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?: Good morning, husband. I hope you’re still enjoying having your little tramp in your bed.
?: Since I’ve given you plenty of time to think over what I’ve said, I think we should have a chat.
?: What do you think?
Attached to the last message is a location tag. It gives me an address to an apartment complex not too far from here. Maybe a twenty-minute drive in good traffic.
It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to put two and two together.
This has to be Holly.
Anger boils in my chest. It’s not enough for her to come crashing through my life and threatening my relationship with Olivia. Now, the bitch is talking to me?
REESE: How the fuck did you get my number?
HOLLY: Does it really matter? Maybe you should think about having more allies in your court, dear.
HOLLY: So, how about it? Come talk to me?
I doubt that all she wants to do is talk. This has to be a trap, right? Maybe she’s got papz lined up, waiting to take pictures to plaster all over the tabloids. It’d only take one leaking to the media to completely fuck me over.
Goodbye, Olivia.
Goodbye, career.
Goodbye, everything.
REESE: You really think I’m that dumb? I’m not about to have pics out there of us together. No way.
HOLLY: I’m hurt. I would never do anything to put you in jeopardy like that. I think a husband and wife should be able to have civil conversations with each other though, right? Especially when they share a child.
REESE: We’re not married and you’re not Violet’s mother.
HOLLY: Keep telling yourself that. It won’t change the truth.
I grit my teeth, growling down at my phone. She’s goading me, I know she is. But even I have to admit curiosity over what she’s saying. Maybe I can get information that Elliot can use against her. After all, it doesn’t help the angle of her being a fucking psycho that she’s going all Rogue Hacker on me, finding out my number and trying to get me to meet with her in secret.
REESE: Fine.
HOLLY: ;) I can’t wait to see you.
I sneer at the message. “Yeah, I bet you fuckin’ can’t,” I mutter. Quickly, I screenshot the entire conversation and send it off to Elliot.
REESE: More shit for the case against this crazy bitch.
Elliot is typing…
ELLIOT: I highly advise against meeting this woman, especially on your own.
REESE: Too late.
ELLIOT: Fuck. I thought so. Just… don’t get yourself in trouble, Reese.
REESE: I won’t. Promise.
ELLIOT: Don’t make promises you can’t keep. I’m the one that will have to bail you out, remember?
REESE: That’s why you’re the best.
