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We arrive at Veronica’s address almost three and a half hours later. The second we’re dropped off in front of her home, Madeline and Adrian approach her front door.
They knock and stand patiently, waiting for her to open the door. I turn to Mason who’s being completely oblivious to the two of them.
“They seem to be spending a lot of time together huh?” Mason’s eyes glance up from his phone and to Maddie and Adrian who’s still standing and waiting.
“Yeah,” He replies, uninterested in my conversation topic. His eyes scan his phone again and he smiles slightly as he types away on the screen.
“Alrighty then,” I turn to look at the couple at the door and they’re now talking to somebody. They turn around and walk towards us, “What happened?”
Adrian points to the person standing at the door, “They said ‘Tracy’ went out to the store but she should be back any minute. We can wait inside if we want,” I nod and Maddie begins to walk toward the house and we all follow.
The house is almost as cold as it is outside, “Sorry about it being cold, our power got shut off not too long ago.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. You have a fireplace though, why don’t you use that?” We all look at Madeline like she’s crazy, she has no filter when it comes to talking to anyone. Including strangers.
“I’ve never been one to deal with fires, if you guys would like to there’s wood out back and you can use it,” He looked tired as all hell and anyone could see he’s probably stressed out of his mind. Adrian nods and leaves to the backyard. He comes back moments later with an armful of wood and begins putting it into the fireplace.
“If you don’t mind me asking, are you and Tracy married?” Mason’s eyes are locked on the wedding ring on the guy’s finger and I couldn’t help but notice it either. I don’t know how I feel about it when he moved his finger to look at the ring, I can see a trail of green making a band around his ring finger.
“We have a kid too, she’s almost five,” So Bo has another sister, great. This is going to be a lot more than she can handle. I can feel it, “Ah, here she is now,” He opens the front door and a lot of commotion goes on before we actually see Veronica.
“Todd, who are they?” She asks when she spots us sitting in the living room. Her voice is similar to Bo’s but has a little raspiness to it.
“They came here looking for you, said you’re an old friend of their friend,” Todd gives her a hug and a kiss before taking the groceries out of her hands, “Let’s go, Vivian, Mom has to speak with some people.” The little girl comes into view and her tiny ringlets bounce as she follows her dad into the kitchen.
Finally, we look at Veronica who closes the doors to the living room. The fire is crackling and we are instantly warmed up.
“Let me tell you one thing, I’ve never seen or heard of any of you people. If you don’t get out of my house this instant I will call the police.”
Madeline scoffs and crosses her legs, “Oh Veronica, I don’t think you’ll be wanting to do that.”
The second her name is mentioned her eyes grow wide and I see all of her defenses rise, “Who are you, people? Are you working for Joseph? Is he still after me?”
“Listen to me and then you may speak,” Madeline leans forward for emphasis, “Or there will be consequences,” Veronica sits down in the rocking chair in front of us, her mouth sewn shut, “We know all about your past life, the fact that your real name is Veronica Wilson, you had twins in March of 1999, you were a druggie and a prostitute, shall I go on?”
“What do you want from me? I already told Joseph the last time he sent his goons after me that I will end him.”
Adrian tsks and shakes his head, “Who’s Joseph? And what do you know about him?”
“You don’t know who Joseph Alvarez is?” Veronica practically snorts, “You’re way in over your heads then kids, why are you even here then if you’re not with him?”
“What did I say?” Madeline gives her a deadly look and she shuts her mouth.
“They don’t know anything about my past alright?” She’s obviously referring to her husband and kid.
“They’ll find out soon enough if you don’t give us the answers we’re looking for,” Mason chimes in, tapping his foot on the floor.
“Fine, what do you want to know?”
“Why did you leave Gianna at the hospital?” The question slips from my mouth before I could even process the words.
“You know my Gianna?” She looks at all of us, purposely avoiding my question,“You guys do look about her age. Is she alright? How is she doing?”
“Judging by the looks of it, she isn’t here with us so what do you think?” Maddie seems too invested with this detective shit but we should let her keep doing her own thing. Otherwise, she’ll complain about us refraining her from ‘doing her womanly job.’
“What happened to her? Is she...dead?”
“No, she’s not dead, but she isn’t good either. Her evil twin, Nicole, has her locked up somehow on over 27 murders and drug dealing charges, we have yet to figure out how.”