Soul Purpose Chapter 10
“You heard me, I live here!”
Penelope’s face turned a bright shade of crimson as she stared at the woman. She so wanted to wipe the arrogant smirk off of her face but that would only give her temporary satisfaction. The old Penelope would have broken down and ran but old Pen was gone. She was tired of being upset and tired of Savannah insinuating that she could simply take her husband whenever she wanted to.
Savannah was slightly taken aback when the chunky blonde didn’t grab her little crumb snatcher and waddle from the apartment. On the contrary she merely stood there looking around as if she had plans to take off her shoes and stay awhile.
Penelope closed the distance between them and invaded the woman’s personal space. Now they stood mere centimeters apart. Penelope was still deciding whether or not to lay paws on the woman who’d had the audacity to cross the threshold of Derek’s apartment without his real wife’s permission. She felt Savannah’s eyes on her back as she walked into the kitchen and began thumbing through the bag of groceries examining each item before placing it on the counter. Then after she’d emptied the bag, Penelope walked down the small hallway and stopped short of entering the master bedroom where the bed had been left unmade and a woman’s clothing lay on the floor.
Savannah felt her confidence swell when her rival stilled at the sight of her clothes thrown about. Her confidence was short-lived when Penelope Garcia-Morgan returned to stand in front of her.
“Savannah, I’ve worked a long time alongside some of the best profilers the world has ever known and I’ve learned a few things.”
“Yeah, what’s that?”
Uncomfortable, Savannah took a half step back to create space between them.
“I’ve learned that you are a delusional, self-absorbed, conniving bitch! I’m sick and tired of allowing you to cause problems in my marriage. If Derek wanted you he would have married you!”
“Derek is way too much man for you, Penelope…”
“SHH…I wasn’t finished.”
Savannah took another step back…a full step back until her back met the sharp edge of the kitchen island. She didn’t know who this woman was in front of her…stalking her…she didn’t recognize the eerie calm in her voice or the stone black stare in her eyes. She remained silent.
“Now.” Penelope looked at her watch before continuing. “You have five minutes to get out of, my house. I’ll be the one…me and my daughter will be the ones staying here tonight, understood?”
“…And when I find out who helped you pull this little charade off, I will erase both of you!”
“Wow, when did you grow a pair?”
“When I realized that I was married to an amazing man who has done everything in his power to make me happy. I love Derek, Savannah and he loves me. I’m not going anywhere and if you want my husband you’re going to have to do a whole lot better than this!”
“Hummpf! Do you honestly think you can hold onto a man like Derek Morgan? I mean really, have you looked at yourself in the mirror?”
Penelope smiled and began walking a circle around Savannah then came to a stop facing the brunette.
“Remember, Sav…Derek was with you before he was with me…he left you for me.”
Penelope was the one who was smiling now. Her anger had morphed into something else and as her daughter began to stir on the couch she wanted the intruder out of the apartment.
Savannah had nothing else to say. This wasn’t how she expected things to turn out and in fact, she never imagined that Penelope would have had the nerve to show up in New York let alone confront her like she was…like she was…her. She hated the four-eyed brightly colored blonde. It made no sense that Derek had chosen her and that Kevin Lynch still drooled in her presence. The universe had somehow taken a bad spin and no one had told her that the rules had changed. One thing she did know was that Penelope Morgan had won this round.
Penelope crossed to the other side of the room and picked up her daughter as she began to wake up. Rubbing her daughter’s back the little girl began to fall back to sleep never realizing that they had company.
“Four minutes.” Penelope whispered.
Shaking her head Savannah turned and headed to the bedroom and quickly put on her clothes and then headed for the door. Just before turning the nob, Penelope stopped her.
“Oh and Savannah.”
“Thanks for dinner.”
FBI Headquarters – New York –
Derek left his third message before pocketing the phone. He’d been hopeful that after their short conversation the day before things had taken a turn for the better. Perhaps over night she’d had time to rethink things and wasn’t quite ready to give them another chance. He wasn’t ready to give up on her or their family and so he vowed to try to reach her in a few hours once he got home.
His concern for the time being was the case before him. Someone had taken it upon themselves to use their badges to take the law into their own hands while supplementing their income on the side. He’d worked hard to earn his credentials and every agent he’d known took pride in being a part of this elite brotherhood. He was determined to do everything in his power to bring the men or women to justice who’d killed 5 innocent people, two of whom were fellow agents.
“He’s on to us!”
Leo nervously paced the floor of the small storage room.
“How do you know that?”
Christiansen shot a look at Carmichael then back at the petite man who was beside himself with worry.
“He has our files on his desk!”
“He has everybody’s file on his desk. He’s trying to get to know his agents.”
“No man, I went and introduced myself to him this morning and he was real calm, too calm.”
“That doesn’t mean anything he’s a profiler he’s trained to be calm. Take it easy!”
Carmichael knew his words were falling on deaf ears.
“Look, you need to calm down. You’re our eyes and ears. You’re our ace in the hole, man!”
Christiansen placed his hands firmly on the man’s shoulders forcing him to stop pacing.
“I don’t know, I don’t know…I have a feeling…”
“Man you always have a feeling.”
“Yeah and when have your feelings ever been anything more than…”
Both agents laughed clamping their hands over their mouths so as not to draw the attention of passersby.
“Okay, but if we end up sharing a six by five cell together I’m killing both of you with my gas!”
Christiansen released Leo from his grip before speaking.
“Listen, just keep an eye on his computer activity if you see something that you think is leading him our way, let us know and we’ll take care of it.”
Leo quickly nodded and exhaled as he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.
“Stay calm, there’s nothing he can do to stop us, nothing!” Carmichael added. “If he finds anything he’ll be dead before he can breathe a word about it.”
There wasn’t much in the cabinets except the basic spices and non-perishables but Penelope had managed to make a snack for Saraya when she woke up from her nap. As her daughter finished the last of her peanut butter and jelly sandwich Penelope put away the last of Savannah’s groceries. Her heart was still beating loudly as she replayed the showdown. She’d surprised herself. It was long overdue but she knew not to get too comfortable Savannah didn’t take losing lightly and she was used to getting her way. Still, Penelope felt like a grown woman for the first time since giving birth to her daughter. She needed to talk to someone about it and so she dug her phone from her purse and dialed the most obvious number.
“Garcie, you made it!”
“Yes, we made it alright!”
“Well good, does Morgan know you’re there yet?”
“No and he’s left me a few voicemails. I didn’t take the calls because I was afraid I’d spoil the surprise.”
“So instead you leave him hanging thinking that you’re still mad at him. You two are going to drive me crazy!”
“You won’t dream who was here when we arrived.”
“Oh hell no! Garcia, what on earth…Did Derek invite her?”
“Because if he did I’m going to kick his ass!”
“No, he didn’t know she was here!”
“How did she know where he lived?”
“Better yet, how did she get in his apartment?”
“YES! And she was damn near butt-naked! She came out of Derek’s bedroom wearing one of his shirts…and nothing else!”
“That BITCH! So, what happened?”
“I threw her out!”
“What? Penelope Garcia Morgan I am so proud of you! It’s about time!”
“Yes it is, blondie!”
“So, now what?”
“Now I wait until my husband gets home. I just hope he’s happy to see me.”