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    Melancholy Malice: Malice, #14
    Melancholy Malice: Malice, #14
    Melancholy Malice: Malice, #14
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    Melancholy Malice: Malice, #14

    By K'Anne Meinel

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    Left alone to deal with the enormity of the estate that was willed to her, Kathy must go on alone.  Can she deal with the children, the finances, the legitimate and not so legitimate business dealings? The many surprises in store for her, some welcome and some not so welcome, begin to change Kathy.

    Meeting the “other” women in Alice’s life, as well as many people she didn’t know were in her past, may prove to be too much for Kathy.  Will she rise up to the occasion or fail horribly?  Perhaps Alice saw more in Kathy than she herself knew was there?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherShadoe Publishing
    Release dateJan 22, 2018
    ISBN9781497353268
    Melancholy Malice: Malice, #14
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    K'Anne Meinel

    K’Anne Meinel è una narratrice prolifica, autrice di best seller e vincitrice di premi. Al suo attivo ha più di un centinaio di libri pubblicati che spaziano dai racconti ai romanzi brevi e di lungo respiro. La scrittrice statunitense K’Anne è nata a Milwaukee in Wisonsin ed è cresciuta nei pressi di Oconomowoc. Diplomatasi in anticipo, ha frequentato un'università privata di Milwaukee e poi si è trasferita in California. Molti dei racconti di K’Anne sono stati elogiati per la loro autenticità, le ambientazioni dettagliate in modo esemplare e per le trame avvincenti. È stata paragonata a Danielle Steel e continua a scrivere storie affascinanti in svariati generi letterari. Per saperne di più visita il sito: www.kannemeinel.com. Continua a seguirla… non si sa mai cosa K’Anne potrebbe inventarsi!

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      Melancholy Malice - K'Anne Meinel

      Table of Contents

      MELANCHOLY MALICE

      ~ MELANCHOLY MALICE ~ | BOOK 14

      PIRATED LOVE

      CHAPTER ONE

      TO BE CONTINUED...

      MELANCHOLY MALICE

      A Novella by K’Anne Meinel

      E-Book Edition

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      K’Anne Meinel on E-Book

      2nd Edition Copyright © K’Anne Meinel January 2018

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      MELANCHOLY MALICE

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      This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.  This eBook may not be resold or given away to other people.  If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with.  If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return and purchase your own copy.  Thank you for respecting the author’s work.

      K’Anne Meinel is available for comments at KAnneMeinel@aim.com as well as on Facebook, her blog @ http://kannemeinel.wordpress.com/ or on Twitter @ kannemeinelaim.com, or on her website @ www.kannemeinel.com if you would like to follow her to find out about stories and book’s releases or check with

      www.ShadoePublishing.com or http://ShadoePublishing.wordpress.com/.

      ~ MELANCHOLY MALICE ~

      BOOK 14

      SASHA BRENHOV, RUSSIAN BILLIONAIRE, DIES OFF LONG ISLAND screamed the headlines in the morning paper, and then, in smaller print, they mentioned that ALCIE WEAVER, spelling her name wrong.  She had been listed among the many dead on the horrific yachting accident, along with a host of other prominent socialites.  It was still under investigation, but many thought too many partiers and someone had caused the explosion that had so many dead in the waters around that exclusive area of Long Island.  For days body parts had been washing up on the sands of the private beaches, and the wealthy of the area were not happy with that, as their children, their servants, and their pets made gruesome discoveries, all of which must be reported to the police.  Because of Sasha’s importance, more than the police were called in, but as of yet, her body was not among the identified dead.  It was thought that she and her companion Alice Weaver had sunk beneath the waves of Long Island Sound, along with many other missing guests.

      ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

      Mrs. Weaver? the police officer spoke into the speaker box at the end of the driveway in Palos Verdes.

      Yes? Kathy answered, looking at the camera and wondering at the police car.  She was praying it wasn’t something regarding her daughter Kit.  She was sick to death of having that child in and out of trouble these days and couldn’t wait for Alice to take the child for the holidays.  Sure, she had protested every bit of Alice’s plans to have the children come for a visit, but she was fed up with the teen and her constant defiance.  Her mouth got her in more trouble, but it was her skipping school and other actions that were driving the parent crazy.  She had increased her defiant attitude since Alice had left all those months ago.  Kathy sighed, waiting for the police officer to tell her why he was here.

      May I come in, ma’am?  I need to speak to you face to face, he said into the speaker, looking up into the camera he knew was trained on him. 

      She couldn’t see his eyes through the lenses that all cops seemed to wear, but she pushed the button that would open the gates to their estate rather than answer.

      The cop admired the beautiful house among the large park that surrounded it.  It was kept up well and on the exclusive Palos Verdes peninsula outside of Los Angeles along the coast of Southern California.  The grounds were manicured, and he could see gardeners hard at work.  He could only speculate at the price of this chunk of land, but he knew it had to have been tens of millions of dollars.  He whistled when the full house came into view on the little artificial hill.  A huge garage with the house above it was where he parked the police car and a large walkway curving around, which he walked up with his partner.  Let me do the talking, he told the rookie who nodded as she looked around in awe at the enormous wealth this represented.  As they walked up, they could see a pool to the side of the house and further park-like lawns around the estate, which led right up to the fenced off cliff paths that anyone could walk on in this exclusive area.

      Kathy met them at the door but did not invite them in.  She was dressed for going out, as she had been volunteering at the smaller children’s school.  What can I do for you officers? she asked kindly, but then not seeming to be able to help herself, she quickly asked, What has she done now?

      Who? the officer asked, confused and glanced around, as if to see whom the woman was talking about.

      Is this about my daughter Kit? Kathy asked, confused.  She was running behind and was on a schedule.  She glanced at her watch, a Cartier, and obviously very expensive with the diamonds surrounding the bezel.

      Um, no ma’am, it isn’t, the cop responded wondering.  Remembering why he was here, he asked, Are you Mrs. Weaver?  He checked his note pad that was in his hand.  Mrs. Kathy Weaver?

      What is this about? Kathy asked as he verified who she was, and she nodded.  I’m Kathy Weaver.

      Are you married to Alice Weaver? he asked, hating that he had to verify this before telling her more.

      Yes? she sounded puzzled, wondering what this was all about if not Kit.  Then she had the horrible thought that Alice had killed someone in New York and been caught.  She froze inside as she carefully schooled her expression for the anticipated declaration or probing questions.  She had always known that this day would come; she had warned Alice about it.  In fact, she remembered one of the last conversations she had with Alice where she had said, I can’t live with this anymore, one of these times, someone is gonna get lucky and implicate you or hurt you so bad that you can’t come home to me, to us.  Either someone will kill you or the state will!  She waited now for the blow to come.  Which was it going to be?  She had thought about this many times, and she couldn’t stand by Alice if she was going to get the electric chair or a lethal dose of drugs.  She had killed many people.  Kathy didn’t even know how many.  All she knew was that her wife had been a serial killer, and she had enabled her, supported her, for her own gains.  Kathy had needed Alice’s expertise to exorcise her own demons when they proved too much for her own psyche.

      I’m sorry ma’am, I regret to inform you... he began.

      Kathy’s head began to buzz in anticipation of his next words.

      There was an explosion off of Long Island... he continued.

      She was confused; this was not what she was expecting to hear.  She tried listening harder as he continued.

      Apparently a yacht your... he hesitated over the unfamiliar word when addressing a woman, wife was on exploded.  She is listed among the dead, he finished and watched for her reaction.

      Kathy blinked for a moment.  She was waiting to hear more, and he didn’t continue.  She waited.

      He waited.

      The rookie waited as she looked beyond Kathy into the expensive home behind her.  She admired the elegant silk shirt the brunette woman was wearing, obvious quality in the material of her camel colored pants and matching shoes.  Her hair was long with red streaks in it but was held back by what looked like diamond clips.

      Kathy tilted her head as though she hadn’t heard right.  Are you sure my wife was on the yacht? she finally asked as his words penetrated.

      There was a list provided by the employees of a one Ms. Sasha Brenhov who is also missing, he informed her as he checked his notepad again for the name.

      Kathy knew of that name; it had been in the papers along with pictures of Alice, identifying them both at society parties on the Internet.  She had been spying on Alice from afar.  She realized that this Sasha could well have been her new girlfriend.  She felt a surge of jealousy.  She suddenly realized they were talking of Alice’s death though, and it hit her.  The color drained from her face, and the officer caught her as she suddenly staggered.

      Whoops, got you there, he said as he grabbed her arms.  He walked her backwards into the house, through a well-appointed foyer, and looking to the right saw an immense living room, where he sat her down on a couch.  Here, sit, he told her as he sat down beside her to keep her from falling to the floor.  He watched closely to see if she would faint; her color was completely gone from her face.

      What is going on in here? Mrs. Fernandez the housekeeper came into the living room to see

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