Chapter 7

The limo pulled up at a country club. The door opened. Rebecca looked out the door and saw Larry coming towards her. She slowly started to get out. Larry came over and put his hand down. Rebecca took it and got out.

"You look amazing," Larry said.

"Thanks to Shelly. You need to give her a raise."

"I will certainly do that."

"I am so nervous Larry."

"I am right here next to you." Larry said then hooked her arm with his. They started walking towards the doors. "Just relax and be yourself."

"That might be easy if I really knew who I was. I still don't know much."

"Sorry, wrong choice of words. We will figure this out."

"I know," Rebecca said.

They walked into the country club. Rebecca held tighter to Larry's arm as they walked. Larry introduced her to different people. They stopped and chatted to a few of them. Larry led her to the bar and got them a couple of drinks. They stood off to the side drinking when a man approached.

"Lawrence, who is the beautiful woman?"

"Dad, this is Rebecca Chandler. Rebecca, this is my father, Reginald Newman."

"Hello, Mr. Newman."

"Hello. I'm glad you could come on short notice. Where did you meet my son? I don't remember him mentioning you before."

"We met at the diner."

"Dad, please don't start," Larry said. "She's the one that was in the hospital that I mentioned."

"I hope you are feeling better."

"I am, thank you."

"Come on, Rebecca. I want to introduce you to the chief of police." Larry said as he ushered Rebecca away. They walked over to another man and woman. "Rebecca, I want you meet Chief Rueben."

"Hello. How are you doing? You look a lot better than the first time I saw you."

"Hello, I'm doing much better thank you."

"I hear Brian is making progress."

"Yes. Thanks for all the help."

"You're welcome. Brian was one of the best detectives I had. I'm so glad you were able to offer him that job."

"It was my pleasure."

"Let me know if you need anything else."

"I will," Larry said. "Excuse us, Chief. I see the mayor."

"Of course. Enjoy the party."

Larry walked Rebecca away. "Are you all right? You looked like you were getting nervous talking to the chief."

"I just got a feeling that I didn't like law enforcement."

"Some are bad, but he's a good one. I trust him."

"I don't think it was him personally."

"All right. Are you up to meeting the mayor?"

"Sure." Rebecca said as she squeezed his arm a little.

Larry introduced her to the mayor and his wife. They talked for a few minutes before dinner was being served. They walked to the dining room and sat down at a table with Reginald and a few other people. Rebecca reached next to her and put her hand on Larry's thigh. Larry put his hand on top of hers.

"So, Rebecca what do you do for a living?" Reginald asked "Dad, please. This isn't the place." Larry said as he squeezed Rebecca's hand. "So, Matt how the firm going?"

"It's great. We just won a major case."

"That is good news. Congratulations."

Rebecca leaned over and whispered in Larry's ear. Larry pointed her in the right direction. She excused herself and walk off.

"Dad, please don't give her the third degree. She's had a rough couple of weeks," Larry said. "She doesn't know who she is let alone what she does for a living."

"What happened to her?" Matt asked.

"She had an accident and ended up in a coma. When she finally woke up, she had amnesia. She's getting it back little by little."

"And you're helping her?"

"As much I can. I only met her briefly before her accident. I don't know much about her. Brian helping to find out who she is. He's actually checking out a lead right now."

"It's good that she has you to help her through all this." Matt said.

"If she doesn't remember anything, how did she know you?" Reginald asked.

"When she was found she didn't have any identification on her. The only thing the hospital found was my business card that I had given her that morning at the diner."

"Does the chief know about this?"

"Yes. The case is open as an attempted murder."

"I hope anything works out."

Larry's phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket and looked at it. "Thanks. Excuse me. I have to take this." He said then got up. He answered it as he walked out of the dining room. "Hey Brian. How's it going?"

"This apartment is definitely hers. The landlord allowed me access to look around. I took some pictures that I will send you."

"That's good, right?"

"Not really. The place was trashed. It doesn't look like a struggle, but as if someone was looking for something. The landlord said a detective was here over two weeks ago. He either had a key or picked the lock."

"This keeps getting more and more complicated."

"Yes it does. What the plan?"

"See if you can find out who this detective was and if there are any open cases involving her apartment. I'll talk to Rebecca and let her know what we are doing."

"All right."

"Be careful, though. I don't like the look of this."

"I always am, Boss." Brian said then hung up.

Larry put his phone back in his pocket and went into the dining room. He looked at the table and saw that Rebecca hadn't returned yet. He walked over to where the restrooms were and waited outside for a moment before Rebecca came out. "I was starting to worry. Did my father upset you?"

"No. I just needed to freshen up. Did you hear anything?" Rebecca asked.

"Yes, Brian located your apartment and confirmed it is yours. He said someone ransacked it like they were looking for something."

"I want to go see it for myself."

"All right. I will make arrangements. Can we wait until after dinner at least?"

"I guess it would be rude to leave the party."

"Just a little. Besides it will take some time for arrangements to be made."

"All right."

They walked into the dining room and to the table. Larry pulled out her chair for her and she sat down. He sat down next to her.

"It looks like you got some good news?" Reginald noted.

"Yes Dad. Brian found out where Rebecca lives. I won't be around for at least the weekend, but if you need me, call me."

"All right. I hope everything turns out for the best."

"Thanks," Larry said. He pulled his phone out and texted on it. He put the phone back in his pocket.

"Lawrence told us that you had an accident and that you don't remember much of your past. I apologize if I upset you."

"You didn't upset me, Mr. Newman. I would have answered the question if I knew it."

Dinner was served and they ate quietly. Larry received a text that the arrangements have been made. He showed Rebecca the text.

"When are we leaving?" Rebecca asked.

"We will leave after dessert. We won't be able to get into your apartment until morning when the landlord gets there. We will stay at a hotel tonight. Brian took some pictures and he emailed them to me," Larry said. "We can look at them on the plane."

"I don't know if I have been flying before."

"Don't worry. I will be right by your side."

"I know you will."

"I am sure Brian will give us an update when we get there," Larry said. "No matter how long this takes, I'm going to be with you through this."

"Thank you," Rebecca said.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?"

"Yes, but you can tell me again."

"You are the most beautiful woman here." Larry said as he leaned closer. "I've noticed men looking at you."

"Really? I've noticed women looking at you too. There was also talk in the restroom."

"Really? What was said?"

"I don't think I should tell you. Let's just say I don't believe all of what they said."

Larry reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone. He looked at it. "Brian is meeting us at the hotel. He has more information."

"Can we skip dessert?"

"Yes. I will tell the hosts that we have to leave."

"Thank you."

Larry made the proper excuses at the table as they got up to leave. He took her hand and led her through the people to the hosts of the party. He made an excuse to leave and apologized. He led Rebecca to the front door. They went out the door and security called for their car. Larry pulled out his phone and texted on it. He put it back in his pocket.

"You text everything, don't you?"

"It's quicker to get everything said."

"I guess."

"And it doesn't give anyone time to talk back to me."

"Did Brian say what he found out?"

"No. He just said he would meet us at the hotel with information. You are making your mind work too hard again," Larry said. He pulled her closer and kissed her. Larry held her close and slowly deepened the kiss. They kissed for a few moments before the limo pulled up. They separated and walked to the limo. The driver opened the door and they got in. Larry put his arm around her and pulled her close. "I have been wanting to kiss you since we got interrupted this morning."

"Really? So have I," Rebecca said. "So, Brian didn't say if I had anyone in my life?"

"No, he didn't say," Larry said. "He didn't tell me what information he had. He did say that your landlord said that there was a detective at your place a couple weeks ago. He was going to check out why."

"Maybe someone filed a missing person's report and he was checking it out."

"It's possible," Larry said.

"Are we going back to your hotel to pack some clothes?"

"No. It's been taken care of. Our bags are already on the plane."

"Oh," Rebecca said. "I'm used to doing things for myself. I think it's a part of me that is coming through my haze."

"I can understand that. It took me a while to get use to a secretary at work when I got my own office. Now I have a lot of people that do things for me, but they get compensated for it. I've been told that I am a very good boss."

"Shelly seems very happy with what she does."

"When I met her, she just got out of nasty relationship. I gave her a job and a place to stay and she has excelled in her skills."

"So you sort of rescued her?"

"In a way, I guess. I give a lot of people jobs that need second chances."

"I guess like you are doing with me. You have a good heart Larry Newman." Rebecca said as she looked up at him. Their lips met and they kissed softly and briefly. "Or should I call you Lawrence?" Rebecca chuckled.

"That's what my father and those people call me. I'd rather be called Larry, if you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all." Rebecca said then kissed him again.

"Good." Larry said then kissed her again. His phone buzzed in the pocket. He reached inside his pocket and pulled it out. He looked out it. "It's my father." He said then answered it. "Yes, Dad?" He said annoyed. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I have everything handled and I will be back to handle any last-minute details," Larry said. "This is my life. I am taking a weekend off. I'll let you know when I'm on my way back. Bye." Larry said then hung up. He put his phone back in his pocket.

"He seems very demanding."

"Yes he is. He drives me crazy sometimes," Larry said. "He's the president of the company, but he hasn't done much in the last ten years."

"Then why don't you take over the company?"

"I like my freedom. He gets all the headaches. And causes a lot too. But I like being in the field. I get to travel and see what we are doing."

"It sounds like you are happy except having to deal with him."