Delaine Tennant was the most striking woman Marc Evers ever laid his eyes on. She was about five feet six inches tall and copper colored. She had long beautiful legs and her hips and bust were the envy of most women. Marc sold insurance for Midland Life and General Insurance company. Easton Rivers had a liquor and gambling outfit in the Half Way Tree area and that was where he first saw her. Like himself, Easton was an ex-policeman. Marc heard that he also had a security firm. During his visits to the sports bar, he had never seen Easton with a gun, but suspected that he might have one hidden away on his body. Marc had never applied for a license to carry a gun. He felt he didn’t need one, although there were times when he had been tempted.
Marc had spent ten years in the force before quitting at thirty years of age. He had been selling insurance for five years now and had no regrets about his change in profession.
Marc would stop by mostly on Wednesdays and Fridays to buy the lotto and cash pot and play a few slot machine games. Delaine would stop by mostly on Fridays and play a few games too. She was with two other girls, Candy and Sandra. One thing Marc always noticed was that there were two guys who were always around Sandra and Candy but Delaine always travelled alone. Then he learned that she was Easton’s woman. He guessed her age at around thirty and Easton would be about fifty years. Marc had heard that he was married. He was sure that he had seen his wife at the establishment on more than one occasion. Two children, a boy and a girl were always trailing behind her. Maybe grandchildren, he thought.
“Hello, Marc, is that your right name?” Delaine asked him one evening.
“Sure it is and I know you’re called Delaine. Can I buy you a drink?”
“Thanks, but I’m okay.”
Marc looked over his shoulder and saw Easton watching them.
“I’ll see you around,” Marc said as he went back to playing some games.
An hour later and Marc looked around for Delaine and her friends, but they had disappeared. He saw Easton coming over to him.
“Marc, I want you to have a drink with me. I want to put a proposal to you. Can we go outside.”
Marc didn’t reply, but looked quizzically at the man.
Both of them stepped out of the bar.
“One of my daughter’s getting married and she wants me to come up for the wedding. I want you to give an eye on this place for me.”
“I don’t understand you, Easton. You have many other friends in the Force, why not ask one of them?”
Easton drank some more of his rum and milk. Marc drank some more of his beer.
“I don’t trust any of those guys. If I could do better I would keep them out of here. I have to be giving them money and free drinks all the time.”
“Okay, so what do you want me to do?”
“Just keep an eye on things.”
“What about, Delaine?”
“What about her?”
“Is she your woman?”
“I’ll tell you about her one day.”
“Exactly what do you want me to do?”
“Lorrie Reid will be running things while I’m away. I know she’s friendly with Clyde Harper. I don’t want him to come here and go behind the counter.”
“Clyde’s an ex cop like both of us. Why don’t you trust him?”
“He’s screwing my chief cashier. I don’t know how much of my money she’s stealing to give him.”
“Don’t you check her off every evening?”
“I do, but it could still be happening. Anyhow, when I return I’ll get my internal auditors to go over the books.”
Easton left the next Saturday and said he’d be back by the end of the month.
Marc was at Easton’s establishment at least three days per week. The first week, Delaine came in on the Wednesday.
“Did Easton leave you to give an eye on me?”
That evening she had on a gray pants suit. Several men
couldn’t take their eyes off her.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Nothing, except that he’s over there worrying about me. I told him not to worry. I can take care of myself.”
Now he remembered that Easton was supposed to give him the lowdown between him and this girl, Marc thought.
“He thinks that Clyde Harper and I are friends?”
“Of course not. I don’t like him, he’s too forward.”
“What did Easton tell you about me?”
“That like him you were once a policeman. Why did you leave the force so early?”
“Let’s say I always go where the grass is greener.”
“Won’t you buy me a drink?”
He called the barmaid over and ordered a canei for her and a beer for himself. Then he noticed that she had become tense. He looked around and saw Clyde enter the bar. He came over to where they were.
“Well, if it isn’t Delaine and Marc Evers playing around because Easton is abroad. I’d stay away from Easton’s woman if I were you, Marc. Easton didn’t build up his reputation sitting around a desk.”
“What the hell’s the matter with you, Clyde? Can’t you keep your mouth shut for once?” Marc asked, backing off the stool to face his former colleague.
“What did I say to get you riled up like that?”
“Why don’t you leave me alone? So I’m Easton’s woman. So what if he’s twice my age? Can you come with me to my car, Marc?” Delaine requested.
Marc accompanied her to her car. He could hear Clyde laughing behind them.
“I think you’re a great guy. I have never seen you out with your woman. Are you married?”
They were standing beside her car now.
“I was married once, but it didn’t work out.”
“I hope you haven’t given up on love.”
“I have a woman in Cayman.”
“You must be wondering why I’m seeing Easton? Can we go somewhere else where we can talk?”
“If I left with you, Easton would hear about it almost immediately.”
“Okay, how about us meeting somewhere else? You don’t have to go down to the sports bar every evening.”
“I guess I don’t; I only go there about three days per week. Where should we meet?”
“We can meet at Randy Chin’s sports bar on Westminister Road.”
“Okay,” he told her and the two of them parted.
Marc was drinking a beer while he waited on Delaine. He was in the bar for twenty minutes when his cell phone rang.
“Marc, I can’t make it again. My mother is very ill and I have to rush her to the hospital.”
“Want any help?”
“Thanks, I’ll manage, two of my cousins are going with me.”
Marc decided to hang around after he finished talking to Delaine.
He was on his second beer when he saw a girl named Suzanne coming over.
Suzanne was of medium height and very beautiful. She was a regular visitor to Easton’s sports bar.
“Marc what are you doing here alone?” she asked.
“Just hanging out. Why can’t a guy hang out alone?”
She laughed and her face lit up.
“I think you’re either waiting for a woman or she came already and you couldn’t agree and she went her way.
“Come to think of it I was supposed to meet a girl here, but she had an emergency.”
The moment he finished speaking, he knew he had said too much. Suzanne knew Delaine and might eventually put two and two together and come up with an answer.
“Maybe I know the lady who came and had the
“I don’t think so,” he said as he finished his drink and went to his car.
He heard Suzanne calling to him, but he paid her no mind.
He had just reached home when his cell phone started ringing. Delaine was on the line.
“Marc, how are you?”
“I’m okay, so is everything okay with your mum?”
Outside it had started drizzling.
“Bad news, Marc! My mother just died.”
He heard her sobbing in the background.
“What! I can’t believe it. When did it happen?”
“A hour ago, I just left the hospital.”
“I’m really sorry about that, Delaine.”
“Thanks, Marc, I’ll see you around. I have some calls to make.”
They both ended the call. Marc went and took a beer out of his refrigerator when his cell phone started ringing again.
Easton was on the line.
“Marc, what’s going on? I heard about Delaine’s mother.”
He told Easton that she just told him about it.
“I’ll be back before the funeral, Marc. So how is everything out there?”
“Everything’s okay. Things are running smoothly. I haven’t seen Clyde for a few days now.”
“Good, I hope he stays away from my place as long as possible,”Easton said before they ended the call.
On Monday he was down at Easton’s establishment when Clyde Harper came on the scene.
“Well, look who’s here, Marc. You wouldn’t like Easton to know that since he’s been away you’ve taken over Delaine.”
“I haven’t taken over Delaine. I don’t know where you got that from.”
Clyde was drinking a beer, so too was Marc.
“You and Easton will soon be fighting over that girl. She looks innocent, doesn’t she? You don’t know anything about her and neither does Easton.”
“Easton is your friend, why don’t you go to him if you know so much about her?”
Clyde laughed and drank some more of his beer.
“I think you have it in for that girl. Maybe she spurned your attention that’s why you’re so bitter.”
Clyde slammed down his beer on the table.
“I wouldn’t be interested in that girl, not after what I know about her.”
He finished drinking his beer and walked away. A minute later Marc heard him drive off.
Marc hung around the establishment just observing things. Just as he was about to drive off his cell phone rang. Delaine was on the line.
“How are you, Marc?”
“Okay, I guess. But how are you keeping up, with your mother’s death and all that?”
“She would want me to stay strong, so I’m doing that for her.”
“I’m glad that you’re keeping up.”
“Are your parents still alive, Marc?”
“Only my mother, my father died about five years ago. There was too much rum and cigarettes in his system.”
“Oh, I’m sorry about your father. Mine died about seven years ago, but it was in a motor vehicle accident. So how is your mother doing?”
“She’s very spiritual. She’s involved in so many activities at her church that you’d believe she was the one running the whole thing.”
“I’m glad to hear about your mother. Marc, there is something I want to tell you, but it will have to wait until after the funeral. I’m going now,” she said and ended the call.
Marc was at the bar every other day, but there was no sign of Clyde Harper. Delaine came around, but she didn’t stay long. Marc could see the strain in her face. They talked a bit, but not much. She told him that she was going through the funeral arrangements with her three other siblings who were all abroad.
The next week Easton returned.
“I’m breaking up with Delaine. I’m just waiting to tell her after her mother’s funeral.”
Marc drank some more of his beer. Easton took some more of his rum and milk.
“I don’t know what to say.”
“You’ll hear everything after the funeral.”
The funeral wasn’t held until two weeks later. Marc attended as did Easton and Clyde and several of the employees from the bar.
On Tuesday after the funeral, Delaine called Marc.
“Easton and I are no longer together.”
“I thought both of you were in a long term relationship. So what does this mean?”
“It simply means that I’m no longer seeing Easton. As a matter of fact, I’m going to remain single for a long time.”
Marc digested what she had just said.
“I’m sorry about you and Easton, though.”
“Thanks, I’ll tell you more later on,” she told him and ended the call.
“That girl is no good. She used to sell her body. Just a worn
out prostitute that’s what she is.”
Marc hung down his head as the bitter words coming from Easton sank in. He drank some more of his beer while the man drank some of his rum and soda.
“She was fooling me all along, but she can go to hell.”
Marc left the bar in a confused state of mind. Easton was a
man he respected. It wasn’t only because he had been his senior in the police force or the age difference between them. But he had always respected the man over the years and always took his advice.
Easton had left the Force with the rank of Superintendent. Both Marc and Clyde had served with him in two of the toughest police divisions in the island.
He decided to avoid Delaine after that. He thought that he didn’t have to worry because if she and Easton were no longer together she wouldn’t be frequenting the bar. He was wrong, she still came by with her friends. They said hello to each other, but he tried not to be in any long conversations with her. He started avoiding the bar on the days he knew she would be there.
Marc had just reached home from the bar when his cell phone rang. Delaine was on the line. He wondered what she wanted. She came straight to the point.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not avoiding you.”
“Of course you are. Did Easton poison your mind against me?”
“Okay, would you mind telling me the reason you and he broke up?”
He heard her sobbing in the background. After a while it appeared that she had regained her composure.
“That ex-cop, Clyde Harper went to him with a story that I was very wild when I was a young girl. I’m not denying it that I’ve had several boyfriends, but I never sold my body.”
“So where did Clyde get that story from?”
“Ever since he met me that guy has been pressuring me to go to bed with him. I suppose going to Easton must be the payback for me not sleeping with him.”
“So that’s why he’s going around spreading rumors about you.”
“Yes and I suppose that he has convinced you that I’m a bad
“Who would be convinced by Clyde. He’s just a loud mouth guy.”
“Marc, I’m going to bed now, but I’ll call you again. You can tell me if you don’t want me to call you.”
“Of course not, I don’t know why you should think that way.”
“Bye for now, Marc, I’ll see you around,” she said and ended the call.
On Friday he was outside the club having a drink when Clyde drove up and parked beside his car. He greeted Marc and went inside the club with the young girl he had brought with him. A half hour later he came out of the bar.
“Hey Marc, I know who you’re out here waiting on. It’s Easton’s former woman, Delaine. That girl tricked Easton. She got an apartment and a car out of him.”
“Why are you telling me these things?”
“Because, I think you’re interested in her. She’s hot, but also dangerous. Easton had to leave her or else he’d end up as a pauper.”
“I’m not interested in her. She’s Easton’s former woman. Why would I be interested in my former colleague’s former woman?”
Clyde brushed aside his remarks. He took some more of his drink. His girl came outside for him, but he told her to go back inside. He followed the girl inside. Marc decided to remain, obviously, Clyde had a lot to talk about.
Fifteen minutes later he was back. Marc refused his offer of a beer. Clyde drank about half the bottle of his new beer before he spoke again.
“Did you know that Delaine has two children for some guy in Montego Bay?”
Marc was taken aback by the new revelation.
He wanted to jump into his car and drive away, but he didn’t know why he hung around.
“She was along with Russell Henry and Graham Hughes? She was seeing them along with Easton.”
“You must have been following her around to know so much about her.”
If he was offended by the remark, Clyde didn’t show it, he merely took some more swallows of his beer.
Marc knew about Russell Henry and Graham Hughes. Both were young men and very ambitious. They were on opposite sides of the political fence. He suspected that in another few years, both men would make it to parliament. He knew that a lot of women hung around politicians for one reason or another. He was astounded that Delaine was one of these women.
Clyde went back inside to check on his girl, so Marc decided that he didn’t want to hear anything more from him, so he jumped into his car and drove home to Goldson Villa off Washington Boulevard.
Once home, he had time to think. He decided to avoid Delaine totally. It seemed that she was one of those girls who threw themselves at every man they met.
The next week he went to the nine night for her mother. Apparently they were holding it because they hadn’t held a set-up. Marc avoided Delaine the whole time he was there.
The following week she called him.
“The whole time you were at the nine night, you were avoiding me.”
“I was just taking things easy. That’s all.”
“Marc, if you don’t want to talk to me again, that’s all right,” she said and ended the call.
Two weeks later he was down at Randy Chin’s sports bar when he saw her come in with a group of friends. He had to admit that she looked good in jeans and a white blouse. He wondered if he was doing the right thing by ignoring her.
She left the sports bar without even acknowledging his presence. The next day he called her but didn’t get her. He got her later that evening.
“What’s the meaning of this call?”
“I want to apologize for the way I’ve been behaving towards you.”
“That’s all right, you’re not the only one. But thanks for calling, I’ve got to go now.”
“Wait, don’t go yet. Can we meet somewhere and talk? I think we’ve got a lot to talk about.”
“I don’t think so, Marc. Your mind is already made up about me. There’s nothing I can say that will change your mind.”
“So you’re just going to brush me off like that?”
“Well, if you continue to listen to people like Clyde Harper, what else can I do?”
“We could meet somewhere and talk.”
“Have you got anywhere in mind?”
“Dunny Hall’s place in Barbican. He has a back porch where we can sit and talk.”
“Okay, but you’ll have to tell me when and give me directions.”
“How about the day after tomorrow. I’ll call and give you directions.”
She agreed to the date before ending the call.
“I was never a call girl, prostitute or harlot or any of those names, despite what Clyde Harper or Easton might say.”
“I never believed any of it despite what Clyde or Easton
He had bought drinks for both of them.
“Yet you sat around and listened to them.”
“I thought it would have been impolite to walk out on Easton or cut off his calls. I don’t know why I stayed around and listened to Clyde.”
“I have one young daughter. Zoey is seven years old. I know he told you that I have two children. Tonya is ten years and is my sister’s child. They both live with my aunt in Montego Bay. People saw me with both of them and just assumed that they were both mine.
Marc had bought them two more drinks while she was talking. He drank some of his next drink.
“You know that my son is in the States with his mother.”
“Oh how selfish of me. How is he doing now? And you told me about your girlfriend in Cayman.”
“He’s doing okay over there. He’s in kindergarten. But I should have told you about Janice and me. We broke up a few weeks ago. I found out that she was seeing a Scottish guy over there.”
“I’m sorry to hear.”
She took some more sips of her drink.
“You must have heard rumors that I got my car and apartment out of Easton. Those are lies. Easton just gave me some gas and money to cook food for him most times. I’m twenty nine years this year and I’ve worked hard for everything I have. As a matter of fact I still owe money on the car and my apartment.”
Marc took some more of his drink.
“That was an ear full. I’m glad for this meeting. At least some of the cobwebs in my brain have been cleared.”
She smiled, then laughed.
“As for that Clyde Harper, I never went to bed with him despite him pressuring me. He even threatened to go to Easton with all sorts of stories about me. I don’t know how he found out where I lived. One evening I came home and found him parked at my gate waiting on me.”
“Why didn’t you call Easton?”
“I didn’t think Easton could manage him.”
“It was then that he threatened to call Easton and tell him that he was at my house.”
“How did you get rid of him?”
“It was only after I called one of my female cousins to come and stay with me that he left.”
“Has he ever come by again.”
“No, he knows that I’m serious. I told him that if he does that again, I’ll call the police on him.”
They finished talking a few minutes later but decided to meet again.
As Marc sat on his verandah that night after his meeting with
Delaine, he couldn’t help thinking as to what to do about her. He knew that everybody has a history. He wasn’t interested in digging up her past. There was nothing he could change.
He was having a beer when his cell phone rang. Easton was on the line.
“Marc, how are you, Easton here. I heard that you and Delaine are now together. Is that true?”
“Nothing like that, Easton.”
“I’m warning you off that girl. One of her friends told me that she was seeing Russell Henry while we were together.”
“What! I can’t believe it. So all this is now coming out.”
“Yeah, and I expect more. Those girls don’t like what she was doing to me so they’ll tell me everything.”
“I’ll be around tomorrow, Easton so you can fill me in on anything more,” he told him before ending the call.
What the hell, Marc thought. It must be all over the place. That girl was no damn good. The quicker he got rid of her, the better. He remembered that he hadn’t asked her about those two politicians. He might as well call her and tell her what Easton said about her. He didn’t care now, if she didn’t want to talk to him again so be it. Unlike Easton he couldn’t go to any of her friends asking them about her. Those girls would certainly tell her and in all possibility she might not want to talk to him again. He called and told her what Easton said about her. He also mentioned the two politicians.
“I only stayed with Easton because I didn’t want to hurt him. He was a good lover at first, but then he gradually deteriorated. No young girl would stay with any man who wasn’t satisfying her sexually.”
There was a pause before she continued.
“As for those two politicians, I had nothing to do with them. People probably saw me talking to them, but they were just looking votes for their party.
You know what Marc, I think it will be good for both of us not to meet again. That way you won’t get your head full up of lies about me.”
“Don’t go yet, I want to talk to you some more.”
But she had already ended the call. He tried to get her several times that night, but his calls kept going to voice mail.
He went to Easton’s bar. He saw both men there. Neither of them asked him about her and he was glad. He saw her friends, they didn’t say anything to him which he found strange. He decided not to ask them anything about her.
By the end of the second week, he was beginning to miss her. He called her, but as soon as she heard his voice she would end the call.
The next Friday he was down at Randy Chin’s sports bar when she came in with some friends. He gave her time to settle down before he went over.
“I want to talk to you.”
“I think we should talk, or else I’ll create a scene.”
“Go right ahead.”
But she got up and followed him to where he was seated.
“What the hell’s the matter with you? Why won’t you take any of my calls?”
“Don’t shout at me, Marc. You’re behaving like a little boy. Everything that Easton and Clyde Harper tell you about me you believe.”
“You and Easton were in a relationship up to a few weeks ago.”
She pushed back her chair and jumped up.
“Don’t order me about the place, Marc.”
“I’m doing no such thing.”
She finished the drink she had brought with her. He bought a malt beverage for her and one for himself.
“So we just stop seeing each other, you’re okay with it and I’m supposed to be too. Well, I’m not.”
She sat down and had some more of her new drink. Marc drank some more of his drink.
“Do you think we should stop seeing each other?”
She blushed and took some more of her drink.
“It depends on you. I’m quite okay with my daughter. It’s seems as if I’m trouble. I don’t want you to have to abandon your friends because of me or thinking of what they might be saying behind your back.”
He took some more swallows of his drink.
“That’s foolishness, I don’t have to go to Easton’s bar anymore. I don’t owe him any obligations.”
“Neither do I, but each time he sees you he comes up with a different story.
“Both Easton and Clyde must have run out of stories by now.”
She laughed and both of them left the sports bar together.
A week later Marc and Delaine were sitting on a towel in Emancipation Park,
talking. They both looked around, it was Clyde Harper, jogging! Marc didn’t recognize the girl he was jogging with. Delaine hid her face in a smaller towel. Marc had to laugh at her. He knew that the man had seen them. He jogged around the track a few more times before he disappeared, probably gone to his car.
“So it’s official now. The two of you are going around. That girl won’t get off so easily. She owes Easton two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. He owes me half of that money. I won’t get my money until she pays up. I can use my police friends on her. So unless you want your little darling to be locked up you had better tell her to come up with the money.”
“I don’t believe a word of what you’ve just said. I’ll tell her not to pay you any mind. It’s just because she’s a woman why you’re picking on her.”
“Why don’t you give Easton a call and find out?”
“Easton would laugh at me for calling him.”
“He’s laughing at you now.”
“Go to hell, Clyde,”Marc shouted and ended the call.
Half an hour later he was drinking a beer when his cell phone started ringing. Delaine was on the line.
“Marc, can you believe it, Easton is pressuring me to pay him back all the money he gave me.
“Who called you about the money, Easton or Clyde?”
“And you believed him. I don’t think Easton would sink so low. If I were you I’d ignore him.”
“He threatened to go to the police.”
“Do you owe Easton any money?”
“Of course not.”
“Then, if I were you, I’d ignore him.”
“Okay, I’ll do that. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Go to bed and don’t lose a wink over Clyde’s threats,” he told her as they both ended the call.
They met several times after that until one night he got an urgent call from Delaine.
“Marc, Clyde is here with several policemen. He’s seizing my things for the money he said I owe Easton.”
“What! Hold on, I’m coming down there right now.”
He ran to his car and jumped in. He hoped he’d get there before they left. Delayne lived in Molynes Garden, half a kilometer from wgere he lived. What the hell was Clyde playing at? He must know that he couldn’t get away with what he was doing.
Twenty minutes later he was there. Clyde was leaning on his car. A woman was beside him, but Marc didn’t know her. He didn’t see Delaine. She must be inside the house, he thought.
Marc got out of his car and marched over to Clyde.
“What’s the meaning of this?”
“We’re just following Easton’s orders.”
Delaine came out of the house.
“Easton never asked you to come here and do this. You’re just a big liar,” Marc opined.
The Sergeant who was leading the three constables came out of the house.
“Sarge, what’s the meaning of this? I was in the force up to a few years ago. I don’t know what it has come to now.”
“Don’t pay him any mind, Sarge.”
Marc whipped out his cell phone and called Easton. He told him that he had a little problem he wanted him to help solve.
Delaine came to stand beside Marc.
“Who were you calling?”
“He set up the whole thing. God, I hate him.”
In another fifteen minutes Easton arrived. The policemen despite Delaine’s protests had put the seized goods in Clyde’s car trunk, which was still open.
“What’s going on here?”
“Ask Clyde,” Mark told him.
The policeman had driven away upon Easton’s arrival.
Delaine pointed at Clyde.
“He told me that you said I owed you. He was only acting as a bailiff.”
“Don’t get me mixed up in this. I never ask a woman to give me back anything I’ve given her.”
“Clyde if I were you I’d give up these things.”
Easton went to his car and drove away.
Marc went and began taking the things out of the car trunk and put them on the lawn.
“Hey guy, who told you to go into my car trunk?” Clyde shouted, dipping his hand into his pocket for his gun. The woman who was with him held on to his hand.
“You’re just fucked up, Clyde. An ordinary policeman and a failed businessman.”
Clyde got into the passenger seat of the car. The woman was in the driver’s seat.
“I’ll catch you one of these days, Marc. You’re just running down a worn out girl.”
The woman started the car and they drove away.
Marc reached for Delaine and hugged her. She was sobbing slightly.
“It’s all right, baby. You have nothing to be afraid of.”
“I want you to spend some time with me Marc.”
She helped him take back her stuff inside. They were a component set, a laptop computer and a thirty inch flat screen television.
“I don’t think Clyde will be back to trouble you. I think he has caused enough troble for one night.
She came and hugged him.
Marc went home in the early hours of the morning. They spent the night talking before she told him that she wanted to sleep. He helped her lock up before leaving for his house.
Marc and Delaine met regularly after that and started a relationship. Marc knows that they will have to give it time to work, but he is confident that their love will blossom into something meaningful. He and Delaine have also decided to avoid going to Easton’s bar and anywhere else they know that Clyde Harper usually hangs out. The End.
Epilogue: Marc and Delaine were married two years later. By that time she was already six months pregnant. She went for her daughter and they’re now living together in Old Harbour Glades.