Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
She ignored me as usual, which only pissed me off, and that started another argument. I never miss a chance to tell her how much I hated her or how lacking she was compared to my ex. “Look at this house, you fucking pig. And where’s the kid that you wanted so much? Did you pawn him off on my mother again, you worthless bitch?”
“Worthless? Worthless? At least I gave you a kid when that cold bitch couldn’t.”
“Don’t talk about her like that; she’s better than you in every way. It’s because of you, all because of you. I never should’ve touched you in the first place; look at you.”
I was feeling angry and hurt because Mandy had moved on, so I lashed out more and more against the woman I held responsible for taking her away from me. I don’t even know half of what I said, but it felt good to finally get most of it off my chest.
All the hate and anger I felt inside came pouring out in a drunken rage that seemed to go on forever. She came yelling and screaming at me with her eyes looking wild and crazy. No doubt she was high on something. I rolled over and faced the back of the couch to ignore her, and that must’ve been too much because she started screeching and punching me.
I was too drunk at first to realize that there was something in her hand, and by the time I did, it was too late. I felt myself going in and out of consciousness as I begged her to stop, but by then, it was too late. I thought I heard raised voices just as the darkness took me.
THUNDER
I had just dropped Amanda off at the bakery when my phone rang. “Yeah, Jake, what’s up?”
“What the fuck, Thunder, what the hell did you send me into?”
“What? Don’t you handle drug busts?”
“Yeah, but not attempted murder.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“She was in the middle of fucking killing him when we busted down the door. What the fuck? Who are these people?” It took me a minute to quell the laughter that would be so misplaced here, not that Jake would care; he’d seen it all. I guess he was pissed about the paperwork.
“Now I have to write this shit up, and it’ll take for fucking ever with court dates and bullshit.”
“Sorry, Summers, that you have to do your damn job.”
“Fuck you, say hi to Amanda for me, I gotta go.”
What the hell happened? Damn, now I have to scramble to get the rest of my shit done. She only attempted to kill the fuck, so he wasn’t dead, more is the pity. But what the hell happened in that house? I sent Jake after the drugs I’d had Kieran plant there, but I had no hand in whatever the hell he’d walked in on. Oh, to be a fly on the wall.
If I cared, it might’ve put a crimp in my sails, but I was more of the mind to strike while the iron was hot. I called Kieran since he was the one closest to the situation and was good at this shit with his used car salesman bullshit.
“You ready? There’s been a bit of a development. They’ve been arrested, but he’s in the hospital fighting for his life.”
“Did you….?”
“No, you fuck. I was at home with my wife.”
“Okay, just asking to be sure. So we don’t need to call in the cleaner?”
“What did I just say? No, today is the mother’s turn. You have everything you need, right?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good. Things might be even easier now because she’s going to be distracted with her son in the hospital, so do your thing and call me when it’s done.”
“Will do, boss; I’ll call you when it’s done.”
Shit, DNA testing the baby will have to be moved up a bit with this turn of events, but there’s no rush. Cecile will have him in her care, no doubt, now that both his parents have been arrested, with one in the hospital fighting for his life.
Cecile’s deal was much easier. I could’ve left it at just taking the grandson she’d fought so hard for away from her, but that wasn’t enough, not after she accosted my woman. Now, I have to hurt her in a way that she’d always remember. She took everything away from Amanda; now it’s only fair that she face the same.
CECILE
Where is he? I looked down the hospital corridor for my husband, but he was nowhere to be found. I paced back and forth in the grimy little hallway of the hospital and bit my nails down to the nub. My head was in such a jumble that I couldn’t get anything to make sense.
Why is this happening? Why should I lose one more thing in this life? I’ve suffered through a loveless marriage with a man who cheated on me every day of our marriage, and I do mean every day. On our wedding night, he spent the night in the maid of honor’s bed.