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My heart pounded in my chest.
“Be quiet,” Chase said through clenched teeth.
“Let her hear me.” Dawn laughed. “Let Ms. Special Pussy find out how long her list of responsibilities is when it comes to you.”
My phone rang in my pocket. I jumped back and bumped into the shelf. A cardboard box caught my eyes. Video tapes and manila envelopes filled it. Names were written on the envelopes in black marker—Vicki, Evelyn, and Yancy.
I grabbed Yancy’s envelope as the phone rang again.
“Hello?”
“Just checking to make sure everything is okay,” Vivian said on the other line.
I looked up at the screen.
Chase and Dawn still stood in her apartment, arguing.
“It’s bad.” My chest swelled with a burning pain.
A numbness filled my trembling fingers as I forced them to open the envelope.
“What’s bad? What do you mean? Troy, turn around. What’s going on, Jasmine?” Vivian asked.
“I can’t tell you over the phone.” I didn’t even know if I could tell them face-to-face.
How do I say it? Vivian, Troy, guess what. We’re all siblings.
“Should we come back? In fact, don’t answer. We’re not even that far away and your voice sounds shaky, Jasmine?”
“Yes.” I pulled out the first picture.
A dead woman with gashes on her chest and neck looked back at me with vacant eyes. Bile rose in my throat. Inside my head, I screamed over and over. “Y-yes. Please hurry b-back. I’m scared.”
“Scared of what?”
I shoved the photo back in the envelope and glanced up at the screens.
Lucy continued to sleep on the floor.
Wendy’s screen showed her in her living room, drinking wine as she watched TV.
Dawn and Chase were still in the apartment standing there in silence. Chase poured himself a glass of whisky while Dawn scowled at him with red, puffy eyes.
Beads of sweat formed on my forehead.
“Jasmine?” Vivian asked.
“How far are you?”
“Barely, a minute or so,” she said. “We ended up staying in front of the mansion and getting it on in the car—”
“Oh god.” I clutched my stomach.
“What? Are you okay?” Vivian’s voice sounded on the verge of hysteria. “Say something.”
“Don’t do anything else, okay? No touching or anything. Just hurry up.”
“What?”
