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Allison."So, as I was saying, Jessica, don't you think Becca is a completely unfit mother?" I asked again, staring at my daughter's friend with purpose.The girl was not the sharpest knife in the drawer. "I don't know. I've never seen her as a mother.""But Becca is promiscuous and violent and not a good friend to Tally, right?" I tried again.Jessica rubbed her chin. "Tally's dead, though. How can she be any kind of friend to her?"I sighed and opened my purse, taking out a small stack of the financial reserves the Cartwrights had given me for… well… bribe money, to be blunt. "Think, Jessica. Think back. Didn't Becca attack men, including Chad, at Tally's parties?"Realization finally dawned in the idiot's eyes, and she quickly pocketed the money I slid across the table. "You know what, you're right. She did. And she tried to get back at Chad. And Tally said Becca sent her dad to beat up Chad."Bingo. "Yes, that is true, isn't it?" I simpered. "It would be a shame for T

Mona, Private Investigator.James Valentino was one of those clients you just couldn't say no to.I've had a few high-profile cases before, and even those guys didn't pay as well as Mr. Valentino. Sure, it was sometimes hard to get in touch with him, but oh boy, he paid on time and more than what was asked.So, naturally, I wasn't going to complain when his investigation led me to the Sirens dance club at 3;00 AM.The bouncer at the entrance eyed me suspiciously as I approached the door. They probably didn't get a lot of women, and from what I read on its website, it was supposed to be a slow day."Identification." He extended his hand toward me. As if I could pass for someone under 21."Here you go, sir," I said, slipping a $100 bill under it. He glanced at my ID for a split second and returned it, sans the bill. There really was no reason for him to turn me down, but the little extra was just to ensure I got what I wanted. Surely enough, he o

Becca.Life at home was strangely, and blessedly, normal. While James took frustrating call after frustrating call, Alessandro and Dahlia were completely oblivious to the danger around them. They played with Layla, James, and me, ate, slept, and had not a care in the world.Antoinette even came over from time to time for coffee, and we'd talk openly about what was going on in our lives. It was refreshing to have someone "normal" to talk to about such things.Two days from the trial, James was looking increasingly harried, but the kids were still happy as could be. Alessandro was sucking down an applesauce pouch and Dahlia was making a mess of some puréed peaches.When the doorbell rang, I assumed it was Antoinette. I put Alessandro on my hip and went to the door.I stumbled back when I saw who it was. "Allegra!"Allegra looked worn down. She had a pack over one shoulder and a sad loneliness in her eyes. "Is she here?" Allegra asked.I blinked several times, then called ba

Becca.I wore a gray pencil skirt and a black blouse, sitting next to James and Ms. Loveless while the judge took the bench. The Cartwright side of the courtroom was made up of a troop of lawyers. I wondered why Ms. Loveless hadn't brought every employee in her office as well. It certainly was intimidating—looking at the other side."All rise for Judge Hopper," the bailiff intoned.Everyone rose, including Layla, who was sitting behind us with the two kids."Please be seated," Judge Hopper said, taking his seat. He wore the black judge's robes, of course, which made me think of depictions of Death.I swallowed, feeling the blood drain from my face. James took my hand."Now, I understand this is a custody hearing," Judge Hopper mumbled. He was a bit elderly, and if not hard of hearing, at least hard to hear."Yes, your honor," Chad's lawyer said, rising in his chair. "We would like to remove Alessandro Valentino from Rebecca Woods's custody and place him with his father an

James.I slept nestled into my favorite places—my face nestled in Becca's neck, my hand nestled around one of her breasts, my c*ck nestled between her legs. It was bliss, and it was a necessary reprieve from the Alessandro debacle. I couldn't imagine losing that little boy any more than Becca could. If it came down to it, and it looked as though it would, I was going to talk with Tony about kidnapping. It was an insane move, but this was an insane situation.Speaking of Tony, my cell phone rang on the bedside table. It was Tony's ring, and one of the very few that could bypass the silent mode.Becca stirred, but I kissed the back of her neck as I gently pulled out of her and smoothed the hair away from her cheek. "I'll be right back, baby," I murmured, then went to grab my phone while covering Becca with the blankets."Yes?" I asked in a clipped tone, walking out onto the balcony stark naked and closing the door behind me."We have a problem," Tony said without preamble.