Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

After a second, she nodded. Fuck, I was glad that bastard was dead. I
should have poured more poisoned water down his throat.
“Jack loved him like a son. When I turned seventeen and he received
some kind of award from the city, he wanted to celebrate and show Conan
some… gratitude.” I could feel bile rising up my throat. “He gave him free
reign over me for a night.” Her lips quivered as she looked away.
"It was so humiliating. Dehumanizing. Like I was just a disposable object
one could pass around like he pleased. I hate them so, so much, Maddox. I
hope they're burning in hell."
I couldn't take it anymore and pushed away from her, sitting down on the
edge of the bed, breathing deeply, my feet on the ground. Elbows on my
knees, I held my head between my hands as I could feel a killer headache
make its way to me.
How strong did you have to be to deal with all of this and still try to live
your life? That was killing me inside and I wasn’t even the one who
experienced it so how did she cope?
“But he's dead, now Maddox.” I heard Sofia shuffle behind me and her
arms circled my waist as she rubbed her face against my back like a cat. “I
don't want to let dead people ruin my life anymore. They’ve done it enough
while they were alive.”
“What happened that night? How did you do it?"
I heard her take a big breath before she started her tale.
“First, we needed a scapegoat. My friend found Harold on the police data
server when he hacked into it. He was registered as a recidivist sex offender,
so we knew he wouldn't be missed. He approached Harold at a bar and
convinced him to rob the mayor’s house with him while he was supposedly
away on business and then split whatever they found. Harold was in. I let the
backdoor open before going upstairs that night and that’s how they got in
once I gave my friend the signal. I waited until Jack and Marcella were both