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“It was never a case of me not wanting you. Your father made me do it. I didn’t argue because I believed it would be safer for you; he was abusive.”
    “I know all about abuse,” Lisa stated as she turned towards her mother and removed the sunglasses she had been wearing up until this point.
    “You’ll stay with me,” her mother insisted, willing to do anything to try and make up for her past decisions.
    “It isn’t just me now.”
    “I have grandchildren?” Elaine beamed.
    “A grandson. Yes.”
    “He’s more than welcome. I have an extra bedroom and there is no way I’m taking no for an answer.”
    “I’m not going to argue with you, Mother. I’m ready to leave. If I don’t, I fear I’ll kill him.”
    “If I don’t first,” was the only reply her mother gave her.
     

     



Chapter Fourteen
    Agent Turner and Rene sat in their car on a darkened side street and talked to their informant. Rene grabbed her phone and turned on the interior light so she could see well enough to make a fake profile for the girl who would be undercover in the online chat room they needed to infiltrate.
    “Just scoot down in the seat,” Agent Turner instructed the young girl, who sat smacking on gum in the backseat as if she didn’t have a care in the world.
    Rene talked as she worked on setting up the profile, though she doubted the girl was paying attention to anything but ogling her partner. She pushed away the compounded irritation of knowing the girl was checking David out and the sound she was making, smacking on that wad of gum in her mouth.
    She sounds like a fucking cow. She knew she was being irrational, hating the girl for the crush she clearly had on her partner. She knew David had no interest in the prostitute but it would be a cold day in hell before Rene even let her try her luck. She had mentally marked her territory and would obstruct any chance of another female even getting near him. Maybe moving in with him wasn’t such a bad idea. She just wouldn’t let him know that she was contemplating doing so.
    The informant grabbed the gum in her mouth and twirled it around her finger as she batted her eyes at Agent Turner. “I don’t know what to say in a chat room. I might need to have coffee with you at an internet café so you can school me.”
    Rene jerked around in her seat with her green eyes flashing. “That won’t be necessary!”
    “I don’t have coffee with informants without my partner present. It keeps things professional. You understand, I’m sure,” Agent Turner said, hoping it would not only clarify that he had no intentions of doing so, but it might keep him from getting his ass beat by Rene as well.
    “Too bad,” she replied with a pout as she sat and stared at him while toying with the gum in her mouth, trying her best to look seductive.
    Rene grabbed her business card and wrote on the back of it as she spoke, “Your profile name is Angel” of death she thought but didn’t say. It won’t be necessary for you to chat online; I’ll be doing that. It will be necessary for you to meet with the suspect and I’ll call you when I set that up.”
    The informant gasped and fanned her face in a melodramatic manner. “I could be in danger?” David quickly moved his arm off the back of the seat as she reached for it.
    Rene was the one to answer with a hint of sarcasm, “I highly doubt you have any need to worry. The unsub is a meek, mild-mannered librarian.”
    “Unsub?”
    “Unknown subject,” Rene barked out, trying her best to keep it professional and not be too much of a smartass.
    “That’s all we need for now,” Agent Turner informed her, his voice laced with indifference.
    “Okay,” she said swinging her legs around and getting out of the backseat. “Just call me if you need anything, Agent Turner.”
    “Agent Murphy will call you if it’s necessary,” he retorted.
    “Well… okay then.” She didn’t even try to hide her disappointment.
    Rene waited until she