Free Where the Sun Sets by Ann Marie Page B

always kept the house
well stocked of food and beverage. The laundry was always clean and
replaced as needed.
    Anthony only needed to purchase what she
wore. Josephine never inquired as to how Anthony paid for anything.
Anthony had been selling stories and articles for most of her life
to various magazines. She had a nice size savings before she ever
left school. She wondered if Anthony felt obligated to do her
bidding because she was living free of charge. It was Josephine who
had begged for her to stay. Anthony never wanted to live in any of
Josephine’s homes. She had offered to stay in a hotel. She claimed
it wasn’t the type of living suited to a missionary’s life.
Josephine remembered how angry she had become at this offer,
thinking of how this would make her look. She had made Anthony feel
so guilty, she had no choice but to move in with her. Josephine sat
at her kitchen table and felt absolutely disgusted with
herself.
    Billy entered the kitchen. “Will you be
needing a ride to the hospital?”
    “No, I think I will drive myself over this
morning, thanks anyway.”
    Billy looked as though he might want to
object, but thought better of it. He grabbed himself a cup of
coffee
    “Why don’t you get some rest?” Josephine
offered. Billy looked up startled. “I am sure the local P.D. can
handle whatever might come up today. And you were up late last
night. Not any good to me if you’re tired. Besides, I doubt anyone
will be back. It was probably just some crazed fan, probably got
scared off from all the attention.” Billy nodded his head in
response as he lifted his cup and headed down the hall to his room.
Both Billy and Chloe lived on location with Josephine all year. It
was one of the job duties.
    Next Josephine dialed up the hospital. She
spoke with the answering service and was put through to the Chief
of Staff. “Morning, Ms. Ferrero, Doctor Luke here, what can I do
for you this morning?”
    “Dr. Luke? You’re the Chief of Staff?”
    “Small hospital, lot of duty.”
    “You must be exhausted.”
    “Ms. Dal Santo has given me a shot of
adrenaline this morning, or so it seems. She pulled through her
surgery and recovery with amazing strength. She was awake this
morning for a bit. She asked for you, wanted to know if you were
OK, didn’t ask about the baby or herself, just you. I assured her
you were just fine and I told her we had to throw you out last
night so you could get some rest. You did get some rest, didn’t
you?”
    The baby, why did he have to bring up the
baby? “Yes, I did sleep some. And now? Is she awake now?”
    “She is off and on; she will probably sleep
real well today. But she is up for minutes at a time. I am certain
that if you were present for thirty minutes today, she will be up
for fifteen of them.”
    “And security, how are you set up for
security?”
    “Are you asking this for yourself or for Ms.
Dal Santo? Because I am sure you are aware, we have security on
duty twenty-four/seven here, walking the grounds and parking area.
If you are concerned, you can just call in to the desk and let them
know you are arriving. We can have someone go out to your car and
meet you if you’d like.”
    “Thank you, I meant it for Anthony
though.”
    “We were under the impression you were the
target. I don’t see how Ms. Dal Santo would be at risk here.”
    “Right, you’re right, I just, I’ll do that. I
will call when I pull into the lot. Thank-you.”
    “No problem, Ms. Ferrero, only to glad to
help. Ask for Jake, when you call. I will leave word with him to
take care of you.” Again Josephine clicked off the phone.
    Josephine climbed the stairs to her room
where she grabbed the suit coat and removed the video tape from the
VCR. She went back down to the first floor. There was a large room
on the first floor for entertaining. It boasts of a wide screen TV
and a major league entertainment center. The walls on either side
of the room were enclosed by several French style doors,