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He closed his eyes, his mind sweeping him back to Widow Lake. The reunion was happening now. The sorority girls would be gathering to drink and celebrate their achievements. To brag about their fancy houses and spoiled children and flash their diamonds and jewels around as if their riches made them better than the homely girls who’d had to work and scrape to get by. The girls who the frats used for a night of sex in the dark, then never spoke to again.
They’d needed to be taught a lesson.
Odessa would no doubt go back there.
He sniffed her letter again, drinking in the scent of her perfume. She’d done whatever they’d said years ago. She’d kept her mouth shut since.
Like a puppet on a string, she’d do it all again. He knew it.
“Soon, Odessa,” he silently murmured. “Soon we’ll be together again.”
SEVENTY-NINE
SOMEWHERE ON THE AT
Beverly’s arms ached from the cuts and from the strain of being strung up, but she was too limp to cry anymore.
But Janie’s pitiful sobs boomeranged off the cold concrete walls.
“You’ll pay for what you did,” the man had growled just before he’d left them. “Think about that.”
“Please let us go,” Janie had begged.
“I’m sorry for what we did,” Beverly yelled as he stalked toward the door.
A menacing laugh was his only response. Then the door banged shut and they were left alone, surrounded by the darkness and the scent of their own fear.
What did he mean? She’d never done anything to hurt him… and neither had Janie.
Janie began to wail. “I don’t want to die,” she whimpered.
“Hang in there,” Beverly whispered. “We’ll get out of here.”
“No, we won’t,” Janie cried. “He’s going to kill us.”
Despair threatened to overcome Beverly. Janie was right.
But Beverly wasn’t a quitter.
You quit your marriage.
Maybe so, but what she and David had was hardly a marriage. It had been a farce.
Beverly swallowed back a groan. “Did you recognize his voice?”
“No…” Janie’s whimpering faded off. Although she couldn’t see her friend’s face in the dark, she realized Janie must have passed out.
Alone now with her terror, Beverly struggled to recall the man’s voice, to understand what he thought they’d done to him.
If he came back, maybe she could get him to talk. Explain what he meant. Then maybe she could convince him to let them go.
But even as she thought it, she had a bad feeling Janie was right and they were going to die.
EIGHTY
LAKE HAVEN APARTMENTS
Sarah Turner peeked through the front window of her apartment. It was pitch black, but she didn’t see anyone in the parking lot. Still anxious over spilling her guts to the cops about the apartment manager, she locked the door and double bolted it.
