Chapter 2 — The Spying Lies
Friday Afternoon — Albany, NY —Chastayne, Crestmore and Johnson Law Office — JT’s Office
Yes, it’s almost that time! I’m so thankful that this day is almost over. After deal with three cases, four motions and a mediation session, I’m ready to call it a day. I’m past ready to get home so I can relax and try to let the stress of this day flee from my body. I have one more thing to do and then I’m going to sneak out of here and get home so that Alex, the boys and I can start our weekend. I know we haven’t made plans yet, but I’m sure we’ll think of something to do to enjoy our time.
“Excuse me, JT you have a call on line two. The woman says she’s from the school your kids go to,” my secretary informed me as she stood in the doorway, looking at me with a serious expression on her face.
“What? I hope there’s nothing wrong,” I said, picking up the phone and pressing the button to answer the waiting call. “Hello, this is John, may I help you?”
“Hello Mr. Chastayne, this is Deanna Shepherd, how are you this afternoon?” The woman asked as I shook my head, waiting for her to get to the reason of her call.
“I’m fine Mrs. Shepherd, is there something wrong?” I asked. “Is Caleb and Mason okay?”
“Oh no no, there’s nothing wrong Mr. Chastayne, the boys are perfectly fine as can be expected,” the woman replied as I wondered why in the hell she had called, scaring the hell out of me like this, if there’s nothing wrong with either of them. If Caleb and Mason are fine, then what is it that she wants?
“Ah—well, if the boys are fine, why are you calling?” I asked, probably sounding a bit snippy.
“To get to the point, the reason for my call is to set up a meeting to discuss Caleb’s ISP with you and Mr. Donovan. I feel that with his recent improvements, we may be able to make some changes to his goals. So with that being said, when can I schedule you and Mr. Donovan in to discuss this matter?” She asked.
“Ah… Well… I—I think I would need to discuss this with Alex first, so we can see when we’re both available to talk with you,” I said as I flipped through my calendar, trying to find an available day to do this on.
“That’s fine Mr. Chastayne. You two can call me when you are ready to set a date. If possible, I’ll be in my office today until around seven, but I’m here Monday through Friday from nine until five,” she stated as I scribbled that information down on a piece of paper.
“Okay Dr. Shepherd, I’ve made a note of that and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible,” I said as I looked up to see Mother standing in the doorway.
“Thank you for your time Mr. Chastayne, I’ll await your call. Have a nice day,” she said as I hung up the phone.
“Hello Mother, what can I do for you?” I asked, standing up from my chair as she waved her hand dismissively at me as I sat back down.
“I would like to know what’s going on between you and your father,” she replied.
“What do you mean Mother?” I asked, wondering what it was she was referring to, since I didn’t know there was something going on between Dad and I.
“For one, why does he avoid coming up to your office?” She asked.
“Can’t answer that. That’s something you’ll have to ask him about,” I replied as she shook her head.
“No boy, I’m here asking you,” she said as she looked at me with that stern look I didn’t like. “Earlier today, your father and I went to lunch and I suggest that you come too and he had a fit about you going. Did I miss something?”
“I guess I missed it too,” I said as she gave me that look again, showing that she wasn’t amused with my answer. “But it really doesn’t matter, there’s no need for me to spend my time, worrying about the feelings of a man that hates me because I’m gay and married to another man.”
“Don’t be asinine with me boy,” she said with a sigh as she shook her head. “So, that’s what’s going on between you two.”
“I guess so, whatever it is,” I said as she cut her eyes at me as the phone rang.
“Don’t answer that boy,” she said as I looked at her strangely.
“What? Why shouldn’t I answer it?” I asked.
“Because you’re talking to me right now. Whoever that is can leave you a message and you’ll call them back later on when I’m done talking to you,” she said as I moved my hand away from the phone, pissed off that she was wasting valuable time, as always. That’s Mother for you.
“Yes ma’am,” I said as she smiled that smile that I hated so much.
“It probably was that man of yours any damn way,” she said as she shook her head and t hen turned slightly, looking around the room.
“It probably was,” I said as my cell phone rang next.
“I guess it was,” she said as she watched me closely, probably wondering if I was going to answer the phone against her previous demand.
“I think I need to get that,” I said as she looked like she was going to jump over the desk and hit me if I dared answered the ringing cell phone. “I need to get this. I’ve already gotten a phone call from the school. This could be important as well.”
“Fine,” she said as I opened the phone, checked the caller id and then pressed the button to answer the call.
“Hello Alex,” I said, glad to hear his voice, compared to hearing the voice of my Mother, who stood there watching me like a hawk. “What’s up?”
“I just got a message from Dr. Shepherd. Is everything okay?” He questioned.
“I talked with her and she wants to meet with us to talk about Caleb,” I said, relaying parts of the information to him. I surely didn’t want my mother hearing what was actually talked about in regards to one of our children.
“Is everything all right?” He asked. “Is there something bad going on?”
“Not that I know of, but I guess we’ll find out when we talk to her when we can find some time,” I informed him. “She wants to meet with us as soon as possible.”
“Is she available now?” he asked as I looked at the clock, noticing that it was well after five.
“She possibly could be. She stated she would be in her office today until seven. Since I’m still at the office, we might have to wait until another day,” I stated.
“When is she normally available?” He asked.
“Nine to five, Monday through Friday,” I replied. “So maybe it’s another day…”
“I guess so baby,” he said. “So when are you heading here?”
“When I pack things up here,” I replied as Mother looked at me like I was crazy.
“Okay baby, I’ll see you when you get here. Kisses baby,” he said as the phone clicked, signaling that he had hung up the phone.
“So, what was that all about? Is there something wrong with one of the kids?” She asked.
“I—I don’t think that’s any of your business Mother,” I replied as the door burst open as Dad stood there with a mean look on his face. Oh here we go again.
“How dare you talk to your mother that way!” Dad snapped as I shook my head. “You need to apologize to her right now boy!”
“Sorry,” I said as he closed his eyes, took a breath and then said something to himself that I couldn’t quite hear.
“Come on James, let it go,” she said as she walked over to him. “He was talking to his…”
“I know who he was talking to,” he said as I wondered how it was that he knew that information.
“Excuse me, how do you know who I was talking to Dad?” I asked as I stood up from my chair. “Well?”
“That’s none of your concern,” he said as I looked at him strangely, wondering how it was that he always knew what was going on between Alex and myself and others for that matter.
“I don’t fucking believe this!” I snapped, figuring things out. My Dad has my office bugged and has heard all of my conversations, meetings, etcetera… Hell, he probably has people following me around also.
“What can’t you believe boy?” Mother asked as she looked at me strangely, frowned and then looked over at Dad.
“He bugged my damn office! He has been listening to all of my conversations! How could you do that Dad?” I asked.
“You’ve been listening to his conversations James?” She asked as she looked at him like he was crazy.
“He—he left me no damn choice,” he replied as I shook my head and then walked away from my desk.
“Well Dad, since you bugged my office and it seems I can’t have any privacy from you, I guess I’ll let you have this office,” I said as he looked at me like I was crazy. “You can have this job! I quit this bitch!”
“What!” Dad yelled as he grabbed my arm, forcefully snatching me backwards, almost yanking my arm out of the socket.
“I said I quit this bitch!” I said again as I yanked my arm out of his grasp as I looked at Mother and then walked past him out of the room. “Since you want to spy on people, try that with whomever else you hire to take my place. I’m sure they’ll put you in your place real quick when they find out. I’m sure the state bar and the ethics board would love those complaints.”
“Get your ass back in here boy!” Dad screamed as he flailed his arms around as people around in the area watched him like he was losing his damn mind.
“Not going to happen. I’m going home and never coming back here!” I snapped as I got into the elevator, pressed the button to close the doors as I my emotions took over as anger flooded through me as I started crying.
A Few Hours Later — A Shady Part of Town — Tin-Top’s Joint (A Nightclub)
“What’s going on here Jake? What did you call me here for?” Dr. Gregory Sheldon asked as he walked over to the young man that stood over another man’s body. “What happened here?”
“He—he was shot,” the man identified as Jake answered. “I called the boss and he told me to call you to help him.”
“Why in the hell did your boss tell you to call me?” Dr. Sheldon asked.
“I don’t know why man. You’ll have to ask the boss about that one when you see him,” Jake replied as he stepped back.
“So, how did this happen Jake?” Dr. Sheldon asked.
“I don’t know how this happened. When I got here, to open this place up for the night, I found him here like this,” Jake stated as he looked around, trying to avoid eye contact with the man. “This place should’ve been open for business an hour ago. The boss isn’t very happy about this either. He wants this problem fixed right now.”
“You might need to call your boss and tell him to send this person to the hospital,” Dr. Sheldon stated as he shook his head. “I don’t see after just anyone.”
“Well in this case, I think you might want to rethink that choice Dr. Sheldon,” the two men heard as they both turned around to see James Chastayne walk into the club with two other men by his side. “Here’s how it’ll be doc. You help me out here and I’ll make sure your fondest dreams come true. What do you say to that Doc?”
“And you are?” Dr. Sheldon asked as he looked at James as if he were crazy.
“I’m the H.N.I.C. around here,” James replied as he extended his hand to Dr. Sheldon, but Dr. Sheldon refused. “Okay then, I’ll make it quite simple for you then. You work for me and take care of my people here and I’ll make sure you get all the drugs you want.”
“Excuse me,” Dr. Sheldon said as he looked at James strangely.
“I know all about you Dr. Sheldon,” James stated with a sly smile. “I know everything there is to know about you, your job and that little wife of yours.”
“What is it that you think you know?” Dr. Sheldon asked as he stood in front of James.
“For instance, the hospital you work for, the staff there keeps a close eye on you, to make sure that you’re not self-medicating, based on your past with drug use. I also know that you have a thing going on with that colleague of yours, Dr. Ari Campbell, something that little wife of yours knows nothing about,” James stated as he looked at Dr. Sheldon closely. “Your good friend Warren Zane has been covering your ass for a long time and he’s not happy about doing it anymore. So again, you work for me and I’ll give you what you want. I’ll even supply you with all the dick that you want, as long as you do what I want.”
“And what if I say no,” Dr. Sheldon stated as he folded his arms across his chest.
“You say no to me and I’ll make your life more miserable than it already is right now,” James stated as he smiled crookedly. “When I’m done with you, you’ll have no choice but to come back and work for me. Either way, I win.”
“Is that so,” Dr. Sheldon stated as he turned around, ready to walk away as Jake stood in front of him.
“Mr. Chastayne is talking to you,” Jake stated as he pushed Dr. Sheldon backwards a bit.
“I’m done talking,” Dr. Sheldon stated as he moved past Jake and then walked towards the door.
“Put it this way Dr. Sheldon, if you turn me down right now, you’ll be unemployed tomorrow,” James stated as he walked up behind Dr. Sheldon.
“I see,” Dr. Sheldon said as he turned around and then looked James in the face. “Can I at least have some time to think about this arrangement?”
“I’ll give you twenty-four hours to think about it, only after you work on my man there. Once done, then you can think about it,” James stated as he pointed to the man that lay on the floor.
“Fine,” Dr. Sheldon stated as he turned around and then walked back over to the man that lay on the floor. “I’m going to need some help with this.”
“Whatever you need, you tell him and he’ll get it for you,” James stated as he pointed to Jake. “See you next time Doc.”
“Yeah, okay then,” Dr. Sheldon responded as he waved and then shook his head as he looked the guy over.
The Taurus Club — A Private Room
“Hello Mr. Kelly, what am I doing for you tonight?” Hillary asked as she stepped into the room. “Are we going to do the same ole thing that we normally do or are we going to try something a little bit new?”
“Well hello Ms. Chastayne, I didn’t know you were going to be here tonight,” the man spoke with a bright smile. “If I’d known you were going to be here tonight, I would’ve arrived sooner.”
“Is that so,” Hillary said as she sashayed over to the man and then stood in front of him as she played with his belt buckle. “I saw that you were here, waiting for some attention, so I decided to stop in to see if I could be of service to you, instead of allowing one of the other girls to keep you waiting all night long.”
“Oh Ms. Chastayne, I always prefer your services to those of the other girls here,” the man said as he lay back on the bed as Hillary opened his belt, unsnapped the button of his pants and then lowered the zipper.
“I’m glad to hear that Mr. Kelly,” Hillary replied as she stood up and then undid her blouse. “Do you like what you see so far Mr. Kelly?”
“Oh yes ma’am,” the man replied as he leaned up on his elbows, watching Hillary move, enjoying the striptease she put on for him.
“From the way I see things, I guess you are,” Hillary stated as she watched the man, motioning with her head down to his crotch. “It looks like you’re really happy about what I’m doing right now. Is that the case Mr. Kelly?”
“Oh yes Ms. Chastayne, I’m very, very happy,” the man stated as Hillary moved to the center of the room and then moved in a seductive dance. “That’s right brown sugar, do it for me.”
“How do you want me to do it for you daddy?” Hillary asked as she bent over, running her fingers across the hosiery on her legs as she wiggled her ass seductively and then turned around, showing the man her ass.
“Any way you want to do it for Daddy,” the man spoke as he watched Hillary move. “That’s right baby, bend it over for Daddy and shake it.”
“How do you want me to shake it, like this Daddy?” Hillary asked as she turned around, facing away from the man as she shook her ass seductively at the man. “You like that Daddy?”
“Oh yeah, just like that baby… Oh God yes baby, just like that,” the man said as he touched himself. “Take your panties off for me baby… That’s right, take off your panties… Slide them down your legs, slowly baby, slowly.”
“Once I get them off, what do you want me to do?” Hillary asked as she stood straight up and then played with the waistband of her panties as she moved her fingers around the edges.
“Daddy wants you to finger that hot twat… Do it for me baby,” the man demanded as he lay there on the bed, playing with his nipples. “That’s right baby, finger that red hot twat!”
“Does Daddy like it when I do this?” Hillary asked as she stood there in front of the man, moving her fingers around her opening as the man nodded his head as he licked his lips. “What else do you want me to do Daddy?”
“Oh God baby, just keep doing what you’re doing right now… Just like that baby… Keep doing that baby,” the man said as Hillary inserted her fingers inside herself, thrusting in and out quickly. “Oh shit yeah baby! Just like that! Just like that baby!”
At the Lobby
“Well good evening Mr. Randall, are you here for your usual or is there something else you would like tonight?” The woman behind the reception desk asked as the man stood there, watching her with a smile plastered to his face as she moved away from the desk and then walked over to where he stood.
“The usual would be fine,” the man replied as the woman took his hand and then escorted him down the hall to a room.
“In here Mr. Randall,” the woman spoke as she opened the door for him. “Someone will be with you very shortly, make yourself comfortable. Would you like something while you wait?”
“No thank you, I believe I’ll be all right,” the man replied as he moved past the woman into the room as he took off his jacket, opened the closet door and then hung the jacket on a hook in there, closing the door as he turned around.
“Are you sure sir? A glass of wine or…” the woman said as the man held up his hand, stopping her.
“I’m good for the time being, but thank you for the offer,” the man replied as he turned to the woman. “If I require anything, I know how to ask for it.”
“Yes sir Mr. Randall,” the woman spoke as she nodded her head, turned around and then stopped at the door as she looked back at him. “Have a good evening sir.”
“You too,” the man responded as the woman smiled, walked out of the room and then closed the door behind her. “I wonder who I’ll see this time around.”
With a smile on this face, the man sat down on the bed and then looked around the room. Looking at the different paintings that hung on the wall along with the strange designs of the wallpaper, the man shook his head and then cringed a bit inside. After sitting on the bed for what seemed like an eternity, someone knocked on the door. Getting up from the bed, the man walked over to the door and opened it.
“Good evening Mr. Randall,” Hillary spoke as she stood in front of the man. “Are you going to welcome me in or not?”
“Oh yes, I—I’m sorry, please come right in,” the man said with a bright smile as he stepped to the side to allow Hillary to enter the room.
“What a gentleman you are,” Hillary stated as she walked behind the door and pushed it closed as the man turned slowly, watching her movements. “So Mr. Randall, what would you like me to do first?”
“I—I would… Why don’t you tell me what you would want to do first,” the man replied, his voice raising a few octaves.
“How about we start with this,” Hillary stated as she pushed him against the door, caressing his chest with one hand as she used the other hand to grope his ass.
Early Saturday Morning — Albany, NY — The Chastayne-Donovan Home — The Kitchen
“So baby, what are you going to do about your father?” Alex asked as he walked up behind JT, leaned in and then kissed his lips. “The phone has been ringing most of the night. Because you’re ignoring him, doesn’t mean he’s going to stop calling.”
“We can easily change the numbers around here Alex,” JT replied as he took a sip from his coffee cup.
“That would be a temporary fix, but do you really think you could avoid him forever baby?” Alex asked as he reached around JT and grabbed a piece of toast from the saucer in front of him.
“Yes, I could avoid him if I need to baby,” JT replied as he sighed and then took another sip of his coffee. “I—I really can’t trust him anymore. I thought there was some form of decency in him, but it seems I was totally wrong about that. I thought at work, he wouldn’t be so—so controlling and underhanded, but was wrong about that too.”
“So after you figured out that he had your office bugged, you just up and quit? What about the clients that you’re working with?” Alex asked, tuning JT around to look him in the face.
“They’ll have to get new council or they can deal with me directly, without dealing with the firm,” JT stated, shaking his head as the phone started ringing again. “I just can’t believe he would do something like that. I wonder how long he’d been spying on me like that. Looking back at things, it could’ve been months, hell it could’ve been years, being that he’s always been in my—our business.”
“That explains how he always knew what was going on in our lives baby,” Alex said as he shook his head and then looked down with a frown on his face.
“It does, but it still pisses me off to no end, that I didn’t have any privacy in my place of business,” JT stated as he shook his head.
“Well, putting what he did aside, what are you going to do?” Alex asked as he leaned in and kissed JT’s lips. “Are you going to at least talk to your mother? She called an hour ago and left a long, drawn out message about how unhappy she is that this ‘thing’ is going on between the two of you.”
“I’m not going to talk to her either; she’s just as bad as him. At least she doesn’t have to bug my office, she just picks up the phone to listen in on the conversations,” JT stated as he shook his head and then took another sip of his coffee as another phone in the house could be heard ringing.
“Baby, you make it sound like…” Alex said as JT held up his hand, stopping him.
“I’m not making it sound like anything honey,” JT stated as he shook his head. “It’s not wonder they’ve been together so long, they’re perfect for each other, regardless if they sleep in different parts of the house. They make the perfect ‘I-Spy’ team.”
“So what are you going to do for work then? Are you going to find a job elsewhere or what?” Alex asked as he rubbed JT’s shoulders.
“I guess I’ll be a stay at home dad for a bit. Besides, don’t you think Caleb and Mason can use some family time here, instead of being at the center so much?” JT asked as he reached up and caressed Alex’s cheek.
“I guess so baby,” Alex replied as they both heard footsteps above them. “I guess the little ones are awake now.”
“I guess we better get breakfast going. Who’s cooking?” JT asked as he turned around and then walked over to the refrigerator.
“We both are baby,” Alex replied as he walked over to the pantry and then grabbed a few things out of it. “You do the bacon and eggs and I’ll handle the pancakes.”
“How sweet,” JT replied as the doorbell sounded. “Who could that be at this time of morning? Are you expecting someone?”
“No baby,” Alex replied as Caleb rushed down the stairs and straight towards the front door.
“I got it Daddy,” Caleb said, laughing as Alex rushed out of the room.
“Caleb, stop!” Alex yelled as Caleb opened the door and then moved back quickly. “What are you doing here?”
“I—I came to talk to my brother,” Dylan Chastayne replied as he stood at the door. “Can—can I come in?”
“JT,” Alex said as he turned around as JT poked his head from the kitchen. “It’s for you.”
“Fine,” JT responded as he moved back into the kitchen as Dylan walked into the house. “So, what do you want Dylan? Did Dad send you, of all people, here to talk to me about what happened yesterday?”
“Huh? Did something happen?” Dylan asked as he looked at JT strangely.
“You could say that,” JT replied as he shook his head and then threw up his hand.
To Be Continued…
 ISP = Individual Service Plan
 H.N.I.C. = Head Nigga in Charge aka the Boss Man.