A Mother's obsessive-love

There was a pause, then he responded. "It's a tracking device, not a bug. Yes, it is."

"For fuck’s sake, Eric!"

"It’s my job, Daisy." Eric responded.

"Well I put it to you that your job sucks! Do you hear me?" She shot back. "This is bullshit and you know it."

"Keeping you safe became a bigger concern when Julian showed up again. He was slippery, so I had to cover both you and your mom. The minute his death was confirmed, I turned off the receiver."

Daisy squeezed her eyes shut. "This isn’t about the damn tracking device Eric. None of you get it. I'm mad because you all keep me in the dark, always. And it's so wrong on so many levels. I feel violated, Eric."

"I'm so sorry, Daisy. I didn't mean to upset you. But your mother didn't want you to worry."

"I’m a fucking adult! I get to decide if I worry or not." She shot a look at Brett when she said that, because what she was saying was totally applicable to him, too.

His arch look told her he got the message. "I understa