Det. Angus Leary looked at the evidence spread out on his desk before him, he had reviewed it again and again, but something was just not right. He was baffled, everything pointed to it being a positive match; the height, the weight, hair color, eye color and the fact that there was no other missing persons fitting this description anywhere in the area. Yet Angus could not shake that gut feeling that this corpse was NOT Aries Stark!
He had learned early in his career that just because everything added up did not necessarily mean that the evidence was correct. Evidence could sometimes be tricky, like the holographic pictures you spend hours staring into, just to clearly see the image hiding in the mess. He also realized even earlier that most words had 3 meanings, coincidences usually boiled down to precise, premeditated planning and the most obvious answer could blind you to the truth if you didn't look hard enough.
Most important, he knew above all that Miss Lona Lutz knew more than she was admitting to and he had all intentions of finding out.
***
Mimi opened the door and felt a strange tingle in her belly when she saw Jack standing there.
"Do you still need a job?" Aries asked.
"Yes." she looked at him quizzically.
"I need a cook for my restaurant."
"Your restaurant?"
"Yea,"
"You have a restaurant?" she questioned.
"Yea," he did now, as of this morning he had signed the paperwork and the check, "can you start in the morning?" he asked.
"Yea." she nodded still stunned.
"9:00" he said and she nodded again before he turned around and walked in his apartment.
She shut the door and sat on her couch dumbfounded.
She had no idea he owned a restaurant. She thought about it for another minute before she walked over to his apartment and knocked on the door.
"Your not doing this because I freaked out the other night and you feel sorry for me are you?" Mimi asked watching his expression.
"No." he said honestly.
"And you're not doing it because I kissed you right? I mean, that was an accident, I was drunk." she tried to keep her embarrassment from coming to the surface.
"No, I just need a cook." he frowned a little.
"OK," she smiled, "I'll be ready at 9." she turned and went into her apartment, leaving him to shut the door and sit on his couch worried.
He thought for a second, women could be tricky sometimes, he hoped she didn't take his invitation wrong; he truly wanted to help her. He couldn't help it that he was attracted to her, but he wasn't doing it for that reason.
He got up and went to her door.
"I want you to know the only reason I asked is because your an amazing cook, the meal you cooked was the best meal I've ever had in my life," her lips split into the biggest smile she had ever smiled, as he warmed her heart with his words. He grinned at her beautiful bright smile, "9:00."
"9." she nodded and went back into her apartment. He felt exhilaration as he sat on the couch.
She could not stop smiling, than she felt a little disappointment in herself that she had doubted his obviously honorable intentions. She ran back over to his door.
He opened it with a look of concern.
"Sorry I misjudged your intentions," Mimi's smile went straight to his heart "and thank you very much." she couldn't help herself, she hugged him. He froze, trying to pull back a little, if he leaned in she would be able to feel his stiffening dick and she might rethink her apology.
She misinterpreted it, and pulled away quick with a slight frown, "9:00" she turned and went back into her apartment.
He shut the door with a curse, thinking she had pulled back so quickly because she felt his rampant hard on.
***
"This place is amazing" she looked up at the ceiling, an intricate replica of a fiery sunset in a pale amber sky.
"I just bought it." Aries said, "your the 1st person I hired." he was standing behind her as she looked around the restaurant in awe, he was looking at her ass in awe. Curvy women were his weakness and this girl was his ultimate kryptonite.
"Shouldn't you have like a gourmet cook or something for a place like this?" she asked, her eye for detail on overload looking around the swanky restaurant. Everything screamed 'fragile and expensive', from the crystal, to the deep russet and chocolate Italian marble tiled floor. Even the thick silk rust colored curtains cost more than everything that was in her parents' cafe.
"I do," he smiled "you."
"No, I mean someone that has like degrees and stuff."
"You don't have degrees and your cooking is better than any of the expensive and over rated 'top' chefs of the world."
"How do you know?" she grinned, "Tasted many famous chefs cooking lately?"
"Just yours." they were locked in each other's eyes for a minute before she snapped out of it, remembering his reaction to her hug yesterday.
"So when do you start the interviews?" she asked.
"Did you hire and fire at your restaurant?"
"You mean tiny cafe that could fit in this restaurant's bathroom? Yea, but on a MUCH smaller scale."
"Think you could do it here?"
"Hire a full staff?" she looked at the large restaurant and tried to calculate how many staff members they would need.
"Yea, think you can handle it?" he asked.
"Of course." she nodded, she could handle anything when she put her mind to it. It was technically no different than increasing the servings for a recipe, do what you always do, just do it in bulk.
"Than I leave it all up to you." he handed her the keys and an envelope.
"What's this?" she asked her eyes wide looking at all the money inside the envelope.
"Your advance."
"But this is a lot of money."
"This place is a lot of work."
***
Angus stood at the huge glass paneled front door of Aries Stark's mansion, his partner Benjamin Cruz on the left side while he observed from the right. He wasn't entirely shocked to see the "grief stricken" Lona Lutz buck naked and riding a tied up gentleman right there on her missing fiancés water fountain in the middle of the main hall.
"She just called me crying this morning, trying to see if it was her beloved fiancé lying stiff in the morgue." Angus shook his head.
"Yea, she looks REAL worried." Ben grinned.
Angus straightened up, standing directly in front of the door and knocked hard.
"Miss Lutz, I'd like to ask you a few more questions." he frowned as Lona squealed and ran up the circular stairs to the right, leaving the bound guy just standing there looking stupid and confused for a second before he started to hop towards the identical set of stairs to the left.
Angus and Ben looked at each other.
"Possible motive." Angus said.
"Jealous boyfriend, cheating fiancé." Ben added.
"I think we should come back," Angus turned to leave, "once we have a little more back ground info on the grieving fiancee."
***
Mimi was amazing, she had the place up and running in 3 days, he could barely believe it. She had Luci and Marz working the kitchen with her and a full staff of hard working, reliable people. By that Saturday, they were opened for business and packed wall to wall with satisfied customers. They were leaving thanks and appreciation to the cook for such amazing foods that could delight the taste buds to the point of addiction.
Aries stuck around the restaurant, he didn't have to, she had everything under control, but he just found himself wanting to hang around her, to be near her. He loved watching her multi task and he had discovered a new love, he loved watching her cook, he could watch her all day long.
He especially loved the way she always fed him, making sure his plate was always full and he was never hungry. She even gave him samples of everything she cooked, wanting his honest opinion; he loved being her taste tester. It felt nice to have someone genuinely worry about his comfort. She cared because she wanted to, because she truly liked him, not for his fame or fortune, for him and only him.
He almost told her the truth one evening as they closed up for the night, everyone was gone and she had just finished up in the kitchen...
"I have something for you." Mimi smiled handing him a pie with a big J formed out of crust on top. Aries grinned ear to ear already knowing what it was, he had found yet another addiction, her caramel peach pie. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted and now she had made one just for him, complete with his false initial.
He barely controlled the urge to kiss her and to keep his mouth shut and his identity a secret. One day he knew she would make him a pie with his real initial, a huge A, and he felt the most comforting thrill in the fact that he would finally be able to hear her call him by his true name.