Drake Sisters 04 - Dangerous Tides

number's right there. Talk to Kingsley. He's a decent enough guy and at least he'll listen, but I'm telling you it won't do you one bit of good."

    "What did you do?" Libby demanded.

    "I called in a few favors. A few people called a few mags and helped the story along with hints and well-placed lies."

    "This isn't your fault, Joley," Tyson protested. "No one did this because of you. Whoever took these pictures tried to kill us the other night by tampering with my motorcycle. If I'd been going the speed I usually go, it may have worked. They're after me. Or Libby. Or both of us, but not you. You didn't do this."

    "They found a medium to hurt my sister that wouldn't be there if it wasn't for who I am and what I do."

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    "Sarah." Libby appealed to her eldest sister. When it came down to tough decisions, Sarah was the one they all listened to.

    "You're a doctor, Libby."

    Libby clenched her fists. "So what? Does that mean I have to let my baby sister take the blame for something I did? It isn't going to happen." She caught up the newspaper and stomped over to the phone.

    Kate handed Tyson a cup of tea. "Sit down, Ty. Let Libby rage a little bit. She needs to get it out of her system. Are you hungry?"

    Libby turned around. "I'm on hold, waiting for this Kingsley person. Yes, he's hungry. He hasn't really eaten for forty-eight hours."

    Kate smiled at him. "Breakfast or lunch? You're at the in-between time."

    "Breakfast. But, really, you don't have to do that."

    "It's no trouble at all." Kate disappeared into the other room.

    Tyson watched Libby as she adamantly explained to the reporter the pictures were of her, not her sister and to retract any mention of Joley immediately. He sighed. Joley was right. The magazines were interested in anything to do with Joley, not with her older sister. From her end of the conversation, it was fairly clear that no one was going to listen to Libby.

    Libby slammed down the phone in a fit of temper. "Moron. He doesn't want the truth. He thinks it's admirable—admirable—of me to want to protect my sister. No matter how many times I said it was the other way around, he refused to hear it." She looked at her younger sister, despair in her eyes. "It isn't right that you're being accused of this."

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    "As long as Mom and Dad know that none of us, not you or Ty or anyone else, did anything wrong, I'll be fine," Joley said. "Libby, think for a minute. Don't just react. I've had a lot of time to think about this.
    People make up lies about me all the time. According to the press, I've done everything but strip naked and have orgies backstage after a concert."

    "Well, now reporters and your fans will think they have proof," Libby pointed out. She flung herself into a chair and looked around the room at her sisters. "This is acceptable to you all?"

    "It isn't to me," Tyson said. "I could come forward and identify myself as the man and name Libby as the woman."

    "Don't you dare," Joley hissed. "They'll never believe it was Libby and they'll just think I've seduced my sister's fiancé. I refuse to look that low. You are her fiancé, aren't you?"

    "Yes," Ty said. "Of course."

    "No," Libby denied. "He hasn't asked me yet, so stop jumping the gun."

    "We're getting married. I wanted to go to Reno, but she says no, she has to have a wedding. What do you think?"

    "He didn't ask me," Libby insisted.

    Kate handed Tyson a plate of food. "I think you should get married here, Ty," she said. "Abigail and Aleksandr are having a small private ceremony. There's no reason that you and Libby can't do the same, unless of course you want to join Sarah and me in a big wedding. You're certainly welcome to do that."

    Tyson shuddered. "I think Abbey has the right idea. Private for me."

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    "He didn’t ask me," Libby wailed. "Is anyone listening? Where's Hannah? I need her."

    "You can't turn your fiancé into a toad," Sarah said.

    Libby bared her teeth at her sister. "You're all finding this very amusing, aren't you? I'll have you know that Tyson Derrick may seem the bookish, geeky, nerd type, just because he's a biochemist and is a bit on the brainiac side…"

    "A bit?" Tyson's eyebrow shot up. "Brilliant is how she normally thinks of me."

    She flashed him a glare. "But