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absolutely useless.
I walk around, picking up clothes, getting re-dressed. I realize Maddie left the box with the booster seat. But I have the car anyway. I can figure out how to install it. I break open the tape.
It seems ludicrous suddenly. I’ve just sent a text setting some sort of mafia vigilante rogue cop person on my enemy, and I’m sitting on the floor reading instructions on how to install a kid seat.
I pull open the flaps. I picked a pink one, Lily’s favorite color. It’s so small, a little chair with an upholstered bottom and tiny armrests. There’s a cup holder, even.
The instructions are all pictures. I stare at them for several minutes, but I can’t concentrate on where the straps slide in and come out. I set it all aside.
Maybe I should go somewhere. Get in an illegal fight and pound someone. I’ll even let them have the winnings. I don’t care about that.
Buster’s is closed. I’ve never kept equipment at my apartment. Maybe I should. A punching bag would be great. I wonder if something’s open. I could go buy one.
Stupid mundane thoughts with so much happening.
My phone buzzes again and I snatch it up. It’s Colt, saying he has two of his dad’s ex-heavyweight boxer security guards heading to Maddie’s mother’s house. ETA ten minutes. He’ll be there himself within the hour.
I want to go too, but Maddie asked me not to. I walk over to the counter and pick up the ring box again and pop it open. The diamond sparkles in the light. I don’t know when I might get to see it on her finger.
My phone buzzes again. I turn to look at it, lit up on the counter. Then I grab it, staring, reading it again. It’s Jax.
The sister has intercepted Maddie. Get there quick.
Coordinates: 34.04225° N x 118.201014° W.
Lani. She was following her all along. I should have known. I should have gone with her.
I copy the coordinates into a maps app even as I yank the door open and run down the hall. Within seconds, I have the location.
Evergreen Cemetery.
Chapter 14: Maddie
I’m not sure what Parker meant by that text to Jax. Finish this. The words turn over and over in my mind.
I’m torn. Even though Striker was horrible and his friends kidnapped me, I don’t want to see him killed. That won’t solve anything. A trial. Who knows how that could play out? And the media attention. How am I supposed to keep Lily safe then? How far does this go?
I need air. I need to get away. My mother and Aunt Delores’s endless bickering sounds heavenly compared to this.
As I head to the bus stop, I’m so scared that I’m shaking. Maybe I should have had Parker drive me.
But this is my hometown. My neighborhood. I know these streets. I prowled them as a young girl, much more vulnerable than the woman I am now.
I cross two streets and head toward Cesar Chavez, where I can catch a quick ride up three stops to Mom’s house. I almost walk it, but it’s cold. It’s too close to bother with a taxi.
The long chain-link fence for the cemetery borders the sidewalk. It’s dark now, and the headstones are barely discernible in the few lights that dot the interior walks. I haven’t been along those paths since I was a teenager, where sneaking inside was a common dare in this neighborhood.
It’s not late. A young couple jogs on the running path, a rubbery trail that is new since I was last here. I guess they are trying to make the place more useful. The couple pass me, nodding in greeting.
Parker said my father sleeps in this cemetery. I slow down for a second, looking past the brittle vines that weave into the chain links of the fence. The headstones are like dark shadows across the fields inside. I shiver and keep walking.
Another jogger is approaching on the long stretch of sidewalk. She’s dressed oddly for a runner, in a hoodie pulled tight on her head, the strings tightened so that only her eyes show from the narrow oval on her face.
She slows down, as if she’s suddenly winded. She’s
I walk around, picking up clothes, getting re-dressed. I realize Maddie left the box with the booster seat. But I have the car anyway. I can figure out how to install it. I break open the tape.
It seems ludicrous suddenly. I’ve just sent a text setting some sort of mafia vigilante rogue cop person on my enemy, and I’m sitting on the floor reading instructions on how to install a kid seat.
I pull open the flaps. I picked a pink one, Lily’s favorite color. It’s so small, a little chair with an upholstered bottom and tiny armrests. There’s a cup holder, even.
The instructions are all pictures. I stare at them for several minutes, but I can’t concentrate on where the straps slide in and come out. I set it all aside.
Maybe I should go somewhere. Get in an illegal fight and pound someone. I’ll even let them have the winnings. I don’t care about that.
Buster’s is closed. I’ve never kept equipment at my apartment. Maybe I should. A punching bag would be great. I wonder if something’s open. I could go buy one.
Stupid mundane thoughts with so much happening.
My phone buzzes again and I snatch it up. It’s Colt, saying he has two of his dad’s ex-heavyweight boxer security guards heading to Maddie’s mother’s house. ETA ten minutes. He’ll be there himself within the hour.
I want to go too, but Maddie asked me not to. I walk over to the counter and pick up the ring box again and pop it open. The diamond sparkles in the light. I don’t know when I might get to see it on her finger.
My phone buzzes again. I turn to look at it, lit up on the counter. Then I grab it, staring, reading it again. It’s Jax.
The sister has intercepted Maddie. Get there quick.
Coordinates: 34.04225° N x 118.201014° W.
Lani. She was following her all along. I should have known. I should have gone with her.
I copy the coordinates into a maps app even as I yank the door open and run down the hall. Within seconds, I have the location.
Evergreen Cemetery.
Chapter 14: Maddie
I’m not sure what Parker meant by that text to Jax. Finish this. The words turn over and over in my mind.
I’m torn. Even though Striker was horrible and his friends kidnapped me, I don’t want to see him killed. That won’t solve anything. A trial. Who knows how that could play out? And the media attention. How am I supposed to keep Lily safe then? How far does this go?
I need air. I need to get away. My mother and Aunt Delores’s endless bickering sounds heavenly compared to this.
As I head to the bus stop, I’m so scared that I’m shaking. Maybe I should have had Parker drive me.
But this is my hometown. My neighborhood. I know these streets. I prowled them as a young girl, much more vulnerable than the woman I am now.
I cross two streets and head toward Cesar Chavez, where I can catch a quick ride up three stops to Mom’s house. I almost walk it, but it’s cold. It’s too close to bother with a taxi.
The long chain-link fence for the cemetery borders the sidewalk. It’s dark now, and the headstones are barely discernible in the few lights that dot the interior walks. I haven’t been along those paths since I was a teenager, where sneaking inside was a common dare in this neighborhood.
It’s not late. A young couple jogs on the running path, a rubbery trail that is new since I was last here. I guess they are trying to make the place more useful. The couple pass me, nodding in greeting.
Parker said my father sleeps in this cemetery. I slow down for a second, looking past the brittle vines that weave into the chain links of the fence. The headstones are like dark shadows across the fields inside. I shiver and keep walking.
Another jogger is approaching on the long stretch of sidewalk. She’s dressed oddly for a runner, in a hoodie pulled tight on her head, the strings tightened so that only her eyes show from the narrow oval on her face.
She slows down, as if she’s suddenly winded. She’s
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