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“Yes. I’ve heard some things about you that I thought needed a discussion.”
“Really? And what are they?”
The second he responded, I knew they were right. I didn’t see it in his face the way they had. Maybe one day I would. But I could hear it. He was a monster. Was that why Gram never liked him? She’d known.
“First of all, I’d like to introduce myself. My name is Sabrina. I work for a nonprofit company. We’re recruiting accountants and thought you would make a wonderful fit.” I held out my hand, wanting to get a good hold of him before I attempted this tinker.
“Nice to meet you,” he said, grasping my hand. “How did you hear—”
“You need to go to the police and turn yourself in.” I gripped his hand hard with both of mine. “You know that what you did is wrong. You need to get in your car, drive there immediately, and confess.”
His eyes glazed over, and then he began nodding.
I’d dated this monster for years.Years. Now I could barely keep my hand on him. I certainly didn’t need any more closure. This was it.
“Go. Now.”
I stepped away from his car, and he got in, still in a trance.
I didn’t bother watching him drive away. I didn’t want to see anything more of him. I got into the Tesla that Hank had hooked me up with and headed across town.
The house that I wanted to buy for my mother had somehow closed in a record of three days. The sun was shining on it like it was a fairytale cottage.
I parked across the street, a few houses down from her new home, and watched as she directed the movers. The sweepstakes she’d “won” had come with brand-new furniture. My mother, looking more lucid than I’d ever seen her, smiled as she pointed.
A neighbor from across the street pulled into his driveway then got out of his car and headed over. He held out his hand, introducing himself. I didn’t see a flash of metal on his finger. Maybe she’d find company sooner than I’d hoped. Or maybe it would take a little while. Either way, I knew it would happen, because I’d make it happen. Was that necessarily right? Probably not. But if I was going to bend some moral rules, who else would I do it for?
Chapter Thirty
Ipulled the car to the curb, and Hank headed over, waving. I’d come a long way with the toll guy in a short time, and most of it not of my doing.
“Hey, Hank. Can you open up for me?” I asked.
Hank grimaced, shaking his head. “Sorry, Billie. We’re having technical issues again.”
“Again?” I’d thought those days were over. Hadn’t they heard? The toll guys seemed pretty plugged in, but it could be possible. “She broke up with him. You know that, right?”
“We know, and your help in this matter is greatly appreciated by all of us.” Hank smiled. He must’ve been practicing, because it didn’t look anywhere near as painful this time.
“But I still can’t go to the outpost?” I asked, laughing, finding this to be a fitting end to my day. I finally came to terms with what had to be done, and I still couldn’t go back? “Before you answer, what if I tell you I was on my way to talk to Kaden?”
“You know what? I think it might’ve just come back online.” He waved his hand in the direction of the opening.
“Thank you,” I said, trying not to laugh. Did they think keeping me close to Kaden was like some sort of Antoinette repellant? Actually, maybe it was.
I walked into the outpost, only sparing Dice and Connor a cursory glance before searching the building for Kaden.
I walked back into the lounge and stopped in front of the television, blocking their view and getting some grunts in response. They tried to lean around me.
“Where’s Kaden? I need to talk to him.”
“Really?” Dice asked, his head popping up.
“He’s at his place in Nowhere,” Connor said, both of them watching me intently.
“Thanks.”
“Good luck,” they both yelled as I left.
