Touch of Evil
“—William Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act I, Scene 1 Justine spotted Laney slipping past one of the deputies. Moving quickly to intercept her, Justine clamped a firm hand on the tiny singer’s arm. “Back here, behind the vehicle. For your own safety, Miss Thibodeaux.”
“He’ll listen to me. I know he’ll listen.” Laney swatted Justine’s wrist and struggled to pull free.
Though the smaller woman was in no danger of escaping, Justine snapped, “Stop fighting me, Laney, or I’ll have you on the ground and ...in restraints so fast your head will spin.”
Shocked by her tone, Laney went still, instead staring with tears running down her face. “Please—I can’t be too late this time. Kenneth can’t die, too. Not after Jake and Hart and Caleb…Not after every…everything that’s…”
Laney crumpled, sobbing. Pitying her, Justine wrapped an arm around the younger woman to shepherd her toward safety— Only to have Paul Miller roughly snatch Laney away, twisting her arm behind her and frog-marching her forward as he pulled a set of handcuffs from his belt.MoreLess
“He’ll listen to me. I know he’ll listen.” Laney swatted Justine’s wrist and struggled to pull free.
Though the smaller woman was in no danger of escaping, Justine snapped, “Stop fighting me, Laney, or I’ll have you on the ground and ...in restraints so fast your head will spin.”
Shocked by her tone, Laney went still, instead staring with tears running down her face. “Please—I can’t be too late this time. Kenneth can’t die, too. Not after Jake and Hart and Caleb…Not after every…everything that’s…”
Laney crumpled, sobbing. Pitying her, Justine wrapped an arm around the younger woman to shepherd her toward safety— Only to have Paul Miller roughly snatch Laney away, twisting her arm behind her and frog-marching her forward as he pulled a set of handcuffs from his belt.MoreLess
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