I looked away, swallowing hard.
Cane lifted his arms. “Why don’t you look surprised?” he demanded.
My eyes swooped up to his. “Because I already know,” I whispered. “I was there…when it happened.”
If I thought he was upset before, he was pissed now. “What the fuck! You were there? Why were you there, Kandy?”
“I—I don’t know, okay! I overheard the conversation you and Lora had with El Jefe, and I had this nagging feeling. I kept worrying that you’d told him to kill her so I went to go see her and make sure she was still alive!”
“Kandy, I would never do something like that! What the fuck were you thinking, going there to see her! They have cameras all over that place, and if they find out you were there the same day she died, there will be hell to pay! Do you know how bad this will look for you?”
“I’m sorry!” I wailed. “I didn’t know they were going to kill her, Cane! I—I saw that guy. Um…Clark? The one who worked for El Jefe. I saw him go in there and then he hopped a fence and ran when the cops showed up.”
“Fuck,” he hissed. “This is unbelievable!”
“I thought you called it,” I murmured. “I was scared, Cane. I was worried.”
I dropped my head but felt him looking at me. Sighing, he stepped toward me, holding my shoulders. “Trust me, I wanted to, but I couldn’t do it. Not like that. I wanted to take care of it myself—not with death, but I would have come up with something.” He removed one hand from my shoulder, swiping it over his face. “I’m going to have to call someone, see if he can get the tapes from security and if we can pay the clinic off to give them to us and take your name off the visitation list.”
“I’m sorry, Cane. If I’d known, I would have stayed away, I promise.”
“You wasted two hours of your life going to see her, Kandy. That’s probably the dumbest shit you’ve ever done.” His phone chimed and he pulled it out, reading the alert. “‘Check your porch,’” he read in a hushed tone. He stared at me for a moment, and then rushed back through the door. He jogged down the hallway and I followed.
Swinging the front door open, he rushed outside as tires of a car screeched, and over his shoulder, I spotted a black car driving away.
Huffing hard, Cane looked down and picked something up. He came back inside with it and I met up to him, staring inside an unmarked brown box.
There was a sticky note on top of it.
Problem solved.
Don’t fuck up again.
Cane’s nostrils flared as he read over the note several times. He then opened the box, pulling out six DVDs and the visitation list with the date of that day and names.
“Holy shit,” someone said behind me with laughter in their voice. I looked back, and Lora was in the hallway, looking at us. “That’s the security footage from the clinic?”
Cane picked his head up. “Yes.”
“Oh, shit!” Lora cupped her mouth, hiding a smile. She stepped back and dropped one hand, holding the other up and pointing at Cane. “I fucking told you!”
“Still doesn’t make this right, Lora!” his voice boomed.
She shrugged. “But you’ll never have to worry about that bitch again, will you?”
She didn’t even bother waiting to hear his response. She was walking down the hallway before even I could let the words sink in.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
CANE
I couldn’t sleep at all that night, which didn’t make any fucking sense.
For starters, I obviously didn’t harbor any positive feelings for Kelly. I’d wanted her out of my life for so long, but knowing about what had happened was…insane. As guilty as I felt, a small part of me was dancing with joy and relief, and I hated that part of myself. That part of me was thrilled she was gone—glad that she was no longer a problem—but the way it happened wasn’t what I wanted.
He had to have poisoned her. There was no other way around it. Draco was good with poison, acid, and a lot of other shit that I didn’t even want to wrap my mind around. He knew about drugs that could kill without leaving a single trace in the bloodstream. It didn’t help that Lora went behind my back and told him to do it. It pissed me off that she was still in touch with him, even when I’d told her to stay away from him and to never ask him for any favors. He wasn’t the kind of man she needed to be mixed up with, especially when it came to owing favors, because once you asked for one, you owed him for life.
Turning on my side, I looked at Kandy. She was sound asleep, and had that dip between her eyebrows that made her look innocent and sweet. She was deep in my world now and had witnessed things that I never wanted her to see. Draco had taken care of everything, that much was clear. The DVDs and the visitation list had been burned, so there was really no evidence or way for anyone to find out Kandy was ever there. I had nothing to worry about when it came to Kelly and her family, so why the hell couldn’t I rest?