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“That’s a story for another time; just know that they’re into some very heavy stuff. Nothing to do with what you’ve got going on here, though. By the way, while all of this was going on, your team forgot to tell you that Helen was arrested for murder.”
“Whose murder?” My first thought was of Mom or Dad, and my heart almost stopped.
“Her stepmom.”
“What? Why did she do that?”
“She didn’t, not really anyway.”
“What do you mean?”
“She pushed the old lady, and she fell and hit her head. But she got up and moved around. Then after your… Helen left; she just died. She was on blood thinners, so that may have added to the brain bleed; who knows?”
“But why do they think that Helen did it?”
“Because she died not long after Helen was served at her house. She was the only other person there, and the neighbors saw her acting suspiciously. It didn’t help that she stole the old lady’s truck. Anyway, it doesn’t look like she’s going to get bail. Violence against the elderly is frowned upon, apparently, plus I’m pretty sure your husband had a hand in that.”
This day just keeps getting stranger and stranger. “Where’s Lacey?” Jackie inclined her head to a room down the hall from Mitzie’s. Apparently, she’d had to rescue all the women that were at Pete’s tonight because those men had other ideas.
I’m not sure about all the details, but I believe her when she says it’s heavy. I have enough on my plate as it is and things seem to be moving really fast since we came home. I thought I had everything under control, but I kept running into hidden shit every other step.
Like the conversation I just had with Mitzie. I don’t know why I never saw it before or how I had been so blind to the truth. For some reason, I always forgot that she was my age when everything first went down as well.
I always attributed Helen’s bullshit to her, by extension, but the truth is, she didn’t have any more control over the situation than I did. We were both victims and knowing that, I can’t in good conscience take my anger out on her.
Now I find myself in the precarious position of having to help her because her mother had fucked up both our lives for her own gain. Now, I was about to go face Lacey for the first time. Not because of the thing with Denny; she’d done me a favor there, as far as I’m concerned. But I need to know just how fucking depraved she is before I move on to the next phase in this thing.
If that’s enough, I can’t stop thinking about Natalie’s son and what he’s going through behind closed doors. Thankfully, Sabrina had already set up a date at her house so we could get started on what I had planned. No matter what, I’m going to make sure she loses that kid because if he could do that shit once, I don’t trust her not to do that shit again.
The fact that she did it out in the open haunts me, truth be told, and I don’t think I’ll rest easy until we get there this weekend. I had a whole thing planned out for her, but it appears that bitch is crazy already. One death on my conscience is enough.
I wasn’t there when Helen pushed that lady, but I’m sure that my actions had led her to it. Not that I’m taking the blame for her actions, but I like to be honest with myself, and I know for a fact had she not been homeless, she never would’ve been at that woman’s house.
Don’t get me wrong, that bitch was bound to hurt someone sooner or later, but I’d have much rather it had been me. All the same, she’s better off in jail than living on the streets. At least there, she’d get a bed and three square meals a day.
I followed Jacks to the room where they’d taken Lacey. Apparently, she’d had some bad stuff as well, and from what little I’d gathered from Jacks so far, it was a party that went very wrong when two characters she recognized from somewhere showed up.
She wouldn’t tell me who they were or what they were into, and I got the feeling that my husband was somehow behind her silence, and from that, I knew that pushing would get me nowhere.
Lacey wasn’t as bad as Mitzie, but she still looked rough. She was none too pleased to see me, and I was glad to see she still had some fight left in her. That way, I won’t feel too bad no matter how things shake out here.
“You, what the hell do you want?”
“I have one question. Do you know what they were going to do?”
“What, who was going to do?”
“Those men that were there tonight. Did you know what they planned to do to Mitzie?”
She scoffed and slouched down in the hospital bed. “What do you care? Don’t you hate her guts? She spent her whole life trying to get you to like her, and you never did, so don’t come in here pretending that you give a damn about her. And to answer your question, she’s an adult; she can take care of herself, but I’m not her babysitter.”
“I see, so you did know what they were going to do to her against her will.”
“What the fuck are you talking about against her will? Nobody put the drugs in her mouth. The bitch is broke anyway. She needs to make some money.”
Until she said those words, I didn’t want to believe that she knew. Though I never really paid much attention to my best friend’s little sister, it was hard for me to believe that the two had been raised in the same home by the same loving parents. They were so different from each other that it was beyond words.
I threw the envelope I’d had Jackie bring me after bringing Mitzie here. “What’s this?”
