“Yes, she’s your mother and she never wanted you. She’s only using you to get your uncle’s money.”
Ambrosia’s harshly spoken words to the teary child made the frozen state Famke felt she was in, immediately thaw. Without a second thought she pulled back her fist and punched the woman square in the nose earning a collective gasp from the group before she shoved Ambrosia hard, causing her to trip in her stilettos and fall on her ass. Famke rushed over her and swooped Precious up in her arms and ignored the rest of the crowd.
“You bitch, my nose is bleeding. It’s probably broken!” She screamed from her spot on the floor.
She paid her no mind and stared into the dark eyes of the little one she had set on the counter, “You listen to me, Precious. Listen to me. I love you. I love you very much. You are the most incredible person I have ever met. You do not listen to the words of Ambrosia. Do you remember when
Famke watched wiping a tear off her cheek as Kara got off the floor and stood up.Kara glared at Famke, “everything was fine until you came along.”“Pretty sure Keshaun just made it really clear it wasn’t.” Royal corrected her with a grunt. “Get out.”“You could have simply told the truth,” Kara said as she looked around the room. “You kept this secret from everyone.”“I kept my brother’s secret. It wasn’t mine to share.”“It was hers.”“Leave.” Jubi interrupted this time. “Before I make you leave.”“You must be celebrating. I know how much you love my husband.”“Are you kidding me? He’s devastated Kara. He’s hurting and he’s devastated, and he is my friend. He’s watched me grow up like a third brother. I’m not celebrating his pain you stupid bitch. I mourn
Bram helped her out of the car when they got to Royal’s house, and they were surprised to see Keshaun in the driveway.“Hey, what are you doing?”“I was going to crash here,” he rubbed his head with embarrassment, “but Kara went to my parents to look for me and then told them she was going to the hotel. She knows this would be my next stop if I’m not there and I can’t deal with her drama right now. I need space from her. I’m going to head back to Pittsburgh. If I leave now, I can get there by nine with a rest stop or two.” He looked at Famke. “Why aren’t you at the house?”“Precious is terrified of her,” Nyx explained. “Mindy had the kid convinced Famke is an evil witch and Ambrosia’s bullshit has her in a panic. The Robinson crew immediately jumped all over Famke demanding explanations because neither Royal nor his parents stayed to explain.”&ldqu
Famke was in her bed in her apartment staring at the ceiling unable to sleep. Nyx was on the sofa and Bram was in his own room. Both of them were as mentally drained as she was. She wished she wasn’t feeling so heart sick, but she was. All she wanted was to hear from Royal to know Precious was settled down for now, but it was coming on eleven and there was no word from him.She could have stayed in New York, but the truth was, she wasn’t sure how long Precious would need time to recover and the thought of sitting in a hotel room waiting by the phone instead of at her own home surrounded by her own comfort items felt necessary. She was currently wrapped up in the blanket her mother had made for her when she was a teenager.She willed herself to sleep but it was not working and after a full hour of tossing and turning she sat up in the bed frustratedly. Normally when she was upset, she would putter around the house but with Nyx on the sofa she was stuck in he
Famke was standing at the counter of the local police precinct and gave a polite smile to the man standing behind it. She looked around noting for the Boxing Day holiday it was busy. The place was hopping.“Hi. My name is Famke Noor. NYPD asked me to turn myself in this morning.”The man lifted an eyebrow. “It’s Boxing Day. It couldn’t wait until after the holiday. Did you kill someone?”“Nope. Punched an influencer in the face.”“You did it.”“Yes. Do you need to arrest me?”He typed on the keyboard in front of him. “Name?”“Famke Noor.” She tapped her foot worriedly as he searched his data base.“We were asked to take your statement and to have a discussion with you. I’ll have one of our detectives come meet with you. You can take a seat there.” He motioned to a row of wooden chairs against a wall.She sat
Royal sat with his niece in the psychiatrist’s office, his hands trembling with rage as he read the reports coming to him from Rico’s team. They were known to get information no matter the methods, but he didn’t care.Mindy had been incredibly ill. The lovers Mindy took were on a rotation as Jubi had found out. Mindy doctor shopped and had multiple physicians in New York, New Jersey, Pittsburgh and even in Boston. Rico’s men had managed to even get copies of clinical notes and there was evidence confirming Famke’s theory was plausible. At an appointment in January of this year, Mindy had told a psychologist she was certain her husband was having an affair with the woman they’d used as a surrogate. The clinical notes indicated Prince was part of the session and he’d denied it vehemently, but Mindy hadn’t been able to be discouraged. The doctor had recommended a seventy-two hour hold for her when Mindy also described a witch hexin
Royal looked up as the physician came into the space. She wasn’t what he’d been expecting when he’d been told she was the best at working with trauma survivors. She was petite, with black glasses and her hair knotted at her nape but it was the crushed velour track suit which made him pause. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed. He started to question the recommendation he’d taken from the counsellor who had been seeing Precious all along.“Precious and Royal?” The woman spoke softly. “I’m Doctor Rivera. Please come on in.”He rose to his feet and called to Precious who was coloring at a table nearby. “Come on Precious,” He motioned for her to go.“No. I want to finish my picture.” She shot him an angry sideways glance. She’d been angry with him since she’d woken up after midnight, again at four and then at six.He took a breath, “Precious, I know you
Famke entered the coffee shop through the employee entrance and noted Cesar was working away. “Morning.”“Hi. You’re back!”“I am,” she sighed.“What’s wrong?”“Nothing.” She hung up her coat and looked up as Keshaun entered the room with a scowl on his face. “What?”“I heard a woman’s voice and thought you were Kara. I was coming to toss you out,” he inhaled sharply. “I didn’t think you’d actually come in this morning.”“You said you had work for me.” She paused, “you don’t?”“I have tons of work for you. It was quiet in here yesterday since it was Boxing Day but today it’s picking back up as people start moving again off their sofas and waking up from their turkey comas.” He tossed an apron at her, “you hear from Royal?”“H
“What are you doing here?” Famke asked Royal. “Where’s Precious?”“Sleeping,” he motioned to the booth where her feet hung off the edge. “She fell asleep on the ride here and wouldn’t wake up when we arrived. She’s too tired.” He held his arms out, “come here.”She rushed into his arms, and he wrapped them around her tight and squeezed her, inhaling deeply of her hair and nuzzling her neck.She was vaguely aware of Nyx being yanked by Koda through the swinging doors of the coffee shop and the man telling Keshaun he was going to use his office for a bit. She fought the giggle as she snuggled against Royal’s chest.“I missed you, baby girl.”“I missed you too,” her eyes opened to look beyond him to the booth. Everything in her screamed to run and hold the child but fear of making Precious even more terrified than she already was, compelled her