Chapter 50 Erin
Erin
His voice was gentle. ‘Look, Erin, I don’t mean to upset you, but I’ve figured it out. I know how your sister got the DNA inside her.’
I stopped dead. ‘I am not listening to this.’
‘You have to, Eri, it doesn’t make any difference to anyone. I served my time. Please?’
I walked faster but he could easily keep up with me. ‘Look, just hear me out. That’s all I ask. Please.’ He was begging. ‘You know back in the day when I came to your bedroom, and you jerked me off –’
‘Stop, please stop, Milo.’ But he wouldn’t.
‘I cleaned myself up with tissues afterwards, right? And then I put those tissues in the trash can under your desk, right?’
I was horrified and tried to jaywalk across the street to get away from him, but traffic was flying past me.
‘I reckon that Ruby was watching us through the keyhole. She picked one of those tissues out of the trash. That’s how she knew where to get the DNA and that’s how it got inside her. She put it there.’
I was momentarily stunned. How the hell could he even think up something like that?
I whipped around to face him. ‘Milo, my bedroom door did not have a keyhole. It didn’t even have a lock. There was no key. Now please leave, and if you ever come to my office or approach me again, I am calling the police.’
‘She saw us, I’m telling you.’
I turned to go in the opposite direction.
‘Hey, did you find Nick yet?’
I hated that he knew anything about my family and my husband. I was furious. Why would he do this? It was over.
The following weekend, however, I found an excuse to visit Kathy in our old home.
I reassured myself that, in fact, there was no keyhole.
The door was exactly as I remembered. I lay on the floor in the hall to see if there was a gap under the door.
All I could see was the carpet immediately inside the room.
Why would Milo persist in this lie? It bothered me.
A few days later, a text arrived from Margie’s burner number.
What a dirty little bitch you and your sister are. A pair of dirty little bitches.
I cried.