Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
That little talk with her helped to calm me down some and I was a little more relaxed when I got behind the wheel. Thankfully, she’d come out after I’d smacked my son for screaming in my face and hadn’t seen my reaction. I have to remember to stay calm in public because the last thing I need is for anyone to start talking out of turn.
Most people don’t know how hard it is to take care of kids. I was fine before; I could always ignore him because his nanny was always there, but ever since Garrett got married every little thing about the kid annoys me.
Sometimes, I blame him for holding me back. I think that if it wasn’t for him, I could have left my idiot husband and gotten my life with Garrett back. It’s to the point that I feel nothing but hate when I look at him.
ALYSSA
My phone rang just as I was pulling through the gates of home. My boss, the suck-up, had sent me home an hour early with the excuse that since it was my first day back, I should get home to my husband. Whatever!
“Hey, Sabi… Sabi, what’s the matter?” She was crying too hard to speak, and for a split second, I thought someone had died.
“She hit him.”
“What? Who hit who?”
“Natalie, she hit her baby. She hit him so hard, the little guy. What are we going to do?”
My whole body went cold, and I went into my numbness phase. This is something I do when I need to separate emotion from common sense. “Okay, calm down. Here’s what we’re going to do. Get close to her. Get close to the nanny. Do whatever you have to to get the kid away from her as much as possible.”
“Okay, I can do that. I think she might see it as me choosing her because the stuff she was saying to Mom seems to hint at her still wanting to be part of the family or something. She doesn’t know that Mom and I know the things she’s been saying about you.”
“Okay, keep it that way. Right now, the kid is the most important thing. Where did she hit him? How did it happen?”
“She came over earlier to talk to me and Mom but I made my excuses because I can’t stand to be around her knowing what she’s been up to.”
“I think she got upset because Mom wasn’t giving her what she wanted, like when she hinted at you being a gold digger, Mom made her apologize, and then Dad came from his home office and was going on and on about how great you’re going to be for the family. Anyway, I think it was too much and she left.”
“I was watching her from the window and saw her slap him across the face really hard. I ran out there and pretended I was asking if she was okay like I was on her side type of thing. His little face was so red, and he was too hurt to cry. I wanted to kill her.”
“Okay, don’t cry. Just do as I said. I’ll have your brother bring me out this weekend instead of the end of the month. Don’t forget, visit her house and no matter what you do, don’t get her upset. Try to see if you can get any kind of evidence. On second thought, if I walk you through how to do something, would you be able to do it?”
“What is it?”
“How tech-savvy are you?”
“Are you kidding? My brother and my Dad are the kings of the tech industry.”
“Okay, this may be illegal. Are you sure you’re down?”
“If it will help save that little boy from that crazy witch, I’ll do anything.”
I calmed her down some more before hanging up and driving the rest of the way up the driveway. I saw Garrett standing at one of the upstairs windows, watching me, and by the time I came to a stop, he was standing in the doorway waiting for me.
“What’s the matter?” Even though I’d schooled my face so that I didn’t show what I was feeling, he still saw through me. I’m still deciding if this is a blessing or a curse.
“We’ll talk inside; how was your day?”
“Very full, and yours?”
“It was great until my annoying husband stuck his nose in my shit. Why the hell did you have him taken to the hospital?”
“Did you know that without the injection, he would’ve died in a matter of days?”
“What’s your point?”
“You want to kill people?”
“I wasn’t there, officer!”
“Funny, but you’re not going there. Trust me, taking a life isn’t as easy as it may seem. The guilt would catch up with you eventually, and it would take you down a very dark road.”
“Killed a lotta people, have you?” I’m not sure what his non-answer meant but I had other things to take him to task for. “We need to talk about the team of people you have following me around. You need to call them off.”