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)
“Don’t play games with me. Where is she?”
“How did you know?”
“I smelled her in that fucking room.”
“Okay, calm down. I was watching over her for you. She wasn’t ready….”
“Where is she?” I could hear traffic in the background as if he was driving.
“Where are you?”
“Right outside your fucking house, and I see her.”
“Marcus!”
“Later. I’ll deal with you after I deal with her.” He hung up the phone, and I ran for the door. The door to Jack’s car was open, and she was gone. I looked around and saw nothing. Fuck, can this night get any worse?
GARRETT
Ican’t catch a break. I barely slept a wink last night, Marcus is on the loose, and Kevin is in my home office having a meltdown. My wife, as if she didn’t trust me to handle things, had chosen to show him all the recordings from the nanny cam at once and he was not handling it well.
As if that wasn’t enough, she’d threatened to post it all online if he didn’t handle the situation in a way she approved. Not only that, in front of him she’d asked for my contacts in the media just so he’d know how serious she was about going public.
Of course, I gave them to her, even though I knew the poor guy was caught between a rock and a hard place; that’s my wife; I promised to choose her side in all things. But fuck if she isn’t the most stubborn little shit ever to walk the earth.
I don’t know what she dreamt last night, but she woke up this morning loaded for bear. Even our morning sex was a little bit violent, and I have the scratch marks on my back to prove it. I took it all in stride, though, because I knew she was pissed from last night; I just didn’t realize how upset she really was.
I can only be thankful that she’s too preoccupied with this matter to realize that her precious Jacks is missing. I haven’t thought of a good enough answer to give her that wouldn’t be an outright lie. Just the thought of lying to her makes my stomach hurt, so I know that’s not an avenue I can take.
Natalie had sobered up some and was going on the rampage, making threats and acting out of control. Kevin refuses to go to the house right now because he swears he might do something drastic to her, and I can’t in all good conscience try to force him before he’s ready.
Some of the shit she said on those recordings, especially the ones referring to me, must be hard for him to stomach. I was embarrassed just listening to them and hoping my wife had enough foresight to recognize the ramblings of a delusional woman. Because some of that shit surely sounded like Natalie and I were lovers who’d been interrupted by time and place.
I had no idea she was so obsessed with me. I guess I have my selfishness to blame for not seeing it before. I thought because I was done that meant she had moved on as well. She was the one who gave the ultimatum that put an end to us, after all, so I don’t see why she should be acting like this.
I’m not sure if my marriage sent her over the edge or if she’d been this crazy all along. If she was, then she’d hidden it very well over the years we were together, or maybe I just wasn’t paying attention. It boggles my mind that a woman I barely spare a thought these days could have me so prevalent in her mind and thoughts as to go to these lengths.
There was a loud knock at the door and the doorbell was going off at the same time. Whoever it was, was in one hell of a rush, and I made it to the door two steps behind the butler. It was Natalie and her parents, and I can’t say I was surprised to see them. They’ve always stood behind her, no matter what.
“Where is my son? Give me back my son, you bitch.” I looked over my shoulder to see Alyssa and Kevin coming down the stairs. Natalie tried getting by me to get to her and I had to push her back. “Don’t! I don’t want to hit you, but if you touch my wife, I will hurt you.”
“How could you choose her over me? How can you take her side after what she did? Look at my face.” She had two black eyes, and there were strips of medical tape across the bridge of her nose. Her lip was split as well, and her cheek was swollen. It had taken Alyssa less than five minutes to do all that.
“Garrett, what’s going on here? What is the meaning of all this? Where is my grandson? And why did you let this person attack my daughter?”