Chapter 115: MANDY

I don't trust the cops to get me what I want. Why should I? I've seen enough B-movies to know that they're nothing but a bunch of underpaid goons high on their own power. You couldn't pay me enough. Then again, they don't make shit for putting their lives in danger. Still, they have their uses.

Now that things had been set in motion I had time to reflect. There was so much that could go wrong with my plan. I had acted in haste and let my anger lead me. Something I hadn't done since mom was a street walking trollop who left me behind at night and sometimes for days on end while she did her thing. There were a few loose ends that I hadn't factored in.

Like Jace's father. I didn't think of him when I put my little plan together at the last minute. I know he would stand in front of his son. My accusation had been weak at best, but it was all I'd had time to work with at the time.

No, this won't do. I need insurance. There has to be some way to make this stick. Why hadn't I thought of this