Page 121 of Deadly Misfortunes

"I'll go to Dallas and tell her I need to speak to her about something. You can have the police arrest her if they feel they have enough evidence to prove she's involved in all this. I suspect she is, but really, she has said nothing to me about it. But it sounds like my sister knows about it. Maybe the police can take her into custody to question her, and she'll spill her guts to save herself, especially since she was trying to warn Ms. Lassiter about it."

"We'll get a hold of them about it."

"I wonder if my sister warned her because Ms. Lassiter ended up being targeted with Raymond, and she thought our mother had gone too far."

"How did she feel about the whole baby mix-up? Did she believe what your parents did? That Gregory is your parents' son and you are the Landrys'?" Sascha asked.

"She waffles about it. She goes along with our parents so she’s not on the hot seat with them. But she told me she believed in the science. The DNA. I mean, Belinda doesn't have red hair either. She's dark-haired. So if the only reason I wasn't their son was that I wasn't a redhead, none of that flies."

"True," Gregory said.

"Do you think your sister would come clean about your mother?" Sascha asked.

"Only if she thought she would be implicated and could go to jail herself, unless she revealed the truth."

"Okay, I'm going to get the police involved," Gregory said.

"Do you want me to try and get in touch with my mother?" Red asked.

"Yeah. So the police can take her into custody and question her."

"I'll do it."

Gregory gave him the number of the officer who was involved in pursuing the attempted murderer.

"Okay, I'm off here then." Red ended the call.

"What do you think?" Gregory asked Sascha.

"I hope that the police can get hold of both his mother and sister and learn the truth. Depending on the sister's involvement or her cooperation, I'm fine with her not going to jail, but the mom, if she's the one who did this, yes."

"I sure hope we can get this resolved quickly," Gregory said.

"Yeah, me too."

Then Gregory called the police sergeant working his case. He explained what had happened to Red, his mom, and his sister. He told her that his PI said Francine Drury didn't have any alibi for the times when Gregory was targeted and again when the limo was. But Red and his sister did.

"We'll check with the mother, but that's not enough to go on."

"You said the vehicles had been stolen," Gregory said.

"Yeah, for the first two attempts, the trucks were ditched, but no fingerprints or evidence was left behind. What would the motivation be for her wanting you dead?"

Gregory told her what they knew about her and the only idea that they had come up with. It did sound rather far-fetched.

"Okay, we'll check into it."

Then they ended the call.

"I'm glad that Red isn't the one behind all of this, but I wish he had come out with it beforehand.” Sascha closed her eyes, leaned her head against the car window, and fell asleep for a while.

Gregory smiled at her, glad she was in his life, though they needed to close this chapter with the attempted murderer.

About twenty minutes from home, she suddenly sat up and said, "She's coming for us. If it's her. Or whoever it is."

He didn't think having a bodyguard would have made any difference in fighting the threat. "Where? How?"

"It's one of those big trucks on a high carriage, whatever they're called. Compared to your Honda Civic, we don't stand a chance."