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.What the hell was she doing upstairs?Christ, I hoped she wasn't crying.I was not in the mood to deal with tears.Taking the lift up to the eighth floor, I walked over to the double doors and knocked."Who is it?" I heard Lee call out.Aw damn, she sounded all choked up."Mommy, it's me," I said in a squeaky voice, hoping I could cheer her up before she soaked my shirt."I puked on Uncle Derek." That part was also true.Babies and moving floors did not mix.The door opened and Lee stood before me with a red nose and puffy eyes.Shit…"What's wrong, Ice?"Taking Hope out of my arms, she sniffled loudly and pointed towards the television behind her.I wasn't sure I wanted to see this, but I forced my feet into the suite.When I saw the man on the TV my head started spinning.What the hell?"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight on channel scoop, we're talking to Perry Franklin from Montgomery, Louisiana," the presenter said as she flashed the screen with a fake smile.The camera zoomed in on the shithead Kyle had beat the hell out of last year."Perry is a local of Montgomery, and last year he was the victim of a vicious attack.Our sources have discovered that the survivor of the thirteenth street shooting, Delia Bennett, isn't quite as sweet and innocent as has been previously reported.Perry, please tell us what happened to you.""Well," he said in an injured tone of voice."I'm sorry, ma'am, this is a little hard for me.""Go on, Perry," the presenter crooned."You're completely safe.""I was the victim of slanderous accusations, ma'am.I'm here tonight to set the story straight," he said with fake hurt in his voice."I took Delia to our high school prom.We had sex in my truck after prom.It was completely consensual.I'd tried to hold her off, but the girl was all over me.Afterwards she accused me of raping her." I looked at Lee.She was crying so hard and I didn't have a clue what to say.She ran out of the room with Hope in her arms but I couldn't move.My eyes were glued to the piece of shit on the TV screen"Were the police involved?" she asked."Yes ma'am." he nodded his head solemnly."Her lies were dismissed.Everyone here in Montgomery knows how flirtatious Delia is.She sets her eyes on a man and she doesn't stop until she gets him.Even her daddy knew she was lying about me."The reporter nodded in sympathy.Fucking bitch."So let's fast forward eight months to the night you and your friends were attacked at the bar.""Yes ma'am," Perry said as he shifted in his seat."I was having a few beers with a couple of buddies, minding our own business, when her boyfriend burst into the bar and attacked us without provocation.""When you say boyfriend, you mean Delia's lover?" the reporter asked."Hotel tycoon, Kyle Carter?"Lover?Who said that word nowadays?Yuck.I wanted to puke."Yeah," the asswipe confirmed as he wiped his brow with his hand."He went nuts.Broke up the bar.Picked a fight with all three of us.We were only defending ourselves when we fought back.But he had back up.Some bald guy and a friend of hers who used to live 'round here.Cammy Frey."My heart stopped.The camera zoomed back on the female presenter."Camryn Frey is the twenty-two year old student from the University of Colorado, who was shot dead on June twenty-eighth this year.Her body, along with the unconscious body of Delia Bennett, was discovered in a house owned by hotel tycoon, Kyle Carter, in University Hill, Colorado.The women were found on the floor of Mr.Carter's kitchen.The paramedics who were called to the scene described what they saw as heartbreaking.The young women were found holding each other.Miss Frey was pronounced dead at the scene.Both women were taken to the St.Luke's hospital in Boulder…"I grabbed the remote and switched the TV.Rubbing my hands over my face, I grabbed my phone.This shit was too much.****Chapter 20KryptoniteKyle"Open the door, Tracy." I knocked harder."I know you're in there.I can see your shadow."The door creaked open and Lee's mother peeked her head out from behind the frame."I'm sorry," she whispered as she gestured me inside.I stalked inside and watched as she closed and bolted the door."You better have a damn good reason for letting her down again." I paced the kitchen, unable to keep my feet in one place, before I bumped into something hard."And why the hell are we in the dark?""He knows," she whispered.The light's came on and the anger I had inside multiplied.Rapidly.There were boxes all over the floor, nothing on the walls or the countertops."Jimmy knows," she said in a louder tone."He phoned me…my house phone.I have to leave.""So that's it?" I demanded as anxiety filled my gut and my brain tried to make sense of this shit-bomb."You're just going to run away again?" What the hell was it with this man…He was just a man.A drunken fucking bully.Goddammit."I have to," she sobbed."You know what he did to me.""I know if you run he wins," I sighed heavily."Don't do this, Tracy.Take control of your life.Of your future.""What am I supposed to do, Kyle?" she snapped."I'm just a woman.""What the fuck?" I demanded in disgust."Just a woman? That's the worst excuse for being weak I've ever heard.""That's easy for you to say," she hissed."You've never had to worry about someone being stronger than you.Being more powerful than you.Having control over you.""Yeah, I have," I shot back."I do.Your daughter is my fucking kryptonite and that scares the daylights out of me every single day.She is and does all those things to me.Do you think I like feeling overpowered like that?" I shook my head."You're not the only person in the world who's afraid of something, Tracy.There are some things in life worth fighting for and some things in life are worth fighting.Period.For me it's the former.For you it's the latter.""I'm sorry," she whispered."She'll never forgive you," I warned her."You walk away now and that's it.There's no coming back, Tracy."My stupid damn phone started ringing and I growled in frustration.Derek's name flashed across the screen and I answered immediately."Is she okay?" I asked him."Turn on the channel 837 right now," he roared."Get the best damn lawyer your grandfather's money can buy and take him out.Annihilate each and every one of them."The line went dead and I stood, staring at my phone for a moment before my brain kicked into gear."Where's your TV set?" I asked a confused looking Tracy."Is it packed up?""N.no," she stuttered."It's in the living room."I barged through her small cottage until I reached the room and turned on the channel."So there you have it, folks, right from the horse's mouth," some blonde, with a set of teeth that resembled Gnasher's from the Dandy comics said."It makes one wonder just how far Delia Bennett pushed Rachel Grayson in the months before the shooting.Tonight we heard from Perry Franklin about her compulsive lying and promiscuity.Just what happened in the run up to the shooting to make Rachel Grayson snap? Is Delia Bennett more responsible than has previously been reported? Does she feel guilt for causing the death of her friend? From where we're sitting, it certainly seems that she should.She embarked on a love-affair with a man who she knew was involved with another woman.She snared him with a child and is now sitting pretty on her thrown at the top of a multinational hotel chain, having gotten exactly what she wanted.My question for all of you watching tonight is how far would you go to snare a multimillionaire?""Oh my Lord," Tracy cried from behind me."Turn it off."I didn't move.I couldn't.I was frozen to the spot.What the hell had just happened…What the fuck had I just heard? I turned my head to look at Tracy."Are they blaming Lee?" I shook my head and stared at the television again [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.What the hell was she doing upstairs?Christ, I hoped she wasn't crying.I was not in the mood to deal with tears.Taking the lift up to the eighth floor, I walked over to the double doors and knocked."Who is it?" I heard Lee call out.Aw damn, she sounded all choked up."Mommy, it's me," I said in a squeaky voice, hoping I could cheer her up before she soaked my shirt."I puked on Uncle Derek." That part was also true.Babies and moving floors did not mix.The door opened and Lee stood before me with a red nose and puffy eyes.Shit…"What's wrong, Ice?"Taking Hope out of my arms, she sniffled loudly and pointed towards the television behind her.I wasn't sure I wanted to see this, but I forced my feet into the suite.When I saw the man on the TV my head started spinning.What the hell?"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight on channel scoop, we're talking to Perry Franklin from Montgomery, Louisiana," the presenter said as she flashed the screen with a fake smile.The camera zoomed in on the shithead Kyle had beat the hell out of last year."Perry is a local of Montgomery, and last year he was the victim of a vicious attack.Our sources have discovered that the survivor of the thirteenth street shooting, Delia Bennett, isn't quite as sweet and innocent as has been previously reported.Perry, please tell us what happened to you.""Well," he said in an injured tone of voice."I'm sorry, ma'am, this is a little hard for me.""Go on, Perry," the presenter crooned."You're completely safe.""I was the victim of slanderous accusations, ma'am.I'm here tonight to set the story straight," he said with fake hurt in his voice."I took Delia to our high school prom.We had sex in my truck after prom.It was completely consensual.I'd tried to hold her off, but the girl was all over me.Afterwards she accused me of raping her." I looked at Lee.She was crying so hard and I didn't have a clue what to say.She ran out of the room with Hope in her arms but I couldn't move.My eyes were glued to the piece of shit on the TV screen"Were the police involved?" she asked."Yes ma'am." he nodded his head solemnly."Her lies were dismissed.Everyone here in Montgomery knows how flirtatious Delia is.She sets her eyes on a man and she doesn't stop until she gets him.Even her daddy knew she was lying about me."The reporter nodded in sympathy.Fucking bitch."So let's fast forward eight months to the night you and your friends were attacked at the bar.""Yes ma'am," Perry said as he shifted in his seat."I was having a few beers with a couple of buddies, minding our own business, when her boyfriend burst into the bar and attacked us without provocation.""When you say boyfriend, you mean Delia's lover?" the reporter asked."Hotel tycoon, Kyle Carter?"Lover?Who said that word nowadays?Yuck.I wanted to puke."Yeah," the asswipe confirmed as he wiped his brow with his hand."He went nuts.Broke up the bar.Picked a fight with all three of us.We were only defending ourselves when we fought back.But he had back up.Some bald guy and a friend of hers who used to live 'round here.Cammy Frey."My heart stopped.The camera zoomed back on the female presenter."Camryn Frey is the twenty-two year old student from the University of Colorado, who was shot dead on June twenty-eighth this year.Her body, along with the unconscious body of Delia Bennett, was discovered in a house owned by hotel tycoon, Kyle Carter, in University Hill, Colorado.The women were found on the floor of Mr.Carter's kitchen.The paramedics who were called to the scene described what they saw as heartbreaking.The young women were found holding each other.Miss Frey was pronounced dead at the scene.Both women were taken to the St.Luke's hospital in Boulder…"I grabbed the remote and switched the TV.Rubbing my hands over my face, I grabbed my phone.This shit was too much.****Chapter 20KryptoniteKyle"Open the door, Tracy." I knocked harder."I know you're in there.I can see your shadow."The door creaked open and Lee's mother peeked her head out from behind the frame."I'm sorry," she whispered as she gestured me inside.I stalked inside and watched as she closed and bolted the door."You better have a damn good reason for letting her down again." I paced the kitchen, unable to keep my feet in one place, before I bumped into something hard."And why the hell are we in the dark?""He knows," she whispered.The light's came on and the anger I had inside multiplied.Rapidly.There were boxes all over the floor, nothing on the walls or the countertops."Jimmy knows," she said in a louder tone."He phoned me…my house phone.I have to leave.""So that's it?" I demanded as anxiety filled my gut and my brain tried to make sense of this shit-bomb."You're just going to run away again?" What the hell was it with this man…He was just a man.A drunken fucking bully.Goddammit."I have to," she sobbed."You know what he did to me.""I know if you run he wins," I sighed heavily."Don't do this, Tracy.Take control of your life.Of your future.""What am I supposed to do, Kyle?" she snapped."I'm just a woman.""What the fuck?" I demanded in disgust."Just a woman? That's the worst excuse for being weak I've ever heard.""That's easy for you to say," she hissed."You've never had to worry about someone being stronger than you.Being more powerful than you.Having control over you.""Yeah, I have," I shot back."I do.Your daughter is my fucking kryptonite and that scares the daylights out of me every single day.She is and does all those things to me.Do you think I like feeling overpowered like that?" I shook my head."You're not the only person in the world who's afraid of something, Tracy.There are some things in life worth fighting for and some things in life are worth fighting.Period.For me it's the former.For you it's the latter.""I'm sorry," she whispered."She'll never forgive you," I warned her."You walk away now and that's it.There's no coming back, Tracy."My stupid damn phone started ringing and I growled in frustration.Derek's name flashed across the screen and I answered immediately."Is she okay?" I asked him."Turn on the channel 837 right now," he roared."Get the best damn lawyer your grandfather's money can buy and take him out.Annihilate each and every one of them."The line went dead and I stood, staring at my phone for a moment before my brain kicked into gear."Where's your TV set?" I asked a confused looking Tracy."Is it packed up?""N.no," she stuttered."It's in the living room."I barged through her small cottage until I reached the room and turned on the channel."So there you have it, folks, right from the horse's mouth," some blonde, with a set of teeth that resembled Gnasher's from the Dandy comics said."It makes one wonder just how far Delia Bennett pushed Rachel Grayson in the months before the shooting.Tonight we heard from Perry Franklin about her compulsive lying and promiscuity.Just what happened in the run up to the shooting to make Rachel Grayson snap? Is Delia Bennett more responsible than has previously been reported? Does she feel guilt for causing the death of her friend? From where we're sitting, it certainly seems that she should.She embarked on a love-affair with a man who she knew was involved with another woman.She snared him with a child and is now sitting pretty on her thrown at the top of a multinational hotel chain, having gotten exactly what she wanted.My question for all of you watching tonight is how far would you go to snare a multimillionaire?""Oh my Lord," Tracy cried from behind me."Turn it off."I didn't move.I couldn't.I was frozen to the spot.What the hell had just happened…What the fuck had I just heard? I turned my head to look at Tracy."Are they blaming Lee?" I shook my head and stared at the television again [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]