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“You make a hundred seventy-five thousand dollars a year. That’s far more money than most people. More than enough to have a good life, especially with your stock options.”
“You would say that. Being a trust fund princess and all.”
“You know I take care of myself,” she countered.
“Yeah, but you’ve always had people who have your back. I don’t. And I got tired. I saw a way out.”
She scoffed. “You threw me away when you thought basketball was going to be your meal ticket. And, what, a few years later you decided your best bet was to marry me and leech off my trust fund for as long as you could?”
“You would have been happy,” he said defensively.
“I would have been?” she asked, sounding more than skeptical.
“Of course. You know I’m the best thing that has ever happened to you. You’re never gonna find any better. If you’d just been smart enough to see that and married me when I asked, it wouldn’t have come to this,” he said.
She glared at him, her disgust palpable. “You really believe that, don’t you?”
“It’s the truth,” he said like it was obvious.
She turned abruptly, then looked at me.
“What now, Davit?”
I wrapped my hand around the gun I had tucked in my waistband. “I think you can figure it out,” I said.
She let out a humorless chuckle, then looked at Keenan as he started to shout. She looked away again. “So now you’re going to implicate me in a murder?”
“No,” I responded. “You aren’t implicated in this because it isn’t happening.”
“I really am complicit,” she said.
I stared at her for a moment, trying to interpret what she was feeling. But I could see nothing. “Amethyst, he hired someone to kill you. You still care about him?”
“No, I don’t,” she whispered.
“Then why are you acting like this?” I asked.
I knew she was a stranger to the world that I lived in, but she seemed genuinely upset about Kennan, and I didn’t get it.
“I won’t bother to try to explain. You won’t understand, and it doesn’t matter anyway. I’ll wait outside if that’s okay,” she said.
I nodded, and she started to walk away.
Stopped when Keenan yelled.
“Amy!”
She looked back at him with pity on her face. “I’m sorry, Keenan. There’s nothing I can do for you.”
He started to scream then, but Amethyst didn’t look back as she walked out.
“We can work something out,” he said after she had closed the door.
“I’m afraid we can’t, Keenan.”
I pulled the gun from my waistband and walked toward him.
