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“Yeah, maybe,” he says noncommittally.
I reach over and give him a hug and kiss before getting in my car and starting it. I put down my window.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, young lady.” He tries to say it in a stern voice, but ruins it when his lips twitch.
“So, that pretty much leaves nothing then.”
He gives me an evil laugh before replying with, “Yeah, pretty much.”
I shake my head at him and start my car. I drive off to the sound of him still laughing.
It doesn’t take long before I’m pulling up to Mac’s house. Each minute that brings me closer, the more anxious I become. I’m nervous to discover the information he wanted to tell me. There’sno telling what it could be. His attitude on the phone with having someone walk me to my car makes it sound like it’s not good news.
I called him a couple minutes ago to let him know I was almost there. I see his silhouette sitting on the porch swing. That swing brings back many memories. As teenagers, we sat on that porch swing many times. I even recall some pretty heated make-out sessions on it. I feel a tingle in my nether regions at the thought.
Knock it off, Mia. That’s not why you’re here. I banish the thought from my mind.
I get out of my car and lock it. I walk across the yard and feel Mac’s eyes on me the entire time. By the time I make it to the steps, he’s at the top, waiting on me. I ascend the steps, and he grabs my hand when I’m standing in front of him. The light on the porch isn’t that bright, but enough that I can see something in his expression. I just don’t know what it means.
He bends his head and brushes his lips lightly across mine. I’m disappointed when he pulls back too quickly after the soft caress.
He leads me over to the porch swing and takes a seat, bringing me down beside him. He places both our hands in his lap.
“How was work?” he asks in the darkness.
“Not bad. The usual for a weeknight.”
I feel the swing start to sway.
Getting antsy to know what he wants to tell me, I prompt him with, “What did you want to talk about?”
He’s quiet for a minute, before he answers, “As you know from our conversation earlier, I have T here with me.”
“Yes,” I answer him. I find it a little strange because he wasn’t supposed to get him until next week.
“I tried calling Tessa earlier to set up a time to talk to her. I didn’t want to cause suspicion so I was going to tell her it was about T. She never answered and never returned any of my calls. A few hours after I first started calling her, T called to tell me that his mother was late picking him up from Taekwondo. He hadn’t heard from her either. I picked him up and took him to Tessa’s to pick upsome of his things. I had decided I was done being nice. She messed up too many times regarding him.”
I give his hand a squeeze. “I’m sorry, Mac.”
He’s quiet for a few more minutes. Just looks out into the darkness. I sit beside him, waiting for him to gather his thoughts.
“When we got to her house there was no sign of her. It was strange that she wasn’t returning my calls. And to top it off, she forgot to pick T up. When I went to her room, I discovered clothes thrown all over the place, as if she packed in a hurry. Half her clothes are gone.”
My grip tightens in his. The more he says, the more pissed I become. How could a mother just leave her son like that? There’s no way she could know that something wouldn’t happen to him. What a fucking low-down dirty bitch.
“So, she just left Trent at Taekwondo and took off? How in the fuck could someone do that?” I ask Mac, my voice angry.
“Someone that’s scared her game has been found out,” he says quietly.
“That may be so, but it also sounds like a selfish bitch out just for herself.”
“That’s not all I found out. When I got back here, I accessed her financial records. She withdrew the same amount of money the guy received for slipping you the Rohypnol. She also took out five thousand dollars yesterday.”
“Well, fuck me. Guess we know who tried to have me raped then.” My tone is bitter.
The swing shifts as Mac turns my way. I can feel him lean toward me.
“Look at me, Pix.” When I turn my head his way, he continues. “As much as I hate to say this, all we have is circumstantial. None of this proves that she paid the guy to rape you. I can put out an APB on her to bring her in for questioning, but that’s all. From the look of things, she’s not going to just willingly show up.”
