Total pages in book: 196
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
“Bombshell revelations. Leaked court documents prove that Ryder Sumner got a quickie divorce more than two weeks ago. According to our sources, it wasn’t just about Janie Andrews cheating, but there was a hell of a lot more going on.”
“Reliable sources say that Andrews and her father, who has seen some hard times here lately, struck a deal with the devil, literally, to get her where she is now, right next to Ryder Sumner.” The screen switched to an interview with the reporter and the witch as they were calling her.
Janie’s eyes almost fell out of her head as she started yelling at the screen as the older woman laid it all out for the cameras. “She was obsessed with him, and they needed a way to keep him under their control.”
“Who are they?” She named all the players involved. The soundbites were brutal. They were all about her obsession and the lengths she’d gone to to get him going way back to when she was still just a kid. There were screenshots of a much younger Janie Andrews caught on camera at some events where Ryder was making an appearance. They did not paint her in a good light.
Dafuq did Mengele get all this? Some of it must’ve been before she was even born. Then again, Nia could hack the forbidden city, and computers didn’t even exist then. Bunch a fucking ingrates.
There was mention of the things she’d done to Elena Gianni to get her out of the way, even how she’d drugged her husband for the past five years. They went in on every detail of the dark shit she’d done, and I was sure that by the end of it, no one was going to like this girl.
She was babbling, no doubt from the after-effects of Mengele’s little drug. I’ve seen people under the influence of truth serum before; this ain’t it. No doubt the mad scientist had tweaked it somehow because this girl was a wreck. She tried getting out of the chair three times, but each time she fell back as if held by chains. There weren’t any.
“That’s a lie. I never signed any divorce papers.” As if on cue, a copy of said papers popped up on the screen. I’m guessing from the way she screamed in denial. “I didn’t sign that; that’s a lie; get me out of here; I wanna see Ryder.”
“As you can see, the divorce decree and the postnup were filed on the same day. Why would she, why would anyone, give up access to so many millions if there wasn’t something else at play here? It’s believed that as soon as Ryder found out the truth, he filed for divorce, and Janie Andrews signed away any chance at alimony for his silence.”
“Now, with all the other allegations that have come to light just today, it seems like there was some kind of dark plan hatched with the popstar’s manager, his spiritual advisor, and Mary Hudson, along with as yet unnamed players. Rumor has it that the reasons why they needed to keep Ryder under their control have something to do with the things Janie Andrews was screaming about on camera earlier.”
They flashed to her earlier meltdown, and she made a weird sound as she sat across from me with her eyes glued to the screen. I’m still not even sure why the heck I had to see this shit. I’m not as sadistic as my kid; I don’t need to watch my enemies squirm after delivering the kill shot. I’m gonna have to have a talk with her about playing with her damn food.
I picked up the phone when it was over, “it’s done.”
“Okay, Daddy, just let her go.” Damn, that’s fucking cold. I have no doubt that Mengele has this place surrounded by vultures, just waiting for this one to pick apart.
“Who was that?”
“That is fifty pounds of fuck around and find out.”
Chapter 66
*Janie*
They released me. I was a bit skeptical that it could be that easy, so I kept looking over my shoulder, expecting to be followed, but all I saw was my shadow in the concrete as I tried to move as fast as I could through the strange streets.
My head was finally starting to feel normal again, and my only thought was of getting out of L.A. I was sure no one was going to listen to any explanations I had, and there was no doubt in my mind that Mary and the others would be coming after me.
The fear that gripped me with that thought had me pushing myself even harder, even though my body still felt weak from my time in the hospital. I needed a place to lay low and some time to think about everything that had happened today and was happening now.