Justice Served Cold

the facility

y. I had a permanent limp from a badly healed leg fracture. My le

gainst his polished black Mercedes. He lo

sgust. "Like something the cat dragged in. I guess

pathetic Molly he expected to see. I kep

ring. Inside, I was Stell

he trunk. "Get in. Mom and Dad want t

ious music, occasionally glancing over at me with that same lo

o

ame. Manicured lawns, sprawling vineyards, a h

n the porch, a pictu

!" she chirped, rush

d ear, "I hope you learned your lesson, you little bit

ily watching from the doorway. As she stepped back, sh

sharp and white-hot

msy me!"

p. I let her see the cold, flat emptiness in my eyes. I

from the doorway, t

ing my full name like a curse. "Your room is i

were erasing me. And I was going to