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<blockquote data-quote="stevew" data-source="post: 85706" data-attributes="member: 130"><p>In their morning meetings Liddy says, "If they'd use the money to diversify their economy, that'd be great. But they won't. The Venezuelan government will go on a spending spree until it's all gone."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I don't care about their reasons," Moe says. "I'm suspicious they'll follow through." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"What we need from the two of you is security for our bids, information," looking at Moe, "and intervention, "looking at Al. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Moe says, "No one can guarantee these bids. We shouldn't be involved in them, not even through the DLV Group. And certainly not using some of our advanced technology for extraction. Not until there's a regime change, a sustained one. Besides the Chinese plan on walking away with all these leases. That's the only information I'm hearing."</p><p></p><p></p><p>John Ross watches the conversation like a three way tennis match. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Al says, "What I want to know is why is Barnes Wentworth and Wendell putting in a bid. Pamela strips David Wendell of every dine. They've dug up money hidden in Europe and South Korean and taken it. He's rotting away for life in prison and his brother trusts her in some one in a million chance at a joint bid, that even if they win, the world is skeptical of Venezuelan's long term prospects."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"So what gives?" Liddy asks. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'd like to know why she's even in the oil business," Moe asks. "When she left for Europe she went to work in mining. And we need a better reading on Ben." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Amy asks Ben what he'll do without his brother. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Not every deal I put together was tied to him."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Sure it was." Amy swirls her red wine while looking at Ben's penthouse view. "I heard you've got some Chinese friends backing your bid."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Did you?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Come on Ben. We know what's going to happen. Lucas gets in on this and Ewing Oil gets burned."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"That'd be my guess."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"But you're not worried. You're jumping in with both feet. You've got something up."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Maybe I have." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Bo leaves a Dallas night club with two young girls, all laughing, a bit drunk. A limousine pulls up and Bianca de le Vega gets out. "Mr. Ewing. You do know these two girls you got drunk aren't twenty-one?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Who the hell are you?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"A friend of your brother's. Bianca de le Vega." She them motions to two men with her, "Take care of them so they don't bother Mr. Ewing." The men pull the girls away. "Need a ride?" She helps Bo into her car, groping his ass in the process. "So I hear you're on the board of the OLM." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Late at night Lucas is working in his office going over financials when Al steps in. "What's up with this Venezuelan bid?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Why are you interested in my business?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"And you've got the DLV Group and Saddle Tree as partners."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I've got enough stress in my life putting this together without you going back to my cousin to tell on me."</p><p></p><p></p><p>Al massages his neck and shoulders. "You know I wouldn't hurt you." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I know you and John Ross discuss Ewing Oil with Moe and Liddy." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"As an investment of Ewing Industries."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Do you know Ben Wendell is putting in a bid?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"It was brought up," Lucas says. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Did you know that Lucy was married to Ben?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Heard."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Did you know that Lucy owns half his company?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"No I didn't. How do you know?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I have my sources." </p><p></p><p></p><p>Al reaches in front and massages Lucas's chest. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Lucas slides into bed next to Amy in the dark of night. Amy says, "So how are you holding up?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I know everything I'm going to know about Long Dia."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm confident you can handle him."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I let John Ross's team know about Lucy being Ben Wendell's partner too."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Why?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"To get them looking over her shoulder as much as they're looking over mine."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Ok." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Bianca de le Vega got to Bo tonight."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Really. Why?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I don't know. She had to be watching him to know what he's got up to. She's in with much of Latin America, but I can't have her manipulating Bo. I'll have to figure out a way to deal with her."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"How's he doing on the OLM board."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Brilliant. At first recused himself of anything related to a Ewing Investment. I convinced him that those were too many. I told him to go hard on us, that we could handle it. John Ross isn't gonna put the screws to Bo. And Bo is holding up his Wellen Formation pipeline."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What goods that do you? Dive a wedge between John Ross and Bo?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Not in the least. John Ross will handle it and go around Bo. No what it does is make Bo Ewing the people's champion. Sooner we build up that reputation, the sooner her gets elected to office and signs his half of Ewing Industries over to me in a blind trust." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"One step at a time then." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>In his morning meeting John Ross says, "No one's talking to Bo. He thinks what he's doing is the right thing. Hell, he could be. It's not like these pipelines don't have their issues. No, your job is to work your way around Bo. My brother keeps this up he'll be running for office. Maybe he's found his callin'."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Not if he's still out parting with young girls," Moe says. "And why's he going home with Bianca de le Vega?" </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Ben walks into the living room of a plush hacienda over looking a vast field. "Your host has taken very good care of you. How do you like Argentina?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>David turns around, "How's your contact with Long Dia?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"We've worked out a deal. He'll be in Dallas next week."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Good."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Your friend donated the money for the hospital and made the arrangements to lure Mitch to run the program." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Good. You'll need Mitch Cooper here to occupy your x-wife."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Amy Ewing came to see me." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Just out of the blue."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Yeah."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Be careful of her."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I only fed her the information we need them to know."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Good."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>At Southfork the family gathers in the living room. Lucy says to Bo as he rushes in, "Six sharp."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I know. I know. I made it." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Barely."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I came from Austin. Shouldn't I get a little leeway? Liddy, what are you doing here?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>John Ross answers, "I invited her to stay. We've been working all day, pouring through reports. Have I said how much I hate reading? Anyway, I asked her to stay for dinner. She's going to be staying in the guest room for the time being."</p><p></p><p></p><p>Lucy says, "And Al's in one of the cottages . . ."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Keep a better eye on security that way." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm just saying, this place is getting pretty full, even for me. Pamela's in one of the cottages." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"That's not my fault," John Ross says looking at Lucas. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I didn't know she was going to stay." Lucas takes a drink. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Amy asks, "Say Lucy, did you hear who they've brought in to head up the Jeremy D. Wendell Center for Reconstructive Surgery at Southwestern?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"No." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Dr. Mitch Cooper. Pamela mentioned she was having diner with her uncle tonight." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Why would Mitch be back in Dallas?" Lucy asks taking a big swig of her drink and sitting down, holding her glass up to be refilled. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"You want me to invite him over to find out?" Amy takes Lucy's glass and refills it. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"No I don't."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I made some calls. I've pretty involved with the hospital's fundraising. Apparently Richard Brandon created the J. David Wendell Professor of Reconstructive and Cosmetic Surgery position and they wanted your x-husband to fill the position."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Who's Richard Brandon and why would he do something like that?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>Liddy answers, "He's a hedge fund manager. I can only guess because David or Ben Wendell asked him to." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"For what?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Good question," Lucas states. "I'm gonna guess because you own a share of the Wendell company."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"And how do you know that?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I make it my business to know everything that goes on in my town."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"So what? So I got a share of Ben's business in the divorce. There wasn't anything to the company when we split up except some oil leases I helped him get with John Ross's help up in North Dakota, along time ago." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well you helped him start out with some loans since his father cut him off and putting him in touch with John Ross. Then his momma left him her share of Lee Oil and his brother helped him grow the company with sweetheart deals. Not much that snake oil salesman could do for himself. I'd say you were entitled to a share, but now you're gonna watch him sink the whole thing without his brother holding his hand."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I use to feel so sorry for him. But after two years of that, I couldn't stand to look at him."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Tell ya what, I'll buy your share of his company and you can be done with him." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"No business talk," John Ross announces. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Amy says, "I heard my Tío Carlos is constructing a public garden he's naming after Marta, in Mexico." </p><p></p><p></p><p>John Ross adds, "With a life size statue of her sitting on a bench, holding Steven while watching Jay and Sofi play in a fountain." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"How lovely," Lucy comments. "Sounds like a project he can work on for the rest of his life."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Pamela sits with Mitch Cooper at the dark Cattleman's Club. He says, "I don't get why Ben Wendell would think me being in Dallas would distract Lucy from his company if she's never said a thing before."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I don't know what he's up to, but I can tell you it's not to help people who need reconstructive surgery."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"There's no reason for me to even run into her. Besides if I can't trust him why are you in business with him?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"My partners want in on this Venezuelan oil bid."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I can't figure out why you're back in Dallas and why you're back in the oil business."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"My son needs me." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>A group of young girls, barely old enough to drink gather around a table celebrating something. The waitress turns down two of the five as underage. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Bo struts up to one of them, a beautiful blonde in skin tight, white nylon shorts and a v neck t-shirt. "So I'm thinking you're Heather Wendell."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Yes I am. And should I know you?" Heather checks him out with a big grin on her face.</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm Bo Ewing. I'm told we're suppose to hate each other."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Are we?"</p><p></p><p>Bo grins. "I think I heard your father and uncle are our enemies."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Since my Uncle David's rotting in some South American prison thanks to your family and my father's running some tiny oil company, small compared to the Ewing Brothers and my uncle's standards, I'd say you're winning." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Yeah well I'd say never bet against a Ewing when he's going after what he wants."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"And what is it you want, Bo Ewing?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"To get in your pants." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well you're direct."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Why not?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Yeah, not."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>In a motel room Bo and Heather go at it like wild animals, tearing each other's clothes off, humping over the counter so they can watch themselves in the mirror. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Undressing for bed Lucas says to Amy, "I'm counting on Bo to get us some information out of Heather Wendell." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Have you figured out Pamela's contact try?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Some guy named Jim Davis?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Who's that?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I haven't a clue, but neither does she, apparently. My guy said they text. She's been approached by curriers. With his associates, his word not mine, he's financed her purchase of Trident and to turn it into Barnes Wentworth. You remember a spike in silver prices a few years ago?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"No, but . . ."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Apparently she used her position at BNP to make it happen, BNP and the other big three in mining. These associates made a killing."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You can't get a trace on her texts?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"No. As my guy said, this person is using some very sophisticated software. The few phone calls they've had, he disguised his voice. It's been altered in a way she can't tell, but it's disguised. He's put her in touch with high ranking officials inside Venezuela."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"So you think that'll give her an edge in the bid?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"It's possible."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>In the morning John Ross wads up and tosses a letter across the room. "How the hell is he still dead! You're telling me it's not Carlos or Judith. We didn't know they were friends of JR's until a few years before he died. Well I didn't know about Judith and him until after he died. They just suddenly appear. What about Bum?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>Al says, "I have them all watched. It's just not possible."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Then there's a forth person."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I don't know who."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Then he's alive."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You saw him dead," Liddy says. "They did an autopsy." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Then explain these letters. JR could have been preparing for this for years but no way he wrote a letter for every situation. What was he clairvoyant? I'm sick of this. I want to know where the hell these letters are coming from. They're things he's written only JR should know." John Ross sits down, almost spell bound. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Pamela stomps up from the cottages carrying a vase of two dozen roses. Everyone's eating breakfast, including the kids. She throws them in the pool and turns to stare down John Ross. "Don't you ever send me flowers again!"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What hell ya talkin' 'bout darlin'?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Momma that was me. I sent them," Jay says. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"What?" Pamela looks stricken. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I said welcome home. I don't understand what was wrong."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I though . . . Oh sweetie." She bends down and hugs Jay. Sofi squeezes into the hug. "It said love John Ross, Jay, Sofi and Steven and I thought your dad sent them." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I just used Southfork's account. I'm sorry if I up set you."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Oh no. It was my fault. I jumped to a stupid conclusion. Just eat your breakfast. The two of you." She kisses them both and without looking at anyone goes back toward her cottage. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>At her door she says, "Why are you following me?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Because we should talk," John Ross answers. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"No we shouldn't. It's never ended well."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I know you love me. I know you left because you couldn't see me with Marta." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I left because Jay deserved a whole family, not a broken one."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Are you lying to me or yourself?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Leave me alone John Ross." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I know the kids love me but they need me. And I know Marta did, but . . . In all my life you're the only one who's ever made me feel loved. You risked your life to be able to do something you thought I wanted." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm not explaining that again." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I've never really hurt anyone. Disappointed people because they wanted something out of me, but never hurt them because no one really cared. I know you did. I know you still do. I fell in love with you the minute I meet you. Back when you wouldn't give me the time of day. When we were just kids. And I told Christopher who you were. He wouldn't believe me. I couldn't forget you. Though I've tried."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well you should. I don't love you. And I never did." Pamela goes in the cottage and slams the door.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Inside Pamela leans against the door and slides down out of breath. She begins to cry. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Bo walks out the back of the Ewing Museum with Heather. She recounts that the house use to belong to her uncle David. They walk a bit further into the formal garden. He asks, "Did you get it?" She hand him a flash drive. He grabs her up and kisses her, pats her butt and says, "Good girl." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>In his office Lucas is thrilled to go over the contents of the flash drive with Bo. "Problem is, Long Dia's playing both sides beyween Ben and Pamela. Now what to do about it?" He pats Bo on the shoulder, "Good work. I've got another assignment for you. There's a last minute open State Senate seat that you happen to live in. I want you in it."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What about the OLM?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Don't worry about that. I've got it covered." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I don't know about running for office."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You'll have people for that. You'll just need to keep your nose clean."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"That's the part I don't know about."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What about Liddy Wendell? You think you could talk her into settling down?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What? I don't know if I'd want to."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You think about it." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Lucy meets with Mitch at the hospital. "I figured we might as well get this over with," she says. </p><p></p><p></p><p>He hugs her. "How have you been Lucy?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm always good. And you?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Busy. New job. New Center. I was told the Ewing Foundation matched the Wendell grant but all the money up front. They want it named the Ewing Wendell Reconstructive Center. I assume that's what you want."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What I want is the name Wendell dropped. But your people were reluctant to go there."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"And I hear you're back in the oil business."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Not really. Just a silent investor in a few businesses." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I see. You must be glad, living at Southfork. I always knew how much it meant to you."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Funny enough I am. I've got my little room. I come and go as I want. I'm off to New York later in the week. Some shopping." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Good for you. I'm glad everything turned out well for you." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"And you?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm happy. I'm not jet setting but I'm happy with my life. Bought a new house. Not to far from the museum you opened up."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Nice neighborhood." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"It is. Well, I'd better get working. I hear you've got a meeting with our fundraising people. I hope we'll see each other around."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"That'd be nice."</p><p></p><p></p><p>Mitch hugs her again. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>A limousine comes roaring down a dirt driveway toward a barn where Bobby and Gary are busy celebrating a new calf. Once it comes to a quick halt John Ross gets out of the back and demands, "You better tell me you don't know a god damn thing!" He marches up to Bobby."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What hell's got into you boy?" Bobby questions. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Since JR died. I been getting letters from him. At first I assumed he wrote them all before he died. He had time to plan it out."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You said that before. Instructions for his master piece. But you already went through all that. You tellin' me there's more?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"The letters got too specific. Stuff only he knew and stuff he couldn't have predicted."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"So what he's got someone writing letters for him. What do you think it's me?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"No. I doubt you'd have anything to do with his schemes."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Certainly not to screw me and your mother out of Ewing Global. Carlos?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"No. I'm positive it's not him. Not Bum. Or Judith."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Judith who?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Judith Brown. Harris Ryland's mom. Turns out they were old friends. She was in on every bit of his scheme." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Figures. How can you be sure it wasn't one of them?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm sure. So I got figuring, maybe he didn't die."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I identified the body, John Ross. You were there." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I had him dug back up. Full autopsy. Stuff we wouldn't have considered. Reconstructive surgery. DNA testing."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"And?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"That isn't JR Ewing buried on Southfork." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"You got to be kidding me."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"No I'm not. So first thing I want, answers from Bum, but he's disappeared. Judith and Carlos are out of the country."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Wait a minute. How is this possible? Why?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"JR explained to me in a letter I needed a wake up call and having to step into my father's shoes was just what I needed to grow up."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"That's absurd."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Were talking JR Ewing's logic."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I swear to you John Ross, I had no idea."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"There's something else. I found Grandpa Jock's body in Venezuela. I'm having him flow up to be buried at Southfork." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"How'd you pull that off?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"JR, or who ever, put me in contact with this group, El Valle. I did a DNA test on him too. It's really grandpa. He lived a lot longer than anyone thought. The U.S. government sent him down to help rally support for a revolution among some wildcatters he knew."</p><p></p><p>"Oh my god."</p><p></p><p>"This time I think we might actually pull it off. There're stirring in the western third of the country. If it's successful Maracaibo will be a breakaway state."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Why are you involved in this?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Grandpa started it and I intend to see it through." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"It cost your grandpa his life."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm not gonna cower in a corner Uncle Bobby, but I've got three kids that need me. So I won't be risking my life either."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"After they almost killed Chris, he gave up. What he was doing was right. It wasn't just about making himself a lot of money. But they broke him."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Don't you worry, his patents are safe. And one day, one day I'll see to it that they live up to their promise."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Thank you."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Uncle Gary."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"John Ross."</p><p></p><p></p><p>John Ross gets back in his car and the car drives off. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Bobby and Gary are surprised about JR and are glad to know their daddy's returning to Southfork. Gary says, "So no one shot JR?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I guess not."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Do you think Sue Ellen knows?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Now that I think about, yes. Yes I do. Not long after John Ross took Ewing Global from us she just vanished. It wasn't just loosing the company. Something happened and I couldn't figure out what. She knew. I'm certain of it. In fact she said something about having to go have dinner with a very old friend." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Al meets Lucas at his car as he gets out after work. "I need to talk to you." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Sure. Go ahead."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Your digging around Pamela. You keep unearthing stuff you'd better stay clear of."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Like what?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"The Association. I don't know how much you know, but you should know enough to stay clear of them."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well Alejandro, since Pamela's up to her eye balls with them, I figure I'd rather know than not."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"John Ross has had enough trying to deal with them and hold onto Wentworth Tool and Die, not to mention the Ewing Extraction Process."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What's that got to do with Pamela?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"They attempted to kill Chris to keep his extraction process from sending the price of crude any lower with his extraction research. They killed Herbert and then Rebecca Wentworth over a drill bit that would have had the same effect. Her daughter's Pamela and Katherine are still in hiding because of it. And her son, Cliff Barnes, he risked his own daughter's life to get at the extraction process for them, which was better than the guarantee of them killing her, or worse. These aren't people you can deal with."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Sounds like someone has to."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Not by groping around in the dark."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"John Ross know who his wife is dealing with?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Yes he does. Unfortunately she doesn't. And neither do you. So you can back off on your own or I can speak to your cousin about where you're up to."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm not backing off to let Pamela get the upper hand on a deal over Ewing Oil. I don't care who's she's doing business with. You can tell John Ross that or would you prefer I did?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Be my guest." Al steps out of his way and Lucas walks up to the house. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>David Wendell meets with a man about his age and tells him, "I want Wendell's debt turned into shares, my shares. And I want Lucy Ewing out of the company."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"For a man in your position you make a lot of demands."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You tell Paul Sorensen what I want. If he wants to negotiate he can show up here, himself."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>"Paul," Lucy says walking up to a restaurant table in Dallas. They hug. "It's been way to long." They sit and begin small talk about life in New York. "Alright, you came all the way here because you want something," Lucas says. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Fair enough. I want in on this Venezuelan oil bid". </p><p></p><p></p><p>Lucy laughs. "How many bidders are there?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I've heard a dozen, each a combination of companies, like the Calco Corporation with Ewing Oil and Saddle Tree."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well you're not here to buy me out of Ewing Oil. So how much for Wendell?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>He takes a check out of his pocket and hands it to her."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You are serious."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"That's almost as much as you got when my brother died."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Yeah as I recall you wanted me out of the family in a hurry. I'm not going to ask what makes you think half of Wendell is worth this much, because of you did answer you'd lie anyway." </p><p></p><p></p><p>A hug grin crosses Paul's face. "It's been a long time Lucy." He reaches out and touches her hand. "My brother was a lucky man." </p><p></p><p></p><p>Lucy recoils. "He could have done with a more caring family." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well, the Sorensen's are a very pragmatic bunch."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I see." Lucy holds up the check. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I don't know why you married that toad, Ben Wendell, in the first place." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"We all have our weak moments. The fact that my Uncle JR disapproved helped. I got a wedding gift in the mail. He was in the nursing home the first time. Wasn't saying a word to anyone. A shot gun arrived as a wedding gift. Nicely wrapped. No card. It brought a smile to my grandmother's face. She didn't approve of the marriage either." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well good thing you didn't listen to them." Paul nods to the check. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"It's a generous offer. I should of held out. But I already sold my share."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"To who?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>She holds out her hand. </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm not giving it to you for information."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Then I'm not telling. But I know you brought it. You're not stupid enough to think I'd make any deal without it being included. Your brother gave it to me." He hands her a large jewelry box. She opens it to see an exquisite diamond necklace with matching earrings, almost lace in quality, though containing enormous stones of various shades of blue surrounded in a sea of transparent glitter. She motions over to a young man. Standing at the table he examines the jewelry. He nods with a big smile and takes it with him, right out of the restaurant, surrounded by what appear to be guards. "Marie Antoinette would be happy to see it returned to the light of day don't you think?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"The name?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"BNP."</p><p></p><p></p><p>Paul's face turns to stone as he gets up and walks out. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Lucy sits back watching him with an enormous grin on her face. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Dinner breaks up. The family goes their way. Lucy and Amy take the kids up stair. John Ross tells them he'll be up to read them a story. Bo says he's meeting some guys up at the Whole in the Wall and leaves. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Lucas follows John Ross into his study. "Your friend Al confronted me in the driveway before dinner."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I heard."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"What, he run in ta tell ya?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Sent me a text as a heads up. But I knew he was gonna talk to ya."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm not backing off to let Pamela get the upper hand on a deal over Ewing Oil." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"That's fine."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Fine? Al made it sound like you'd expect me to back off her."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Nope."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Who the hell are these people she's dealin' with?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I don't know. If I knew, I'd do something about 'em. That's the thing. You'll see people who you think know, but don't. The people you know dealing with Pamela, they don't know who they're dealing with themselves."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Oh come on. This is bull shit. She meet with Paul Sorensen and Long Dia." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"Paul Sorensen?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Lucy meet with him too. He was her brother-in-law."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I know who he is. I went to school with a cousin of his. Are you keeping an eye on Lucy? Cause you better not let her find out." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"She owns a piece of Ewing Oil."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"So do I. You're not spying on me are ya?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>"I do what I have to do."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"Well Lucas, you remember that. We all do." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Paul walks into Pamela's office. "So you heard BNP sold me their share of Wendell Petroleum and Gas," she says. "I've submitted an offer to Ben for his share as well. I'm also working with BNP and SinoChang to put together a Venezuelan off shore bid. That should about cover everything. Anything else you came to see me about?" </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I have some backers who want in." </p><p></p><p></p><p>"I'm not looking for any other partners."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"You've taken on a lot of debt. I can help ease your burden."</p><p></p><p></p><p>"No thank you." </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Ben sits reading a book in his living room. A bullet silently pierces his window and into his skull. His body falls to the floor and a pool of blood floods around his head.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="stevew, post: 85706, member: 130"] In their morning meetings Liddy says, "If they'd use the money to diversify their economy, that'd be great. But they won't. The Venezuelan government will go on a spending spree until it's all gone." "I don't care about their reasons," Moe says. "I'm suspicious they'll follow through." "What we need from the two of you is security for our bids, information," looking at Moe, "and intervention, "looking at Al. Moe says, "No one can guarantee these bids. We shouldn't be involved in them, not even through the DLV Group. And certainly not using some of our advanced technology for extraction. Not until there's a regime change, a sustained one. Besides the Chinese plan on walking away with all these leases. That's the only information I'm hearing." John Ross watches the conversation like a three way tennis match. Al says, "What I want to know is why is Barnes Wentworth and Wendell putting in a bid. Pamela strips David Wendell of every dine. They've dug up money hidden in Europe and South Korean and taken it. He's rotting away for life in prison and his brother trusts her in some one in a million chance at a joint bid, that even if they win, the world is skeptical of Venezuelan's long term prospects." "So what gives?" Liddy asks. "I'd like to know why she's even in the oil business," Moe asks. "When she left for Europe she went to work in mining. And we need a better reading on Ben." Amy asks Ben what he'll do without his brother. "Not every deal I put together was tied to him." "Sure it was." Amy swirls her red wine while looking at Ben's penthouse view. "I heard you've got some Chinese friends backing your bid." "Did you?" "Come on Ben. We know what's going to happen. Lucas gets in on this and Ewing Oil gets burned." "That'd be my guess." "But you're not worried. You're jumping in with both feet. You've got something up." "Maybe I have." Bo leaves a Dallas night club with two young girls, all laughing, a bit drunk. A limousine pulls up and Bianca de le Vega gets out. "Mr. Ewing. You do know these two girls you got drunk aren't twenty-one?" "Who the hell are you?" "A friend of your brother's. Bianca de le Vega." She them motions to two men with her, "Take care of them so they don't bother Mr. Ewing." The men pull the girls away. "Need a ride?" She helps Bo into her car, groping his ass in the process. "So I hear you're on the board of the OLM." Late at night Lucas is working in his office going over financials when Al steps in. "What's up with this Venezuelan bid?" "Why are you interested in my business?" "And you've got the DLV Group and Saddle Tree as partners." "I've got enough stress in my life putting this together without you going back to my cousin to tell on me." Al massages his neck and shoulders. "You know I wouldn't hurt you." "I know you and John Ross discuss Ewing Oil with Moe and Liddy." "As an investment of Ewing Industries." "Do you know Ben Wendell is putting in a bid?" "It was brought up," Lucas says. "Did you know that Lucy was married to Ben?" "Heard." "Did you know that Lucy owns half his company?" "No I didn't. How do you know?" "I have my sources." Al reaches in front and massages Lucas's chest. Lucas slides into bed next to Amy in the dark of night. Amy says, "So how are you holding up?" "I know everything I'm going to know about Long Dia." "I'm confident you can handle him." "I let John Ross's team know about Lucy being Ben Wendell's partner too." "Why?" "To get them looking over her shoulder as much as they're looking over mine." "Ok." "Bianca de le Vega got to Bo tonight." "Really. Why?" "I don't know. She had to be watching him to know what he's got up to. She's in with much of Latin America, but I can't have her manipulating Bo. I'll have to figure out a way to deal with her." "How's he doing on the OLM board." "Brilliant. At first recused himself of anything related to a Ewing Investment. I convinced him that those were too many. I told him to go hard on us, that we could handle it. John Ross isn't gonna put the screws to Bo. And Bo is holding up his Wellen Formation pipeline." "What goods that do you? Dive a wedge between John Ross and Bo?" "Not in the least. John Ross will handle it and go around Bo. No what it does is make Bo Ewing the people's champion. Sooner we build up that reputation, the sooner her gets elected to office and signs his half of Ewing Industries over to me in a blind trust." "One step at a time then." In his morning meeting John Ross says, "No one's talking to Bo. He thinks what he's doing is the right thing. Hell, he could be. It's not like these pipelines don't have their issues. No, your job is to work your way around Bo. My brother keeps this up he'll be running for office. Maybe he's found his callin'." "Not if he's still out parting with young girls," Moe says. "And why's he going home with Bianca de le Vega?" Ben walks into the living room of a plush hacienda over looking a vast field. "Your host has taken very good care of you. How do you like Argentina?" David turns around, "How's your contact with Long Dia?" "We've worked out a deal. He'll be in Dallas next week." "Good." "Your friend donated the money for the hospital and made the arrangements to lure Mitch to run the program." "Good. You'll need Mitch Cooper here to occupy your x-wife." "Amy Ewing came to see me." "Just out of the blue." "Yeah." "Be careful of her." "I only fed her the information we need them to know." "Good." At Southfork the family gathers in the living room. Lucy says to Bo as he rushes in, "Six sharp." "I know. I know. I made it." "Barely." "I came from Austin. Shouldn't I get a little leeway? Liddy, what are you doing here?" John Ross answers, "I invited her to stay. We've been working all day, pouring through reports. Have I said how much I hate reading? Anyway, I asked her to stay for dinner. She's going to be staying in the guest room for the time being." Lucy says, "And Al's in one of the cottages . . ." "Keep a better eye on security that way." "I'm just saying, this place is getting pretty full, even for me. Pamela's in one of the cottages." "That's not my fault," John Ross says looking at Lucas. "I didn't know she was going to stay." Lucas takes a drink. Amy asks, "Say Lucy, did you hear who they've brought in to head up the Jeremy D. Wendell Center for Reconstructive Surgery at Southwestern?" "No." "Dr. Mitch Cooper. Pamela mentioned she was having diner with her uncle tonight." "Why would Mitch be back in Dallas?" Lucy asks taking a big swig of her drink and sitting down, holding her glass up to be refilled. "You want me to invite him over to find out?" Amy takes Lucy's glass and refills it. "No I don't." "I made some calls. I've pretty involved with the hospital's fundraising. Apparently Richard Brandon created the J. David Wendell Professor of Reconstructive and Cosmetic Surgery position and they wanted your x-husband to fill the position." "Who's Richard Brandon and why would he do something like that?" Liddy answers, "He's a hedge fund manager. I can only guess because David or Ben Wendell asked him to." "For what?" "Good question," Lucas states. "I'm gonna guess because you own a share of the Wendell company." "And how do you know that?" "I make it my business to know everything that goes on in my town." "So what? So I got a share of Ben's business in the divorce. There wasn't anything to the company when we split up except some oil leases I helped him get with John Ross's help up in North Dakota, along time ago." "Well you helped him start out with some loans since his father cut him off and putting him in touch with John Ross. Then his momma left him her share of Lee Oil and his brother helped him grow the company with sweetheart deals. Not much that snake oil salesman could do for himself. I'd say you were entitled to a share, but now you're gonna watch him sink the whole thing without his brother holding his hand." "I use to feel so sorry for him. But after two years of that, I couldn't stand to look at him." "Tell ya what, I'll buy your share of his company and you can be done with him." "No business talk," John Ross announces. Amy says, "I heard my Tío Carlos is constructing a public garden he's naming after Marta, in Mexico." John Ross adds, "With a life size statue of her sitting on a bench, holding Steven while watching Jay and Sofi play in a fountain." "How lovely," Lucy comments. "Sounds like a project he can work on for the rest of his life." Pamela sits with Mitch Cooper at the dark Cattleman's Club. He says, "I don't get why Ben Wendell would think me being in Dallas would distract Lucy from his company if she's never said a thing before." "I don't know what he's up to, but I can tell you it's not to help people who need reconstructive surgery." "There's no reason for me to even run into her. Besides if I can't trust him why are you in business with him?" "My partners want in on this Venezuelan oil bid." "I can't figure out why you're back in Dallas and why you're back in the oil business." "My son needs me." A group of young girls, barely old enough to drink gather around a table celebrating something. The waitress turns down two of the five as underage. Bo struts up to one of them, a beautiful blonde in skin tight, white nylon shorts and a v neck t-shirt. "So I'm thinking you're Heather Wendell." "Yes I am. And should I know you?" Heather checks him out with a big grin on her face. "I'm Bo Ewing. I'm told we're suppose to hate each other." "Are we?" Bo grins. "I think I heard your father and uncle are our enemies." "Since my Uncle David's rotting in some South American prison thanks to your family and my father's running some tiny oil company, small compared to the Ewing Brothers and my uncle's standards, I'd say you're winning." "Yeah well I'd say never bet against a Ewing when he's going after what he wants." "And what is it you want, Bo Ewing?" "To get in your pants." "Well you're direct." "Why not?" "Yeah, not." In a motel room Bo and Heather go at it like wild animals, tearing each other's clothes off, humping over the counter so they can watch themselves in the mirror. Undressing for bed Lucas says to Amy, "I'm counting on Bo to get us some information out of Heather Wendell." "Have you figured out Pamela's contact try?" "Some guy named Jim Davis?" "Who's that?" "I haven't a clue, but neither does she, apparently. My guy said they text. She's been approached by curriers. With his associates, his word not mine, he's financed her purchase of Trident and to turn it into Barnes Wentworth. You remember a spike in silver prices a few years ago?" "No, but . . ." "Apparently she used her position at BNP to make it happen, BNP and the other big three in mining. These associates made a killing." "You can't get a trace on her texts?" "No. As my guy said, this person is using some very sophisticated software. The few phone calls they've had, he disguised his voice. It's been altered in a way she can't tell, but it's disguised. He's put her in touch with high ranking officials inside Venezuela." "So you think that'll give her an edge in the bid?" "It's possible." In the morning John Ross wads up and tosses a letter across the room. "How the hell is he still dead! You're telling me it's not Carlos or Judith. We didn't know they were friends of JR's until a few years before he died. Well I didn't know about Judith and him until after he died. They just suddenly appear. What about Bum?" Al says, "I have them all watched. It's just not possible." "Then there's a forth person." "I don't know who." "Then he's alive." "You saw him dead," Liddy says. "They did an autopsy." "Then explain these letters. JR could have been preparing for this for years but no way he wrote a letter for every situation. What was he clairvoyant? I'm sick of this. I want to know where the hell these letters are coming from. They're things he's written only JR should know." John Ross sits down, almost spell bound. Pamela stomps up from the cottages carrying a vase of two dozen roses. Everyone's eating breakfast, including the kids. She throws them in the pool and turns to stare down John Ross. "Don't you ever send me flowers again!" "What hell ya talkin' 'bout darlin'?" "Momma that was me. I sent them," Jay says. "What?" Pamela looks stricken. "I said welcome home. I don't understand what was wrong." "I though . . . Oh sweetie." She bends down and hugs Jay. Sofi squeezes into the hug. "It said love John Ross, Jay, Sofi and Steven and I thought your dad sent them." "I just used Southfork's account. I'm sorry if I up set you." "Oh no. It was my fault. I jumped to a stupid conclusion. Just eat your breakfast. The two of you." She kisses them both and without looking at anyone goes back toward her cottage. At her door she says, "Why are you following me?" "Because we should talk," John Ross answers. "No we shouldn't. It's never ended well." "I know you love me. I know you left because you couldn't see me with Marta." "I left because Jay deserved a whole family, not a broken one." "Are you lying to me or yourself?" "Leave me alone John Ross." "I know the kids love me but they need me. And I know Marta did, but . . . In all my life you're the only one who's ever made me feel loved. You risked your life to be able to do something you thought I wanted." "I'm not explaining that again." "I've never really hurt anyone. Disappointed people because they wanted something out of me, but never hurt them because no one really cared. I know you did. I know you still do. I fell in love with you the minute I meet you. Back when you wouldn't give me the time of day. When we were just kids. And I told Christopher who you were. He wouldn't believe me. I couldn't forget you. Though I've tried." "Well you should. I don't love you. And I never did." Pamela goes in the cottage and slams the door. Inside Pamela leans against the door and slides down out of breath. She begins to cry. Bo walks out the back of the Ewing Museum with Heather. She recounts that the house use to belong to her uncle David. They walk a bit further into the formal garden. He asks, "Did you get it?" She hand him a flash drive. He grabs her up and kisses her, pats her butt and says, "Good girl." In his office Lucas is thrilled to go over the contents of the flash drive with Bo. "Problem is, Long Dia's playing both sides beyween Ben and Pamela. Now what to do about it?" He pats Bo on the shoulder, "Good work. I've got another assignment for you. There's a last minute open State Senate seat that you happen to live in. I want you in it." "What about the OLM?" "Don't worry about that. I've got it covered." "I don't know about running for office." "You'll have people for that. You'll just need to keep your nose clean." "That's the part I don't know about." "What about Liddy Wendell? You think you could talk her into settling down?" "What? I don't know if I'd want to." "You think about it." Lucy meets with Mitch at the hospital. "I figured we might as well get this over with," she says. He hugs her. "How have you been Lucy?" "I'm always good. And you?" "Busy. New job. New Center. I was told the Ewing Foundation matched the Wendell grant but all the money up front. They want it named the Ewing Wendell Reconstructive Center. I assume that's what you want." "What I want is the name Wendell dropped. But your people were reluctant to go there." "And I hear you're back in the oil business." "Not really. Just a silent investor in a few businesses." "I see. You must be glad, living at Southfork. I always knew how much it meant to you." "Funny enough I am. I've got my little room. I come and go as I want. I'm off to New York later in the week. Some shopping." "Good for you. I'm glad everything turned out well for you." "And you?" "I'm happy. I'm not jet setting but I'm happy with my life. Bought a new house. Not to far from the museum you opened up." "Nice neighborhood." "It is. Well, I'd better get working. I hear you've got a meeting with our fundraising people. I hope we'll see each other around." "That'd be nice." Mitch hugs her again. A limousine comes roaring down a dirt driveway toward a barn where Bobby and Gary are busy celebrating a new calf. Once it comes to a quick halt John Ross gets out of the back and demands, "You better tell me you don't know a god damn thing!" He marches up to Bobby." "What hell's got into you boy?" Bobby questions. "Since JR died. I been getting letters from him. At first I assumed he wrote them all before he died. He had time to plan it out." "You said that before. Instructions for his master piece. But you already went through all that. You tellin' me there's more?" "The letters got too specific. Stuff only he knew and stuff he couldn't have predicted." "So what he's got someone writing letters for him. What do you think it's me?" "No. I doubt you'd have anything to do with his schemes." "Certainly not to screw me and your mother out of Ewing Global. Carlos?" "No. I'm positive it's not him. Not Bum. Or Judith." "Judith who?" "Judith Brown. Harris Ryland's mom. Turns out they were old friends. She was in on every bit of his scheme." "Figures. How can you be sure it wasn't one of them?" "I'm sure. So I got figuring, maybe he didn't die." "I identified the body, John Ross. You were there." "I had him dug back up. Full autopsy. Stuff we wouldn't have considered. Reconstructive surgery. DNA testing." "And?" "That isn't JR Ewing buried on Southfork." "You got to be kidding me." "No I'm not. So first thing I want, answers from Bum, but he's disappeared. Judith and Carlos are out of the country." "Wait a minute. How is this possible? Why?" "JR explained to me in a letter I needed a wake up call and having to step into my father's shoes was just what I needed to grow up." "That's absurd." "Were talking JR Ewing's logic." "I swear to you John Ross, I had no idea." "There's something else. I found Grandpa Jock's body in Venezuela. I'm having him flow up to be buried at Southfork." "How'd you pull that off?" "JR, or who ever, put me in contact with this group, El Valle. I did a DNA test on him too. It's really grandpa. He lived a lot longer than anyone thought. The U.S. government sent him down to help rally support for a revolution among some wildcatters he knew." "Oh my god." "This time I think we might actually pull it off. There're stirring in the western third of the country. If it's successful Maracaibo will be a breakaway state." "Why are you involved in this?" "Grandpa started it and I intend to see it through." "It cost your grandpa his life." "I'm not gonna cower in a corner Uncle Bobby, but I've got three kids that need me. So I won't be risking my life either." "After they almost killed Chris, he gave up. What he was doing was right. It wasn't just about making himself a lot of money. But they broke him." "Don't you worry, his patents are safe. And one day, one day I'll see to it that they live up to their promise." "Thank you." "Uncle Gary." "John Ross." John Ross gets back in his car and the car drives off. Bobby and Gary are surprised about JR and are glad to know their daddy's returning to Southfork. Gary says, "So no one shot JR?" "I guess not." "Do you think Sue Ellen knows?" "Now that I think about, yes. Yes I do. Not long after John Ross took Ewing Global from us she just vanished. It wasn't just loosing the company. Something happened and I couldn't figure out what. She knew. I'm certain of it. In fact she said something about having to go have dinner with a very old friend." Al meets Lucas at his car as he gets out after work. "I need to talk to you." "Sure. Go ahead." "Your digging around Pamela. You keep unearthing stuff you'd better stay clear of." "Like what?" "The Association. I don't know how much you know, but you should know enough to stay clear of them." "Well Alejandro, since Pamela's up to her eye balls with them, I figure I'd rather know than not." "John Ross has had enough trying to deal with them and hold onto Wentworth Tool and Die, not to mention the Ewing Extraction Process." "What's that got to do with Pamela?" "They attempted to kill Chris to keep his extraction process from sending the price of crude any lower with his extraction research. They killed Herbert and then Rebecca Wentworth over a drill bit that would have had the same effect. Her daughter's Pamela and Katherine are still in hiding because of it. And her son, Cliff Barnes, he risked his own daughter's life to get at the extraction process for them, which was better than the guarantee of them killing her, or worse. These aren't people you can deal with." "Sounds like someone has to." "Not by groping around in the dark." "John Ross know who his wife is dealing with?" "Yes he does. Unfortunately she doesn't. And neither do you. So you can back off on your own or I can speak to your cousin about where you're up to." "I'm not backing off to let Pamela get the upper hand on a deal over Ewing Oil. I don't care who's she's doing business with. You can tell John Ross that or would you prefer I did?" "Be my guest." Al steps out of his way and Lucas walks up to the house. David Wendell meets with a man about his age and tells him, "I want Wendell's debt turned into shares, my shares. And I want Lucy Ewing out of the company." "For a man in your position you make a lot of demands." "You tell Paul Sorensen what I want. If he wants to negotiate he can show up here, himself." "Paul," Lucy says walking up to a restaurant table in Dallas. They hug. "It's been way to long." They sit and begin small talk about life in New York. "Alright, you came all the way here because you want something," Lucas says. "Fair enough. I want in on this Venezuelan oil bid". Lucy laughs. "How many bidders are there?" "I've heard a dozen, each a combination of companies, like the Calco Corporation with Ewing Oil and Saddle Tree." "Well you're not here to buy me out of Ewing Oil. So how much for Wendell?" He takes a check out of his pocket and hands it to her." "You are serious." "That's almost as much as you got when my brother died." "Yeah as I recall you wanted me out of the family in a hurry. I'm not going to ask what makes you think half of Wendell is worth this much, because of you did answer you'd lie anyway." A hug grin crosses Paul's face. "It's been a long time Lucy." He reaches out and touches her hand. "My brother was a lucky man." Lucy recoils. "He could have done with a more caring family." "Well, the Sorensen's are a very pragmatic bunch." "I see." Lucy holds up the check. "I don't know why you married that toad, Ben Wendell, in the first place." "We all have our weak moments. The fact that my Uncle JR disapproved helped. I got a wedding gift in the mail. He was in the nursing home the first time. Wasn't saying a word to anyone. A shot gun arrived as a wedding gift. Nicely wrapped. No card. It brought a smile to my grandmother's face. She didn't approve of the marriage either." "Well good thing you didn't listen to them." Paul nods to the check. "It's a generous offer. I should of held out. But I already sold my share." "To who?" She holds out her hand. "I'm not giving it to you for information." "Then I'm not telling. But I know you brought it. You're not stupid enough to think I'd make any deal without it being included. Your brother gave it to me." He hands her a large jewelry box. She opens it to see an exquisite diamond necklace with matching earrings, almost lace in quality, though containing enormous stones of various shades of blue surrounded in a sea of transparent glitter. She motions over to a young man. Standing at the table he examines the jewelry. He nods with a big smile and takes it with him, right out of the restaurant, surrounded by what appear to be guards. "Marie Antoinette would be happy to see it returned to the light of day don't you think?" "The name?" "BNP." Paul's face turns to stone as he gets up and walks out. Lucy sits back watching him with an enormous grin on her face. Dinner breaks up. The family goes their way. Lucy and Amy take the kids up stair. John Ross tells them he'll be up to read them a story. Bo says he's meeting some guys up at the Whole in the Wall and leaves. Lucas follows John Ross into his study. "Your friend Al confronted me in the driveway before dinner." "I heard." "What, he run in ta tell ya?" "Sent me a text as a heads up. But I knew he was gonna talk to ya." "I'm not backing off to let Pamela get the upper hand on a deal over Ewing Oil." "That's fine." "Fine? Al made it sound like you'd expect me to back off her." "Nope." "Who the hell are these people she's dealin' with?" "I don't know. If I knew, I'd do something about 'em. That's the thing. You'll see people who you think know, but don't. The people you know dealing with Pamela, they don't know who they're dealing with themselves." "Oh come on. This is bull shit. She meet with Paul Sorensen and Long Dia." "Paul Sorensen?" "Lucy meet with him too. He was her brother-in-law." "I know who he is. I went to school with a cousin of his. Are you keeping an eye on Lucy? Cause you better not let her find out." "She owns a piece of Ewing Oil." "So do I. You're not spying on me are ya?" "I do what I have to do." "Well Lucas, you remember that. We all do." Paul walks into Pamela's office. "So you heard BNP sold me their share of Wendell Petroleum and Gas," she says. "I've submitted an offer to Ben for his share as well. I'm also working with BNP and SinoChang to put together a Venezuelan off shore bid. That should about cover everything. Anything else you came to see me about?" "I have some backers who want in." "I'm not looking for any other partners." "You've taken on a lot of debt. I can help ease your burden." "No thank you." Ben sits reading a book in his living room. A bullet silently pierces his window and into his skull. His body falls to the floor and a pool of blood floods around his head. [/QUOTE]
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