soulmate- The Investigation

Just wait here said officer Cathcart, while officer Noble and him existed the room to the police station lobby ton discuss matters.

There is something not right with his story, for now will release him until we hear back from Sargent Fitzgerald.
Upon entering the room where Francis had been detained, you can go for now, Yet stay in town for further questioning,"suggested officer Noble."

Thank you, I am here to help with my sister's finding, any other thing I can do to help, "stated Francis,"while he walked out of the police station.

                                                                     

Soul Mate- Captive To my viewers/audience :

Do to the upgrades with Blogger and Google + Business software Technical glitch,
Soul Mate Series marathon could not be aired on this Tuesday night,
as usual scheduling time 9pm EST., as well on Friday nights 9pm EST.
I will try again to air the series on Friday night @ 9pm EST. on August the 2nd, and I thank you for your patience, during Blogger and Google+ software is updating they're system.


Respectfully,
Ms. Maria Catania -keepamericaheard-

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As Thornton went to kiss her soft petals of close lipped, Claire bit him on the upper part of his cheek, piercing the skin just below his left eye.

Smack across the face, as she screamed, "Get off me, I want my Sebastian, she moaned!"

Thornton filled with frustration, "How could you have done that to me", as he smothered her lip locking, as they're legs intertwined.

Claire gave into his ever lasting kisses of lust, that mapped her face and chest, as he held her tightly close to his body. She felt lost, and bewildered, overwhelmed with his touch of sexuality.

 

Thornton sprang from the rug, No, I will not have you, until you accept being Mrs. Androusey, "in the utmost!"

Never will I accept it, ever...as she ran upstairs, and locked the door.

Thornton had went back into the bar, and sat at the café table, staring at the uneaten meal of Devine dressing of food prepared for two. His eyebrows rose with a crinkle in his forehead, of fiery eyes, as the sound of tipping of the table come crashing down across the parlor wooden floor.  

 

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As she wrapped herself in the wool blanket, to keep from shivering, Thornton stared at her of ravishing furiously eyes awaited. Claire sat on the rug, hoping the night would end, without fighting with Thornton of his feelings for her.

 

Thornton beckoned Claire, yet she wouldn't answer nor look his way, she stood to run away from her captor. Thornton reached for her dress, grabbing it at the bottom of the lace trim; Tarring it at the seams, baring her legs of silk. 

 

By then, the wool blanket had fallen off her shoulders, Claire had tripped over. Thornton had leaned over her body screaming of lust, hair of webbed curls that flowed over his arm, as he gently lifted her head. Claire struggled to fight off his vintage breath that singed her hair, as he cuddled her, with moisture from his hand, that sweated her body .

 

Thornton refused her regetion, of pulling away and shoving him off, My princess; don't fight me, "as he said angrily!"

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Mrs. Wallington is here with me, she was here when I had arrived, we found mud on the floor in between the furniture, and on the couch, "Sebastian had explained."

 

Therefore, officer Noble followed behind Sebastian as they made they're way back up to Claire's cottage. You men stay outside and search the surrounding areas of the lake, especially around the cottage, "officer Noble ordered."

 

As officer Noble and Sebastian stood by the lake, flashlights lit like torches reflecting off the murky smog waters as the hired men went about. Officer Noble had reached down, as Sebastian held his flashlight downward towards the soiled findings of a switchblade, half way sticking out of the mud.

 

Well what do we have here, "as their eyes grew alarmingly", as hesitation flooded their thoughts.

Out the glass doors, down the steps, shouting ranting of an elder's voice, 

"What happened to our Claire", as Gene fell to her knees; crashing into officer Noble's muddy boots face down.

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Now come, sit down, drink your tea Gene, I'll finish cleaning up the mud and broken china.
Gene had been sobbing throughout her drinking of the tea, as Sebastian swept away into the dustpan.

After Sebastian had walked over to the sliding glass door, while looking out across the smog lake that filled the skyline.
What do you see, tell me, "anxiously waited Gene?"
I see flashlights heading this way, let me see, sit; I will go check this out Gene, as Sebastian went running down the steps of stone.

Gene had gotten up from the dining room table, as her shaky cup of tea had dribbled down the front of her shirt. "Oh shoot", as she ran to the kitchen, to clean herself...

What are you doing down at the lake at this hour Mr. Sir Montgomery, "questioned officer Noble,  with armed men?"
I thought you had gone home after leaving the police station, and to find you here, officer Noble stated.
I decided to come over to Claire's instead, I was hoping to find more answers to her disappearing, "Sebastian answered."

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What are you doing crawling all over the floor, "Gene asked, as she entered the living room?"

 

I was picking up the broken pieces of the cup, and came across this, it's even on the couch. Don't use a broom, your bound to smear it all over the fabric, "Gene spoke." I wasn't about to Gene, I was going to sweep in between the furniture, "as Sebastian responded sternly." 

 

Where do you think this came from, Maybe when you were here the day you had a scuffle with the intruder, "Gene had asked?"

 

What's with all the questions, I don't know, probably the night before Claire was taken. Remember Claire had claimed someone was here in the cottage, and ran off into the woods, the night she phoned me before the day of our wedding; or do you not recall, "Sebastian explained in a agitated voice?" 

 

It must have slipped my mind. I do remember her coming into the dress shop, while putting her wedding gown on that morning, as she tried to tell me, "Gene responded." Claire was trying to tell me that someone had come in from the glass sliding doors, Yet I forced out the dress shop, to the alter...

Oh my dear, I should of listened to her, it's all my fault, "Gene cried!"

No its not Mrs. Wallington, you couldn't have known, as he hugged her, while wiping her tears with the cuff of his sleeve.

 

 

 

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Would you like to join me in a cup of tea, it's one of Claire's favorites, Peach. Sebastian sat on the chaise lounge, while Gene walked over, as the aroma of peach flavored tea filled the china. Thank you for sitting with me, now a days since Claire has gone, My days are spent at the dress shop with my sewing of dress making, waiting for Claire to come waltzing in; with her vibrant smile, and her tales of fantasy.

 

Oh my dear, I do believe her fantasies' this time have turned into reality, "Sebastian replied hastily!" Our Claire has been gone to long, my love wouldn't play such a childish game, or toy with me, not like this; as Sebastian threw down the cup, splattering the saucer onto the tile.

 

No reason to get in such rage Sir Montgomery, sit I'll clean it up, let me go get a broom, "Mrs. Wallington suggested."

 

Sebastian began to gather the broken splintered china along the baseboard, he had noticed there had been mud next to the coffee table. There were trails of mud in between the table and couch, tousled amongst the throw pillows.       

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Sebastian had turned off the vehicle, as he coasted along side the lake, as he quietly existed the car door, leaving it a jarred. Sneaking his way across the grass, up the three stoned steps to the glass door of Claire's cottage. He noticed a shadow come closer to the curtains, as he ducked down side of the steps. The curtains had opened and closed quickly.

Sebastian made his way through a cracked side window of the cottage, in the bathroom.
Gently closing and locking the window from behind, he then crept his way through the bedroom, which led into the bedroom. He took off his shoes, so they wouldn't clank against the tile floor, through the foyer, to enter the living room. He could her whistling of teapot coming from the kitchen. Sebastian quickly rushed in with fists clutched in the air, ready to fight off the intruder.

For goodness sake, you scared the life out of me, as she swung a pan at his head, as he stopped it in time from knocking him upside the head.

What are you doing here Mrs. Wallington, I thought you went home, "Sebastian questioned?"

I just had to come by and see if Claire had left a message on the answering machine, "Gene surprisingly answered!" So I thought I'd fix a spot of tea, while praying for her to call or come back to the cottage, as Gene quivered.
What are you doing back, and sneaking around the back, like a thief in the night?

I  decided to come here and search the cottage for any force of struggle, any clues of that night from the intruder, "Sebastian had explained."
I saw a light on from the side of the road along the lake, coming from the back of Claire's cottage, so I stopped and parked about 100 feet away, and snuck through the bathroom window, "Thornton responded."

The bathroom window had been unlocked, "asked Gene?"
Yes, how else do you think I got in Claire's, "Sebastian stated."

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Claire kneed Thornton in the groin, as she fled through the living room to the bar. Pouring a shot of Amaretto liquor on the rocks, from behind the bar; avoiding the shattered glass on the floor, beside the café table.

 

Thrusting his way into the parlor, Thornton with drool upon his chinned face of anger, "Why Claire, he questioned?" 

How could you leave me in such rage, "as he smacked his hands down on the bar!"

 

Stay away, as she stood there with the front of her dress undone, don't make me throw this glass at you Thornton. You bitch, as he came across the bar snatching the glass from out of her hands. Give that back to me, "Claire hollered?"

If you stop acting like a child, and be nice, stop fighting me Claire, "Thornton abruptly replied."

 

Claire and Thornton left from behind the bar, carrying her away from the broken glass, he then placed her on her feet in the living room. The fireplace lit up her eyes, desperately staying away from the lust that had been building between the two.

Here, has he blanketed her with a knitted wool, as Claire shivered in front of the fireplace.

 

 

  

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She had unlocked her lips with Thornton, "No I can't do this, as Claire began to struggle out of Thornton's manly arms."

 

Claire, I want you, grabbing her closer to his chest of iron walls of seductiveness. Thornton cradling her as he ran his hand across her bare shoulders of tiny beads of heat, down her neck, kissing her breast line. Saliva driblets showered across her chest, her heart was beating of intensity from being aroused by his touch of kisses that trembled through out.

 

Don't fight it Claire, as he pushed her down onto the cold wooden café table, knocking the wine glasses to the floor. Claire fighting every inch of the way, to get Thornton off her.

Thornton grabbed her by the wrists, "Ouch your hurting me Claire shouted!"

Thornton then picked her up with one swoop up in the air, carrying her over to the living room, lying on the Chesterfield in front of the fireplace.

 

Stop, get off me while shoving and kicking Thornton's sensuous body, "Claire argued."

Thornton raised his hand, as if to smack Claire, "Yet he held back, embracing her body to his. "Oh my Claire, I will never let Sebastian have you," as he began to fondle her hair, that smelled of lily lavender on a summers day.

Claire looked at him with hatred in her eyes, while she got lost in his domineering way with her.Their lips locked, he started to untie the lace straps that were across her chest.

His lips upon her breast...Claire trying not to give into temptation, of sexual desires that filled her quivering body.

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Then Claire reached over the café table, while drinking his glass of wine, that sat before him.

 

See, I told you it wasn't drugged with a sedative, Yet you do need to be careful, "Thornton quoted."

Remember the antibiotic's I gave you earlier for your infection, are still in your system, You could have a reaction of feeling dizzy, "Thornton explained."

 

I don't care, fill it up again, I need to feel numb from being here; I want my Sebastian, as she chugged down another glass of chardonnay.

Claire began to stand up and walk about towards the windows to look out. As she looked off into the night fog, she said, I know my Sebastian will come; he'll find me, I just know it.

 

Thornton had walked over by Claire's side, while clutching his hand into hers. My princess, my love, Nonsense with your foolish thinking, "Thornton replied"; as he pushed her into his arms, as sexual notions aroused. Thornton pressed his mouth on her velvet wine tasting lips, merging into a locked kiss.

Claire tried to release herself from his hold, Yet she was engaged in a sensual captivating kiss of lust.  

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The sound of heels that clanked down the staircase, the reflection of an image in Thornton's eyes, dressed in a flowing dress, laced around her voluptuous body of olive skinned beauty. Ruby red lips of velvet, a scarf of curled hair that draped her shoulders, like a cape.

Come my princess, my vision of beauty, sit at the café table, While pouring Claire a glass of chardonnay. Claire's overwhelmingly anxious gaze, as she stared at the fixings of a romantic dining table, set for two.

 

I have prepared a very romantic night for us, "Thornton expressed." Please drink the wine Mrs. Androusey, "Thornton demanded in a hastily matter."

 

No, you probably put a sedative drug in it, while she shoved the wine glass towards Thornton. 

 

Claire, I will drink the glass of wine to prove you wrong, "Thornton replied."

As he began gulping it down, she could hear the consumption like a galloping horse echoed the ears of her mind.

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Sebastian then walked over and sat in his car, thinking before leaving the police station, should I go back to Claire's or? Turning the ignition on, Sebastian had and idea, so he drove off onto the foggy road, heading towards Claire's cottage on the lake.

 

Gene had been driving home, then took a swift turn about, to go head down the road that led to Claire's. 

 

It was quite foggy that evening, as dusk started to fade into night. The light poles lit scare sly, while the fog thickened into camouflage that swept along the skyline, making it obscure for drivers, while passing each other along the streets of murky roads.

 

As Sebastian was looking ahead out the blurry windshield, wiping the inside of the windshield with his hand, along the thick fog that hovered the lake. He had noticed a light on in Claire's cottage, peeking through the back sliding glass door curtains.

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Gene and Sebastian where making their way back to the Sergeants desk, when officer Noble spoke; Don't worry will find her, we will still be looking for her in days too come.

Sargent Fitzgerald, get me the Manchester Gazette, I want raise the ransom. and hire more men on the search, "Sebastian sternly stated out loud!"

Ok Mr. Montgomery, how much,"Lieutenant Gardner quoted while entering the police stations doors?"

Two million dollars, said Sebastian in a high pitched voice...

As you wish Sir Montgomery, I will get more men on the hunt, for Ms. Claire Atkins's, "said The sergeant, as he held the doors open," for Mrs.Wallington and Sir Montgomery existing the police station.

 

 

Therefore, Sebastian had walked Mrs. Wallington back to her vehicle, as she Gene looked up at him, with startling eyes.

Gene, you go home and rest, Sebastian said as she drove off into the evening night fog.

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The chilling sound of the rings, flooding throughout the air, "Mrs Wallington had run over to pickup the phone, with great anticipation!"

I need you to meet down at the police station, "Sergeant Fitzgerald just phoned me," and found some clues in Claire's search, Sebastian explained in detail.

                                                                            

Down at the Manchester police station, over looking the clothed findings of clues, "That's from the gown I made Ms. Claire, as Gene stated so firmly."
Are sure mam, Mrs. Wallington, "asked officer Noble, standing next to Sargent Fitzgerald?"
Oh yes Sir..,officer, "Gene answered in a trembling stutter!"
What are we going to do, "Oh my Sebastian, sobbing with a river of tears, as Gene hugged Sebastian tightly gripped."
Mrs. Wallington have some water, as he walked her over to the water fountain, by the main entrance of the station.
                                                                           

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Later that day after leaving the Police station, Sebastian had went home and showered off the day. He still felt alittle shaky from the bump on the side of his head, as he climbed up the spiral staircase, to the master bedroom, to rest his head.

Ring a ling...Ring a ling..., persistently, Sebastian had leaned over to answer the phone, in a sluggish motion.

Good evening, "Montgomery residence, with his raspy spoken words?"

It's Sargent Fitzgerald, we have some knew clues we found while searching the wooded areas near Claire's cottage.

What did you find, "Sebastian asked anxiously ?"

We found white torn fabric, with a brownish mud stained piece of material on a tree, up along the roadside; about a half mile away, into the woods, from Claire's, in which Sargent Fitzgerald had explained.

Really, let me call Mrs. Wallington, and ask her to meet with us down at the police station, so she can tell us if any of the fabric was from Claire's wedding gown, "Thornton suggested."

Ok Mr. Montgomery, see you soon, as the Sargent hung up the phone.

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Entering the back entrance of the cabin, Thornton stopped by the bar to open a nice bottle of Chardonnay, as he smelled the cork, he sat two wine glasses at the café table.

Next he went into Claire's room, where he was now staying in, while Claire had the up stairs bedroom; he had taken a full length dress of burgundy laced silk out of the bedroom closet, next to his clothes. Carrying it upstairs, while he laid out on the foot of the bed for Claire to ware, when she woke from her nap. Along side of the bed, sat a pair of golden bronze strapless heels, to go with her dress.

                                                                   

Claire began to wake as she yawned out loud, "What are you doing in my room, looking surprisingly?"

Please Mrs. Androusey, don't look so shocked, you are my wife, Now get dressed, and meet me in the study by the bar; don't make me wait, "Thornton responded abruptly."

Don't call me that, my name is Claire Atkins, soon to be Mrs. Montgomery; "I will never accept this marriage, ever she cried out!"

Quit your pouting, wipe your face of tears, and get dressed.

Thornton had left the room to head back down to the bar, while waiting patiently for Claire to arrive.

 

                                                            

 

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Thornton went backup stairs to get some clothes, to put in the downstairs bedroom, he had setup for Claire. While hanging up his clothes' in the closet, he looked over at the broken shattered pieces of mirror on the floor.

Thornton picked up a piece and saw his reflection, and said to himself, " I need to shave this rugged face of mine," as he continued to look in the shattered mirror behind the bedroom door.

While exiting the bedroom, he had stepped, and pierced his foot with a sliver of mirror.

Shoot... as he squeezed it out beneath the slit skin of his left foot. 

Thornton went into the hallway closet, where Ms. Campton kept the cleaning supplies, to get a broom with dust pan, to sweep up the broken mirror.

He then took the rest of the broken framed mirror down to the garbage, as he smashed it against the side of the shed. Thornton had noticed, left behind was a torn piece of Claire's wedding gown, left by the entrance of the patio door.

As he bent down to pickup the white strand of material, he recognized the scratches along his hands, that grazed across his neck, in the window pain reflection. Remembering Claire had fought him every step of the way, when she had scratched him while carrying her through the back door.

Thornton went back into the bedroom to shave, and combed his tasseled hair of black.

He wore a pair of black tailored pants, with a Bronze satin robe, which bared his chest.

House slippers made of cream colored leather, shapely footed.

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Thornton sat with Claire, till she went to sleep for the day.

He then went downstairs to shower, not to wakeup Claire, as he lathered up with soap.

                                                                

 

All he could do was think of Claire, as he sat down in the shower, dreaming of being

with Claire;emotionally attached, sexually bound as husband and wife. 

She will learn to love me, she has too, I will never let her leave me, as he punched the shower wall.