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</div>Name:  Jason Edwards<br/>Age:  37<br/>Height:  6'2"<br/>Weight:  174 lbs<br/><br/>Stepping out of the dim light of the ship terminal and into the sunlight, Jason took a moment to admire the lines of the ship he was about to board.  She was big, sleek and powerful.  And she was headed for someplace where no one knew him.  Which was important to him.  He looked back for a moment at Rachel, his sister-in-law.  It was she who had persuaded him to take a cruise, now that the trial was over and he'd been found innocent in her sister's death.  Only she and her brother David knew the truth of Jason's innocence, though.  That's because they'd helped him clean up the mess Sadie had left behind.  Rachel gave him a smile and a wave of goodbye, before turning to head back to her car.<br/><br/>Jason felt a little bit naked without the beard.  But his face with the beard had been all over the news for the last month.  He shaved it off so he could slip by the paparazzi that were camped out around his estate.  A dot-com multimillionaire, he'd only been married to Sadie for a little over a year.  Rachel and David had both warned him before the wedding about her kinky side.  What they didn't realize was that was one of the reasons he had been attracted to her.  She was bold and dangerous and different from any other woman he had ever known.<br/><br/>It was during one of their more extreme role plays that she'd died.  Nearly everyone in the country assumed he was guilty of murder.  That's because he'd chosen a trial before a judge rather than a jury and then had asked for a closed trial.  The judge, upon hearing some details of Sadie's death, had even excluded the media from the trial.  The media immediately assumed a cover-up.  If you didn't allow the media or a jury to hear the case, then surely you must have something to hide.  But Jason was quite willing to let the media and public believe in his guilt, as long as he could protect Sadie's good name.  He loved her too much to let the media drag her reputation through the mud.<br/><br/>Jason looked back once more, but Rachel was gone.  It was then he noticed a woman a couple of places behind him.  She was beautiful!  Though fortunately, she looked nothing like Sadie.  It would be painful to meet someone who looked like his late wife on this cruise.  Not that he had any intention of looking for companionship.  Besides, the woman had a wedding ring.  And the way she spoke to the man behind her, he was clearly her husband.  She seemed to be excited to be on the cruise, while he seemed a little too distracted by his cellphone.  A woman as lovely as her should have had his undivided attention.  That's how Jason was with Sadie.  Granted, he had the advantage of retiring young and with enough money that he could afford to give her all his attention.<br/><br/>Turning to look at the ship once more, Jason debated whether to take the full three-week cruise or find a place to hide away during one of the stops along the way.  Maybe one of the smaller and out-of-the-way islands that were part of the Bahamas?  The media might be still camped out outside his estate upon his return in three weeks.  But a longer absence might cause them to lose interest.  He gave his name to the purser, received his key card and headed up the gangway, uncertain of what his plans were.