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“I see you could crawl out of your hole for this. I'm glad to know that there's at least one thing you are willing to come out of your room for,” I turn my back on him and go to walk away, but he grabs my arm.
“Don't, Saint. You don't understand...”
Hanging my head because it hurts too much to look at him right now, “You're right. I don't understand. That's because you ran away and refused to talk to me about it.”
“I just needed time to think, Saint.”
“Yeah...fine,” I yank my arm from his grip, “So, let me have time to think about whether I'm going to forgive you.” I leave Fynn standing next to the Jeep while I walk over to Oakley, who's leaning against his car.
“That was harsh,” Oakley frowns.
I shrug, “He'll get over it. Now, tell me...why are we here?”
Oakley stares at me briefly before turning and opening the passenger door, “Get in.”
“Oak...”
“Just get that cute ass in the car and look at the folders on the driver's seat. Then you can come out here, so we can talk.”
Rolling my eyes, I get in, letting him shut the door before I reach over and pick up the two folders on the seat. Recognizing the name on the top folder, I open it. A graduation photo of Julia Howard stares back at me. I study it briefly before flipping it, stopping at her obituary. Two years after graduating and a little over a year after giving birth to her daughter, Felicia Howard, the former Lady of Sin took her life.
As I read through the article, it never mentions a husband or her daughter's father, but it does mention a sister Charlotte. I remember Felicia telling me about her aunt and how she ensured the rule about Saints and Sinners fraternizing would be implemented. I do not understand why I'm looking at this folder because it's not telling me anything we don't already know.
Just as I think of the latter, I turn the article and find more photos. I'm frozen in my seat, afraid to look at the next one. However, it's like a train wreck, and I cannot look away from the rest, no matter how much it turns my stomach.
Julia had been the one to bring her friend to the Lord's initiation; this we already knew. What we didn't know, and from what these pictures show, the Saint’s President participated in the act itself. Until we find that video, we won't know what was said during that time, but I know one thing, Julia Howard does not look like she was coerced into using the different items to fuck her friend with. If the smile on her face is any indication, it seems she was enjoying it immensely.
The anger I feel toward this woman I've never met before is consuming. How can you do this to someone you call a friend? Is this why she ended her life? Because she was feeling guilty over what she had done? We will never know, but I hope this was the culprit.
I don't realize my face is wet until I look out the window, and both Oakley and Fynn stare back at me. I feel my eyes sting at this point and reach up to wipe away the fresh tears. I can't look at any more of the pictures unless I want to lose the contents of my stomach.
Tossing it back on the driver's seat, I take a deep breath and look down at the next folder. I'm confused as I stare at the name at first, but when it clicks, I shake my head back and forth. Simone Richards. Frowning, I glance out the window again, and the guys' expressions tell me I'm right. I may not have heard of the name, but I know only one person with the last name Richards.
I stare at the building behind the Lords, the one that is housing my best friend. Looking up, I notice the light in her room is off. I'm still unsure why we are here exactly, but I'm beginning to think I'm about to find out. Am I ready to see what they want me to see?
Closing my eyes, I inhale and exhale, calming my nerves before looking into the unknown. I open the cover and finally crack my eyes open. It's almost like déjà vu. Simone's graduation photo is first, and then her obituary, only it's a year after graduating, and she had just given birth to a daughter.
My brows furrow. If this is Dani's mother, why is Dani not a senior this year? I push the thought aside for now and flip the article. It takes me a moment to discern what I'm looking at, but then it all comes into focus. I quickly flip through all the photos I've already seen; only these have the victim's face. Dani's mother is the one who was assaulted!
Slamming the car door, not caring if I wake anybody up, I stare glaringly at all three Lords, “So what's the plan? How are we going to do this?”
They all study me, but Oakley is the one who speaks first, “This is your show, Kitty Cat. They went after you first, and she's your best friend,” he smirks when I scowl at the term he uses for Dani.
“Before you decide, Lina, you need to think about this. Whatever you just saw in those files may not be what you think.”
I go back into the car and grab the folders, shoving them into Jett's chest, “Look for yourself.”
“Kitty Cat, Jett is right. Just because her mother was the victim...”
I hold my hand up, “It all makes perfect sense. How Dani was quick to befriend me and why she doesn't like you guys,” I put my hand to my forehead and pace, “We were fucking roommates, for Christ's sake! She could have killed me at any fucking time!”
Large hands stop me and keep me from moving. When I Look up, it's Fynn I see, and even though I'm still hurt by his actions, I let him pull me into his chest. I wrap my arms around his waist and revel in the feel of our bodies pressed together. His presence calms me and brings me back from the hysterical ledge I was about to fall over.
“What's it going to be, Saint? Do you want to go home and think this over?”
Images of my time spent with Dani play in my head like an old movie. She seemed so sincere, and trying to find any indication that I missed something isn't possible in my state of mind. She's been a bit possessive and jealous lately, but I just thought it was due to my spending all my time with the Lords. Looking at it from this new perspective, I see it as it really is.
My best friend is my stalker.
