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his ogling wasn't too obvious. He started to turn away, back to the kitchen, and then causally asked, "Are you still on probation?"
     
    "No," she said, and then something flickered in her eyes, which told him that she didn't want to tell him about that—at least not right now. "Why do you ask?" she added cautiously.
     
    "Just trying to see where the legal lines are drawn. If you aren't on probation then we can ship you to California if we choose, and you won't have to worry about a backlash, right?"
     
    "True," she nodded, and seemed to relax a little. Then she went into her room and closed the door.
     
    So, if she's not on probation, then what hold does Tomas have on her?
     
    The answer appeared to be none, from the story she gave him.
     
    More holes.
     
    He set that thought aside and went into the kitchen. After pouring two cups of coffee and doctoring Chelsea's for her, he found his cell phone and waited for Chelsea to come out of her room. It didn't take long. As she approached the table he speed-dialed Larry Turner, the club's attorney, and one of his partners at the Log Cabin.
     
    "Hey Larry, I didn't wake you did I?"
     
    "No, no, I've been up for two hours already, what's up?"
     
    "Good," Elias said. "This is business so start your clock."
     
    "Alright, shoot."
     

 
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
    Elias briefly went through what he had been told by Chelsea, who was now giving him her full attention. He added what he learned this morning about her probation.
     
    "Was it a felony?" Larry asked. "And if so, does she have her 5th waver rights back?"
     
    Elias relayed the question, and told her who Larry was.
     
    "Um, well, yes, and yes," she answered, lifting an eyebrow.
     
    "Patience," he smiled at her, and then relayed the information to Larry.
     
    "Well, that is bad and good, more good than bad though."
     
    "What do you recommend on the legal end Larry?"
     
    "Well, first we'll get a restraining order, citing physical and mental abuse with the threat of continuing violence now that she has left him. Then we'll file a lawsuit against him for the same," Larry told him.
     
    "Lawsuit?"
     
    "Probably nothing will come of it, but police are gossips. Having two process servers show up in the course of a couple of days will draw a lot of attention, and he'll have to cover his ass with the department."
     
    "I see. She has a car, a Mustang with vanity plates. He'll probably find that today or tomorrow, and my gut tells me he'll impound it once he does. Since he has no legal reason for doing that, shouldn't we hold off on the lawsuit until he does, or at least on the outside, until next week? Wouldn't that give you some tangible cause for both the restraining order, and the suit?"
     
    "I like it," Larry agreed. "Very much, in fact. I'll leave it to you to let me know when that happens."
     
    "Got it. I'll get some guys to work shifts checking on the car and hire some spotters."
     
    "Again, I leave that to your capable hands."
     
    "I'll also draw up the papers and come down to your office later today to have them notarized."
     
    "Bodyguard?"
     
    "Right."
     
    "I'll do the same with my services. That should cover her as far as the legal ends of things, and give you the right to shoot him if he shows up. Good. Now, what about places to list in the restraining order? Stay-away places."
     
    "Hmm," Elias murmured. "Well, take down this address—it's a rental I have that is vacant. I'm planning on flipping it over in the next couple of months. That will be a good red-herring. The Log Cabin as well." Elias gave him the addresses.
     
    "Let's add Doc's office as well, and Duffy's shop. I'll put Duffy's down as a place of employment, and the Log Cabin as the same," Larry said.
     
    "Both?"
     
    "She's an enterprising young woman, she has two jobs. Both are red-herrings of course, but they are good ones."
     
    "I like it. Anything else?" Elias asked.
     
    "I'm sure I'll think of something, but you'll be here this