Eternal Love: The Dance (Book One: Eternal Love Series)

Chapter 12

George sat in the office of his house, looking at the records Whitney pulled. As he read on, he didn't want to believe that Morgan would do this to him. She was like a sister to him. He couldn't deny that it was true, as the evidence was right in his hands. Natalie and Dale sat in the living room waiting for any kind of sound from George. As George read the account records, he slung it across the office, into the wall, and they scattered across the floor. He shook his head, trying to wake from what seemed like a horrible nightmare. He walked over and began picking the documents up. He couldn't believe how someone could do this to another person. George walked out into the living room. "Call Morgan and tell her to get here now!" He said with a rage in his calm voice that was slightly chilling for everyone to hear from him. "And do not let this get out into the tabloids, Dale," George said. Dale nodded, knowing that it would spread like wildfire if this were to get out, and made the call to Morgan. As George sat in the office waiting for Morgan to show her face, Natalie massaged his shoulders, trying to keep him calm. She was successful until Morgan walked in, and George's fury mounted again. Morgan looked like a scared animal, not knowing what was about to become of her. "So," George said, standing. He threw the documents on the desk in front of her. "Care to explain yourself?" He asked, folding his arms. Morgan began to cry. "Mr Taylor, I'm sorry," she sobbed. George was trying to be tough, even though he slightly felt bad, but his hurt overrode that. "I want the missing documents. The receipts. All of it!" George demanded. Morgan looked up at him with pleading eyes. "When I get those from you, we'll talk about your position," George said. "I am so angry at you!" George pressed on. "I trusted you, and you stabbed me in the back!" He said. Morgan continued to cry. "I'm sorry, Mr Taylor," she said through her tears once more. "Save it!" George said. "Leave," Natalie said as calm and nicely as she could. Morgan obliged, grabbed her purse, and walked out to her truck. As George sat there in the office, he began to cry to himself, so hurt by her betrayal, the pain eating away at his heart. As Morgan continued to drive to her house on the dark desolate road, void of any other people, she saw a gun shop about a half mile up the road. As she thought of her life and the position she was in, her anger and jealousy grew. She pulled into the gun shop and walked inside. As Morgan walked through the store looking at rifles and handguns, her eyes fell on one that seemed to call to her. A .38 Taurus model 85 revolver.