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She groaned at the memory of arching her and shamelessly shaking her ass at him. “You wanna see me make it clap, too?”
What a damn tramp!
In retrospect she came off acting and sounding thirsty.
God, she hated that word, thirsty.
Horny, yes; but parched she was not.
Thirsty felt desperate. Hell, it was desperate. And desperate women usually made reckless decisions. They moved impulsively. He had her all kinds of fucked up if he thought for one second that that was who she was.
Oh no fucker. Anything she did, she thought out before doing it—well, with the exception of shooting Freedom’s ass. But that didn’t count. He’d earned those bullets to the back. She hated him. Because he’d turned her into a fool. Because she had loved him once—okay (shit), she still did.
But he’d been her mistake.
She sighed. She wasn’t going there again. It was done
and over with.
Sergeant Struthers the goddamn Third was her primary problem at the moment. He needed a dose of his own medicine. Inmate or not, she was going to tear his little dirty playhouse down.
She reached for her phone, hidden inside the seam of her pillow, and pulled it out. She was thankful for Sabina’s snoring ass. It gave her motivation to stay awake, researching every-and-any-thing she could find out about Mister Dirty Six-Six.
She powered it on, then punched in several digits, unlocking it. Then she pressed the icon for the Internet. Next she opened a tab in the browser and then typed in his name.
Mmm. He had Facebook and LinkedIn pages. She clicked on the link to his Facebook page. And voilà. There he was. Stupid fuck didn’t even have his page private.
Her eyes zeroed in on the INTRO section:
ABOUT MY $$
STUDIED CRIMINAL JUSTICE AT MORRIS BROWN COLLEGE
WENT TO SNYDER HIGH SCHOOL
FROM JERSEY CITY, NJ
LIVES IN WEST NEW YORK, NJ
MARRIED TO ANGELICA K. STRUTHERS
Married? Oh, this dirty-ass, no-good motherfucker!
She clicked on his wife’s page. Mmph. Well, at least she’s smart not to have her page open for public viewing.
Heaven stared at her profile photo.
She had very intense brown eyes. And she was beautiful.
But what pissed her off more than anything else was the fact that he came to work and abused his power over female inmates, mostly on the young black women.
And here he was . . .
Married to a white woman.
TWENTY-SEVEN
Last Chance . . .
