the uncle is in on it since she’d used him as an alibi. Apparently, he forgot his medicine and couldn’t live without it, and as a doting niece, it was left to her to head back to the states to retrieve it. She’d left before her husband knew what she was doing, and he hasn’t been sane since.
MOUTH
Whew, that was easy. I sat back in the seat as the jet took off in the air. The hardest part of my day was switching planes. I set down in one state and immediately got on the plane that was waiting there for me on the other side of the tarmac. Uncle Al had come through with that. I couldn’t use Shane’s because one of his spies would’ve sounded the alarm.
It was close. I had to get to my place on the hill above the prison in time for the visit. It’s a wonder the cops didn’t pull me over for speeding. No, actually, the hard part started with choosing the right spot. Since I’d never been there before, I had to get all my specs from an aerial map, which took time. With wind trajectory being the only thing I had to worry about once I got there, I’d studied the weather days in advance to help me choose.
If I wanted things to go down smoothly, I couldn’t spare a minute. The bogus text I’d sent that Liz person would have her showing up at about one in the afternoon, then the time it would take for the prisoner to be brought from her cell, and last the walk they would take to the special visitation building that some prisoners were allowed to use, and which I’d specifically asked for.
I’d done all that, setting up visitation, with the help of my daughter and her friends, heaven help me, though they have no idea what I was doing. I do know, though, that I’m gonna have to update my firewall when we get home. That Nia kid is way too good, and it looks like she’s been training the others.
I was in place a good ten minutes ahead of schedule, which wasn’t necessarily a good thing. All I need is for one of these trigger-happy assholes in guard suits to see me up here with my gear. Things went as smoothly as I expected in the end, no hiccups. I took the shot. She won’t be sending any more messages, and those women back on the island could chill.
MANDY: 1:00 pm
I smirked in the little stolen mirror as I got ready to go meet Liz. She’s the only one who visits me here, and not because she wants to. My mother, that bitch, never once stepped foot in this place, never called or sent a letter, nothing. It’s as if I never existed.
Today’s visit is a little unexpected, though. Liz has never taken the initiative before to come see me. Maybe she’s here to plead for mercy, of which I have none. She’s out there enjoying life while I’m stuck behind these walls, thanks to her in part.
Knowing she hates my guts only makes forcing her to do my bidding all the sweeter. She’s such an idiot that she still believes in happy families and would do anything I asked to preserve hers. If she’s coming here to ask me to back off, she’s dumber than I’ve always known her to be.
She can have no idea that she’s only the first in my lineup. Once I get her end of things locked down, meaning, once Carter is on the hook again, then it’s time to move on to the others. Though Jace had destroyed my little black book, I still remember names and occupations.
Even from prison, it’s been easy to run a Google search on them when I was supposedly taking classes. Since most of the men were Hollywood types or some professional bigwig, anyone watching would think I was just fangirling, like so many others here do. There isn’t much else to do here but live through what we see on the screen.
I would’ve been bored out of my mind had I not hooked me another fish in here. One of the guards, in fact, the most stoic one of the bunch, a stickler for the rules. I’d gone after him for just that reason. It didn’t matter what he looked like; I only needed him for a few things. One, to get me access to whatever I needed, and two,