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Carter nodded. “I will get with you in the morning, Carla and you and I will go over her routine and look for opportunities to hit her away from the building. And if Kirk is on to her, it needs to look like an accident, so Rain is not the only suspect and Bautista makes it her life’s mission to prove she did it.”
“I think that we need to involve Monika and Nick in that discussion,” Carla said.
“Good idea.” Carter turned to Rain. “I’ll have options for you to consider by tomorrow night.”
“Fine,” Rain said.
She wanted to insist that whatever options Carter presented her with that she had to be the one to pull the trigger. Rain wanted to kill Rona so badly she could taste it. When she closed her eyes, Rain could see it all like it was happening in slow motion.
Rain could see herself watching Rona leave her building and walking into the garage where her car was parked. She’d follow her in, surprised that she had no security with her, but knowing that was just how the arrogant bitch rolled. And just as Rona got to her Alfa Romeo, Rain would call out to her.
Rona!
Rain would step up and shove a gun in Rona’s face.
It would be dark in the garage, so Rain would step closer to be sure that Rona knew who it was that had ended her. Rain had already decided that she wasn’t gonna monologue, she was just gonna kill her.
Bitch!
So once Rain had satisfied herself with the look of shock, despair and desperation on Rona’s face, she would point her gun at Rona’s forehead and pull the trigger. When her body dropped to the ground, Rain could see herself standing over Rona’s body and she’d put two more in her chest.
She could see it clearly.
“Rain!” Carter shouted.
“Huh?”
“What do you wanna do now?” he asked.
“Take me back to J.R.’s.”
Chapter Twenty-nine
Not knowing that their presence in the lobby of the Baccarat Hotel had prevented her attempted murder, Kirk and Dawkins arrived on Rona’s floor.
“You hang back, I’ll take point,” Dawkins said as they got off the elevator. “You know, since she likes you so much.”
“Good idea. Coming from you, the questions may come off as less confrontational.”
“And not harassment,” Dawkins said as they proceeded down the hall toward her suite.
“I’ll be right here,” Kirk said and stopped before he got to her door.
“Okay,” she said and rang the bell. It took a minute or two, but Rona came to the door.
“Who is it?”
Dawkins held up her badge in front of the peephole. “It’s Detective Dawkins.”
“What do you want?”
“I am not here to arrest you. I just want to ask you a few questions about one of your father’s old associates. An Andrew Davion.”
Knowing that AD was dead, Rona smiled and happily opened the door, looking forward to fencing with Kirk. She was disappointed when she saw that it was just Dawkins.
“Where’s your partner?”
“I told him that I wanted to speak with you alone,” Dawkins said.
