Between HeVan and Hell

by Lucy Kelly

  Jalen immediately reached up and fondled her breasts.

  “More, harder, faster,” she gasped out.

  So Jalen moved his hands down to her waist, and looking at Jett, he held her still, grinding himself into her with small movements of his hips while Jett made longer and stronger strokes from behind. They kept that up, increasing the pace until they were about to explode. Each of the men then stopped and let their first orgasms flow over them without ejaculating.

  Jett then returned Grace to Jalen’s chest and grasping each other’s arms, they rolled over to the side. Jalen pulled out, and Jett continued to roll until he was on his back with Grace spread out over him.

  Jalen stepped forward, taking a second to admire the sight before him. He was stepping forward when Grace looked up and said, “Please, I’m so close.”

  He bent over her, grasping her hips in his large hands and entered her in a quick hard thrust. Jett was holding her still with his hands on her breasts, squeezing them and Jalen pounded in, moving his hips and watching her expression until he’d found the right spot. Then he began thrusting in earnest, each movement also moving her up and down on Jett’s cock.

  After about another minute, Jalen reached down and pinched her clitoris, sending her off on the strongest orgasm yet. Her spasms pushed them over the edge and this time they both shouted out their own release as they sent their seed deeply into her.

  As he pulled out, he saw that she was asleep, so he helped Jett pick her up and wrapped her in the sheet.

  She woke up and found herself cuddled up next to Jett, the sheet wrapped around her. She could hear the shower running.

  “Sorry, that last one was so strong. I didn’t mean to phase out like that,” she said.

  “Anu Shi, you’ve been asleep for over an hour,” said Jett.

  “What? An hour! We’ve got to get going. And what did you call me?” asked Grace.

  “It means heavenly soul. It is because yours is the heavenly soul that is a match to our earthbound one.”

  “Why do you use words like earthbound, when this is Earth and your planet is named HeVan?”

  “Because the Nephilim who came here were all male, they had to make a life for themselves, so this was the Earth. And our home world is balanced and ruled by the female and so it is HeVan,” he said.

  “So many people here might be angry if they heard you speak. You were here before the time of the Bible. You could make a lot of people second-guess their religions.”

  “From the memory savers that were recovered, and the discoveries Addie has made over the years, it seems that our people tried very hard not to influence the natural beliefs of this world. They didn’t agree with the sacrifice and often the consumption of the flesh of virgins, which most of the religions on this planet had practiced for thousands of years.”

  “Ugh! Seriously, that’s a good way to kill the post-coital mood.”

  “You asked. Anyway, we, as a people, also believe in one God, or in our case, a Goddess, Mother of All. And it’s not surprising that a few of our words and cultural habits stuck around. They’re only words, after all; deeds are what count.”

  At that point, the door to the bathroom opened and Jalen stepped into the room.

  “We need to get ready if we’re going to have time for dinner before we head over to Hell.”

  “I think in the future we’ll have to put off massages until we have more time to recover after. I’m worn out,” said Grace.

  Jett got up from the bed. He turned to help her up and said, “That’s why we gave you the shorter version of the Kuan Haddis. Justyn isn’t here yet and we knew this work assignment was important to you.”

  “You mean there’s more? I honestly don’t think I could take it,” she said, looking at them both.

  “We’ll build you up to it slowly,” said Jalen, as he dropped his towel.

  “Well, then, you have to show me how to do the kaluka thing,” she said, walking after Jett into the bathroom.

  “Kalu Ki,” Jalen heard Jett say just before the door closed.

  Chicago was experiencing a hot summer, so he put on lightweight black pants over a black tank. Then he added an ice blue silk shirt the exact color of his eyes.

  Forty minutes later, they were sitting around the dinette table having a delicious meal of Chicken Tikka Masala that had been delivered from Grace’s favorite Indian restaurant. Grace’s phone rang; she let the answering machine pick it up until she heard the Captain’s voice. Then she got up and answered.

  “Hello? Good evening, Captain Udaka.”

  “Grace, I need your report. Ms. Anderson filled me in on the Interpol agents. Do you think they’re up for this?” asked the Captain.

  “These two, they’re up for anything,” she said with a grin. “Actually, they have a sophisticated listening device that isn’t detectable by current scanners. They’re going to help me plant them tonight. The signal is strong enough to be picked up a mile away so we won’t have to keep close surveillance anymore.”

  “What do you mean?” he asked.

  “I’m sorry, Sir, I can’t go into it in detail. The technology is proprietary and I don’t understand how it works, anyway. We’ll go in, plant the bugs and then Jett will meet you at the secondary location while Jalen and I draw off any followers. We’ll make sure Jett isn’t tailed.”

  “Alright, I’ll give you three hours. It’ll be close to midnight then and Kadyrov usually leaves the running of the place to his grandson sometime right after, anyway.”

  “Actually Sir, I didn’t get a chance to report fully last night. Kadirov insisted I bring my boyfriend in to see him. We have a plan to capitalize on that.”

  “Why do you think Mr. Kadyrov is interested in your boyfriend?” he asked.

  “I’m not sure why except it may have something to do with the fact that he isn’t Detective Anthony, if you see what I mean,” answered Grace.

  “Yes, that makes sense, be careful out there. We’ll need to arrange a meeting tomorrow to go over our plans going forward. Too much has changed.”

  “Yes, Sir, it may be possible to arrange a meeting here. You can discuss that with Jett tonight,” she said.

  “Hmm, that might work; good idea, Perez. And good luck tonight.”

  “Thank you, Sir. Goodbye, Sir.”

  She hung up the phone and turned to the guys. “Becky got you guys in with my boss by telling him you work with Interpol. And that reminds me, I have a flash drive with all of Interpol’s information on the Kadyrovs that she passed to me to give to you. Well, don’t you think it’s time you showed me how these super, spy gadgets work?”

  “It has to wait until after dinner. We don’t want one accidentally falling into the food,” said Jett, and they all laughed.

  As they finished eating, she kept looking over at them. She loved the shirt Jalen was wearing that matched his eyes. Jett had also dressed in summer casual clothing with dark slacks and brown tank with a black silk shirt over it.

  They were getting ready to go and Jett pulled out the nano-patches he’d modified for this assignment.

  “Okay, we’re going to put these on your hands. I’ve treated them so they’ll adhere without connecting with your body. You’ll need to touch them as close to their heads as you can. Though it should work, even if all you do is touch their hands. We’ll have to be careful around each other not to hold hands or touch until the transfers have been made. The more patches we can put on them, the better off we’ll be.”

  “The nanos will work their way to the speech, vision, and hearing centers of the brain. We could have connected to memory, too, but felt that would tip our hand and someone from your government would come looking for us. When the host is sleeping, the nanos will wait for the signal to transmit the data that’s been stored. We’ll know everything they’ve seen, heard, and said, as if the guy were wearing a camera on his forehead. The only side-effect is that he’ll be waking up with a headache most days.”

  “They
’ll transmit anywhere from five to eight days and then they would need to be replaced with new nanos.”

  “Five to eight days is a big range. How come?” asked Grace.

  “It depends on the individual’s body chemistry,” said Jett.

  “We’ll have to be careful about the data we download. It will have to be sorted through and stuff that’s unrelated to criminal activities will need to be deleted from the record. We can’t go to court with hours and hours of stuff like them watching TV or brushing their teeth and taking showers. But everything else is admissible,” she said.

  Chapter Six

  The minute Suzanna had arrived with her mother Carol; Addie invited Carol to meet the dogs. Dogs loved everyone unconditionally and Addie knew it would help put Carol at ease. The guys went to unload Suzanna and Carol’s things from the van.

  While Heidi and Carol played with the dogs, Addie took Suzanna aside and told her what happened to Gilda and her granddaughter, Marta, in greater detail. And then went on to explain what she needed Suzanna to do next.

  “Addie, of course I’ll go. I just don’t know how my mother will be with me gone. This is yet another new place, and I’m the only face she recognizes,” said Suzanna.

  “Let’s go tell her you have an errand to help some friends of mine and see how she reacts,” said Addie.

  They walked over to where Carol was laughing at the antics of the dogs. Suzanna approached her. “Mom, I have to drive back into the City as a favor to Addie and pick up two other ladies. Will you be okay here with Addie and Heidi and the dogs?”

  Carol Miller’s face fell. “You’re going to leave me here with strangers? No! No! No! I want to go with you. I’ll go with you; just let me visit the powder room, and I’ll be set. Don’t you leave without me,” she said. Then Heidi offered to show her where the bathroom was.

  Suzanna turned to Addie and shrugged her shoulders in an ‘oh, well, what could I do’ way and said, “I guess she’s coming along.”

  Addie was concerned about them entering into a dangerous situation, so she asked Arjun to give Suzanna one of his stun sticks and show her how to use it. She could still remember Jalen using one on her.

  Suzanna then decided the van was better than her car for their purpose, but she went ahead and switched the license plates. If she got pulled over for having the wrong type of plates, she had her special ID to deal with that. Rune then decided to tag along as extra support and offered to drive; it would expand his knowledge of the roads.

  They were on the road again within twenty minutes of arriving at Addie’s. Suzanna turned to Rune and said, “I just realized. My car is lo-jacked; in other words, it can be tracked by GPS. If my supervisor wants to know what I’m up to, they may check out my car.”

  “I understand. But aren’t you on leave?” he asked.

  “Yes, so I’m not worried. But to be safe, we should move the car to the retirement home or an apartment complex,” said Suzanna.

  “That might be best. However, Addie had the idea of making it look like the men Grace is after were the originators of our Earth to ship and ship to Earth transmissions. So when Justyn is ready to go to the City tonight, perhaps I can borrow it?” he asked. “As if you are following up a lead,” he added.

  “That might work. Hold off on making any transmissions until we get a chance to link into the satellite. If they interrupt another transmission, I will get a phone call. I want them to be able to reach me. Then you can be my legs, so to speak, down here,” she said.

  “Actually, that’s the idea. To make one more transmission exchange originating at the place where Grace is working undercover, so it will be tracked there,” he said.

  “I get it, okay, that will work. Then stop all other messages until we get the satellites fixed. Jett’s giving up a signal booster to install so that you can use a regular satellite phone to reach the ship, or at least the one on the moon. That way there won’t be any future transmissions for Norad to find,” she said.

  They continued towards the City. About every ten minutes, Carol would ask where they were going and why. Suzanna explained to Rune in a low voice that it was part of her disease. So for the rest of the trip, Rune kept up a conversation with Carol about the passing scenery.

  It was late in the afternoon when they pulled the van into the alley behind the jewelry store. Suzanna could see a young girl keeping watch by one doorway, and she stopped near her.

  Rune opened his door and stepped out. “Hello,” he said with a smile, “you must be Marta.”

  Marta looked up into his face. “Wow, another giant. Are you related to those other guys?” she asked as she waved him in the back door.

  “Only distantly. Show me what you want to take, and I’ll load it in the van. There’s plenty of room if you aren’t taking any heavy furniture.”

  While Marta showed him what to put into the van, she explained that the police and crime scene people had just left. They had the place to themselves. She also mentioned that her Grandmother had to go in and sign the complaint report at nine and it wouldn’t be filed until after that. When Suzanna heard that, it gave her an idea. She called Addie and asked for Miranda’s phone number. Then she called Miranda.

  “Hello, Miranda? Hi, this is Suzanna…from dinner the other night?”

  “Oh, hey, Suzanna. It was nice meeting you. Did Addie give you the news?” asked Miranda.

  “What news? Oh, you mean about Jeze and Tyr?” asked Suzanna. “Yeah, she explained. I’m actually really happy about that. Thank you for matching us up. I’m going to be meeting them tonight. Or at least I’ll meet Jeze. I’m going with Heidi and a couple of other women needing emergency safe shelter up to Addie’s place, then we’re taking a longer trip you-know-where tonight.

  “That’s actually why I’m really calling. Those movers you spoke about last night at dinner? Do you think they might be available for another emergency?” asked Suzanna.

  “Gosh, I don’t know. Do you want me to call them or would you like their number?” asked Miranda.

  “They know you so it might be better if you called. If they can’t make it, that’s fine. We’ve got the ladies and their most valuable possessions. However, if they can make it over here in the next hour, there’s two thousand in it for them on top of their regular fees. And, of course, they’d be helping out two women who are about to turn State’s evidence against the Russian Mafia. So if they do decide to show, they should probably bring a rental van or an unmarked one,” said Suzanna.

  “Wow, this situation is heading off in some weird directions. I’ll call them now. What’s the address?” asked Miranda.

  Suzanna rattled off the address and told her to pass on that they should approach from the alley behind the store. When she put away her phone, she stepped back outside and found her mother speaking to the people next door. They’d seen the police cars and were wondering what had happened. An attempted robbery, or so they assumed, in the Diamond District was big news. Luckily, Carol didn’t really know anything, so she couldn’t disclose anything important.

  Several of the shops would be closing soon, she hoped. She didn’t need nosy neighbors seeing the moving van if and when it came. Then Marta pushed her grandmother’s wheelchair into the alley.

  Gilda looked over at them. “Carol, is that you dear?” asked Gilda.

  Carol turned around. “Gilda! Why are you in a wheelchair? Look at your face! What happened to you? You never come by to see me anymore,” said Carol.

  “Don’t you remember? You moved and you were supposed to give me your new phone number and address. I’ve been looking for you off and on for ten years.” Then each of the women began to get weepy as they hugged each other. Rune picked up Gilda and put her in the van. After that, Carol was happy not to wander off because she had her sister back again.

  Suzanna looked over at Marta, who seemed just as surprised as she was. “I don’t remember an Aunt Gilda. And I don’t remember you, either. I guess my mom’s had Alzheimer’s
a lot longer than we thought. It must have gone undiagnosed for years. Well, hello, I’m your cousin Suzanna,” she said, holding out her hand.

  Marta took the proffered hand and shook it. “I’m actually Gilda’s granddaughter. She had my mom when she was twenty and mom got married right out of high school. Gilda’s seventy-four; she’s usually a dynamo, but she’s been having hip problems for a little over a year. After my parents died, she took me in. Instead of going to college, I decided I could learn a whole lot more from her; she’s been teaching me how to make jewelry. Did I hear you calling about movers?”

  “Yeah, she’s an acquaintance of mine. Actually, I only met the woman last night. She has friends that have a small family-owned moving and storage company. They don’t like women being victimized, so they helped out this other lady whose ex was after her. Miranda told us the story last night. They packed up her stuff and put it in their warehouse under an assumed name. I figured they could do the same thing here,” she explained.

  “There’s no way you can completely strip your identity from a place when you leave in a hurry. So if they come and strip it down to the floorboards, we’ll have one less thing to worry about. Do you have any boxes? We can start with your desks, any personal papers, etc. You can pack your clothes in any suitcases you already have,” said Suzanna.

  “Okay, I get what you’re saying,” answered Marta.

  The two of them got to work. A few minutes later, Rune came up and asked Suzanna to sit with the women; he didn’t want them left alone in the alley. He would shift furniture for Marta as needed. When Suzanna got downstairs, she saw that Rune had loaded all the things that the women had managed to pile up near the back door. As she stepped outside, she saw a mid-sized truck coming down the alley. She immediately hopped into the van and pulled it forward so they would have access to the back door.

  “You two going to be alright here for a few minutes more?” she asked her mother and newly-found aunt.

  They both just smiled and waved her off, content to continue exchanging stories about their childhood. Gilda had given her a knowing look. She had realized her sister’s condition.