switzerland match up. The bank said five days and that’s calling in favors."
"I hire the best. Offer Olson more control of a few investment accounts. Offer him access to some of Altron Electronics stock. He should bite."
"Yes ma’am." Monique picked up her phone and made the call.
My phone began to ring and I looked down to see Detective Gunter. He had taken a leave of absence from the NOPD and was working for me. I had him focusing on Lauren’s death and the real reason why Monique was attacked.
"Excuse me," I said getting up.
I hit the talk button.
"Ms. Lilly?"
"Yes Detective."
"Two more of your girls are missing. Katie Jacoby and Rachel Fergerson. Mrs. Ashford called me a few minutes ago."
I was puzzled, until I heard my phone ringing. It was Marci calling.
"Hold on Gunter."
"Lilly it’s Marci. I’m at Rachel’s apartment and she is not answering. I just left Katie’s apartment and she didn’t answer either. They won’t return my calls and Rachel’s car is in the parking garage. I called Gunter but I came over to see if they would answer. Rachel nor Katie showed up last night."
"I am on the other line with Gunter. I will send him over there."
"Okay, I will stay here until then." I hung up with Marci and spoke to Gunter.
"Marci is over at Rachel’s apartment. I own the building and I will let the property management know you need to get in there the same with Katie."
"Yes ma’am. Anything I find I report back to you."
"Thank you Gunter. Oh by the way check out Bradford Cole."
"Is there any particular reason why?"
"Yes, he may have information on their disappearance."
"Okay will do," he said hanging up the phone. We hung up and I walked back in the parlor.
"Olsen said give him twenty-four hours and you will have the needed confirmation. I offered him twenty percent holdings and he gobbled it up."
"I knew he would. Even if he squandered it, it won’t make a dent in profits. CJ transferred majority of the assets a few weeks a ago."
"Very smart thinking Ms. Monroe," she said nodding her head.
"May I ask why there is such a hurry on obtaining Ricon? We normally do years of research on companies before we offer a buyout."
"I got an inside scope that funds are running low. The person that truly runs it has been running it into the ground all because they want to ruin me. They have been coming after me for years and now it is time to pay the piper."
I could see the confusion on Monique’s face.
"It’s simply revenge my dear." I smiled a full grin.
"The limo is here Ms. Lilly," the maid said standing by the door cutting our conversation short.
"Thank you. Are you ready Monique? It’s time to face those that have wronged us."
I picked up my phone and called Jennifer my assistant back in New Orleans. Harrison and a few of the other maids were getting ready to follow us in the cars behind us.
Monique got up with the files and her briefcase in hand. I knew she was curious to know what I was speaking about. I gave her the look to warn her the conversation was over.
We walked outside as the cool breeze and sun wrapped their arms around us. I would miss the beautiful countryside and the vacation home that Ben convinced me to buy so many years ago.
Fredericka was already in the front seat along with Nicholas my driver. Monique was on the phone and then Fredericka was on hers. The ride to the airstrip didn’t take long as two planes awaited us. My staff would be on one and I would be on the other. I needed a little peace and quiet before we arrived in New Orleans.
The stewardess greeted me as I got on the plane. It had been a while since I had been on it. I had learned to start delegating and giving my most capable employees more responsibility until they failed.
Lunch was already set up and I sat down and ate. I heard my phone ringing. I looked down and it was Steve, my PI, I had hired to find my daughter.
"Hello?"
"Hello this is Steve."
"Yes how may I help you."
"We have a lead. I didn’t want to get your hopes up, but a Carmen Baptiste contacted me and told me she knows something about the child. I am on my way to Las Vegas to meet with her."
My breath caught in my chest. She was my father’s new assistant before he sent me away. I had only met her once or twice. Her name had totally slipped my mind."
"Whatever you find please keep me informed."
"I have a very good feeling about this," he said.
"I really hope so. Do you need me to meet you there?"
"No we can handle it. We will be in contact soon," he said and hung up.
I really hoped this was a true lead. If she could just give us information I would be truly thankful. Throughout the months every lead would turn into a brick wall. Every time I got my hopes up, they would deteriorate leaving me all cried out and numb.
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