Chapter 5 #3
After calling her attorney, she decided to make another call.
But before she could get the phone to work, it was snatched from her like she didn’t have things to get done.
Screaming at the officer when he stood over her, smiling, she wanted to hit him right in the face.
But hitting someone again, especially a police officer, would get her into more trouble than she was in right now.
Besides, they’d all pay before she was finished with them, and she couldn’t wait until they got their comeuppance.
Janice didn’t think of herself as a terrible person.
Entitled, yes, but then why wouldn’t she be?
She was just one who liked things to go her way.
And her way was the only way there was, she thought with a grin.
She’d been getting her way since before she’d been in high school, and she liked it.
Getting her husband to marry her was the greatest accomplishment that she’d ever made.
Now, when she got her grandson to live with her, preferably without his mother, then she’d be two for two in getting what she wanted.
Shanda was just down the hall from her, but she’d served her purpose, so she wanted nothing more to do with her. As she kept yelling for her to get her out, too, she ignored her in favor of making plans about what she was going to do when Davy lived with her.
Now that he was getting older, she decided that she was going to call him David. Davy sounded like a baby’s name, and she didn’t want people to think that she was raising him to be anything but a man. A better man than her husband and son had been for sure.
Dinner was nothing she would have served her dog had she had one.
It was some kind of sandwich with a bag of chips.
She was told that since she’d been so late coming in, they’d not been prepared for her, so her next meals would be better.
It certainly couldn’t get any worse than what they expected her to eat tonight.
Eating the cake over the meal, she decided that someday she was going to run this town, and the police station would be the first to go. There was very little use for it, and she didn’t think that her taxes should go for something so lame as a one-light town having a stationhouse.
They announced that the lights would be out at ten.
She wasn’t going to have that, as she stayed up late when she was at home.
It was nothing for her to get to bed around the time that the sun was coming up.
They’d just have to make an exception for her since she wasn’t going to mess up her schedule just because they thought that lights out meant that she was tired and would be going to bed.
Not that she’d be able to sleep on the little bed that she’d had.
Janice wondered what she’d have to do to get herself a better bed while she was in jail.
Certainly, nothing more than giving out money to the right people.
The only thing was, she didn’t think that there were any right people in this place to do anything she wanted.
They came to get her tray, and she decided then to have a word with someone about the conditions she was forced to endure.
“What do I have to do to get a better bed? Not to mention better meals. I shouldn’t be in here at all, much less living like the others do.
” He said that she had what she got, and that was nothing more than the other inmates had.
“But I shouldn’t be here at all. All I did was bloody her lip.
It’s not like she needed stitches or anything.
I guess next time I’ll have to knock her around more so that I can get what I want. ”
Thinking about what she said, she knew the reason why he was looking at her, confused.
But she wasn’t going to admit to anything but let him stew about it.
After he left her, telling her that lights out was going to be in an hour, she tried to get him to come back so that she could tell him how much that wasn’t going to work for her.
The stupid fool just walked away, and she felt her temper getting the better of her.
“You dumb mother fucker, you heard me. If you turn out the lights in an hour, I’m going to have you arrested.
” Yes, she thought that had worked out so well for her before.
“I want you to leave my lights on until I’m ready to have them turned off.
I know my rights. You’ll do as I say or I’ll stop paying my taxes. Then where will you be?”
“Employed,” he yelled back at her, and she could almost see red; her temper was so out of control. “You have a nice night now.”
There was no way that she was going to put up with this.
She had paid her taxes when they came due, and she thought that should give her special privileges.
Janice thought that when you paid as much as she did in taxes every year, it should come with a get out of jail free card.
She didn’t remember the name of the game that had that in it, but she thought that it should be the law no matter what.
When the lights went out, she was plunged into darkness.
It had been getting nighttime earlier all the time, and with the sun already gone down, there wasn’t even a flicker of stars that shone into her room.
Not that she had a window or anything, but she should have been given more time.
As it was now, she had to fumble around in the dark to get her bed made.
They apparently couldn’t even be bothered to make her bed for her.
The darkness had never been her friend. She had too many thoughts going around in her head to justify going to sleep.
All she could think about was her baby boy and how he’d left her too soon.
Crying to herself, she felt her heart break whenever she thought about how young he’d been when he’d left her behind.
She must have dozed off because when the lights came on, she was awakened by it. Wanting to sleep more now that the lights were on, she didn’t get up when her breakfast was brought to her. But the delicious smells had her getting up to see what was under the domed food that was there.
Even the coffee was good. There had been two scrambled eggs done perfectly.
Bacon and sausage links. The hashbrowns were just the way she liked them, with just enough crisps on them to make them crunch in her mouth.
The toast was still warm, and the butter to put on it was just as soft as the toast was crunchy.
Eating every bit of her meal, she almost couldn’t wait until lunch.
It wouldn’t be as good, she told herself, but she would have to wait.
As soon as they came for her tray, they told her that she had a visitor.
It was her attorney. The first thing she told him was that she wanted out of here.
“Since you hit someone in a public setting, you’ll have to wait your turn with the judge.
I can’t believe I have to tell you this after all this time.
You should never do anything where there might be witnesses.
” She liked this man; he spoke to her like she liked.
Telling her things that would keep her out of jail wasn’t very helpful now, but she knew he’d get her out of here.
“As it stands right now, the young woman you hit had to have three stitches. That doesn’t sound like much, but when you factor in that you were going to hit her again—with witnesses, I might add—then that’s going to get you some jail time. What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking that I’d heard enough of her mouth running.
” He just tsked at her. “What are you finding out about me getting my grandson from his mother? Have you found out anything that I can use against her in the court of law? I want to do this legally, but I’m not opposed to doing things the hard way if necessary. ”
“She’s married. As of this morning, she and one of the Savage men are married.
He’s also making it so that he’s going to adopt the little boy.
You’re going to be shit out of luck going up against them.
They have all the money.” She asked if that was true that they were dragons.
“I’ve heard that too. But I don’t think it makes any difference to the judge. He’s a shifter too.”
“Is there anyone around that cares that she’s raising my grandson to be a pussy?
I want him in my home by the end of the month.
If you can’t do it, then find me someone who will do as I want.
” He said that they were being recorded.
“I don’t care. I want her dead if I can’t have what I want.
And dead would be better than not. She won’t be coming back to haunt me then. ”
They talked about her options, which weren’t all that many.
As he was getting ready to leave, he told her that he’d make sure to keep someone on her at all times.
Then he told her that it was going to be difficult for her to get the boy if he adopted him.
He’d be just one more person in line to get him if anything happened to his mother.
“What’s this world coming to if a woman can’t raise her grandson when the mother is such a slut.
” She didn’t have any idea if she was or not, but it sounded good.
As soon as she was taken back to her cell, she remembered that she should have asked him to get her a phone.
It was the least he could do for her since she was paying him so much an hour to get her out of situations like this one.