It was so out of the blue for Miss Maggie to turn up at the warehouse but it had made my day. She always brought a smile to my face and knew just what to say to me so that I wasn’t stuck inside my own head. Which happened often.
I didn’t tell her any specifics about the job that we were working on but I did tell her about Serena. I’d vowed to myself that I wouldn’t lie anymore or keep any secrets so when she asked me what had been going on, more specifically, why I was acting strangely the night after she watched Eli, I couldn’t tell her anything but the truth.
She’d nodded and listened to me tell her how I didn’t trust Serena. I told her time and time again that I wasn’t jealous, this was just a gut feeling that I had and that no one seemed to listen to me.
I got it. I understood I could be seen as jealous that she had come back with no explanation. She was Ty’s wife, at least legally.
Miss Maggie told me to listen to my gut, to not let anyone else influence how I felt. “Your gut is right ninety-nine percent of the time,” she had said.
Decision made, I decided that I’d broach the subject with Kitty. Out of all of the guys, I felt like she would be the one who would listen to me the most with being the only other woman here.
After work, they all came over to ours, apart from Luke who was currently sat outside Daley’s house. Evan had fallen asleep in the chair with his laptop perched precariously on his knees. I’d put Eli to bed just before Miss Maggie had left with Ty to go home and now it was just me and Kitty. Oh, and Evan’s snoring.
Clearing my throat, I shifted in my seat not knowing how to broach the subject.
“Spit it out, chica.”
“Huh?”
“Whatever it is that you wanna say.” She smirked, turning on the couch to face me. “You’ve been shuffling around like you’ve got ants in your pants since you came back down. Now, spill.”
“Okay.” I raised my hands in the air and took a deep breath. “I know that I’ve mentioned this before-”
“Serena?” Kitty asked, leaning against the arm of the couch.
“Yeah,” I blew out a breath. “There’s something about her Kitty. Are we really sure that she hasn’t got anything to do with this?”
“Honestly? I really don’t think she would.” Gritting my teeth, I tried my hardest to listen to her
. “I knew her back when she was with Ty, and sure she was a raving bitch and a total slut, but this?” Shaking her head, she turned back to face the TV. “I don’t think she’d do this.”
“What makes you so sure?” I gritted out.
I was getting beyond pissed. None of them would listen to me, I was getting so fed up with talking and not being heard. This was my last resort so if I couldn’t get any luck saying it in a meeting, then this was my final chance to be heard and I was being blown off.
“Trust me.” Kitty cut her eyes to me. “There’s things in her past that tell me she’d never do anything like this.” Her eyes blazed with a warning, and any other time, I would have backed away into a corner and accepted it. This time, I wasn’t going to let that happen, I wouldn’t be backed down by anyone, not anymore.
Nodding my head, I turned away from her. Concentrating on the painting on the wall and ignoring the swirl of anger in my gut, I hated feeling like this, of having no say in anything, yet again. I opened my mouth to give her a piece of my mind and closed it again.
Ever since we’d got back from the vets and I told her I’d met Ty’s mom, she’d been different with me, everything I said she rolled her eyes at and I felt like she was constantly looking down at me.
This wasn’t the Kitty that I had come to know, this was the bitch version and I didn’t like her.
Clearing my throat, I rubbed my sweaty hands on my jeans, deciding this wasn’t the best time to bring it up.
“Okay…” I stood up, slowly. Afraid that if I moved too fast, I’d say something that I might regret. A part of me wanted to shout at her, scream at her, but the me that was still used to holding back, kept that part at bay. “I’m going to bed.”
“Night.” She didn’t look up at me from the TV, instead she just kept her focus on the show that was playing. Frowning, I looked to her and then Evan. My blood pumping that much harder through my veins.
That was meant to be her cue to leave but she just sat there, aware that I was still stood watching her.
“Unbelievable,” I murmured when I walked away.
“Whatever,” I heard her sneer.
Shaking my head, I stomped up the stairs, straight into my bathroom and into the shower. The feel of the water raining down on my body, calming me. Leaning against the shower wall, I heaved a breath.
We were getting nowhere with this case and to top it off, Ty had started to pull away from me and the nightmares were happening more and more often.