Chapter 6 #3
“What’s my bail? I have things to see to, since you’re not.
And don’t think I’m going to be spending anymore time in jail.
That’s for reprobates, and I’m certainly not one of those.
” The judge said that he’d passed his judgment and that was all there was to be said about it.
“Well, I don’t care for your judgment, so take it back and give me something that I can work with.
I have things that need taking care of, and I’m not getting anything done, being stuck behind bars like a criminal.
Either do what I say or find me someone who will. I’m sick of messing with you.”
He wouldn’t budge on his decision. Shanda was able to get out on just a fine, but she had to spend the next three months behind bars like she’d done something wrong.
And she hadn’t. Just a little hit to her mouth shouldn’t have had her spend anymore than an hour in jail.
Just long enough for her to pay a fine or something.
Not that she would have paid it, but now this was war.
She was either going to have to hire someone to kill off the lot of them, or she was going to get nothing that she wanted. And Janice always got what she wanted.
Going back to the jail, she was plotting what needed to be done.
There really wasn’t that much she could do behind bars, but she could make things happen in her favor so long as she had her attorney looking out for her.
He’d better, too. For as much as she was paying him, he should pull the trigger on the girl and be happy that she’d asked him to do it for her.
It took her two hours to settle down. Her head was pounding again, and she didn’t much care for the fact that they’d not give her anything for it until she saw a doctor.
She didn’t need to see a stupid doctor. All she needed was a couple of acetaminophen, and she’d be fine.
Rules were beginning to be her worst adversary, and she didn’t know how much longer she was going to have to be in jail before she had to make some heads roll.
It was going to be Lisa’s head that went off first. The woman was giving her fits, and she didn’t like it.
The very fact that she’d not even come to the courthouse where she could see her made her pissed off again.
It seemed like everything was pissing her off, and she needed to get control of her temper, or she was going to have another heart attack.
Her quack of a doctor had told her that she needed to be a little less stressed all the time.
He, of course, thought that she needed to go on a cruise or something that would relax her.
Like she had time for that. She had a grandson to raise, and she wasn’t getting any closer to doing that than she’d been before.
Things were just not going in her favor, and she was going to have to see about that, too.
Lunch was brought to her, and it was another five-star meal.
Not that she’d say that to anyone if asked.
She’d just tell them that it had been adequate and that would be the end of it for her as far as she was concerned.
Her head was still bothering her, so she laid down on her bed and wondered if her attorney had had any luck in getting her better accommodations.
She really wanted her bed from home; it was perfect, but there was barely enough room in the cell for the one that she had.
She didn’t think that there would be enough room for her king-sized bed in the room, too.
Janice thought about her son. She’d told him not to marry Lisa.
That she wouldn’t be a good wife. But he had said that he loved her, and she couldn’t fault him for that.
She did wonder what he’d think about the mess that was going on now.
He’d be rolling over in his grave if he could see how she was being treated by his wife.
She’d had him convinced that they should live with her.
The house was certainly big enough, and she’d make sure that Lisa was doing a good job in raising her grandson.
But things had turned out badly in that avenue, and she hurt still that she’d not insisted they move in sooner.
She’d have everything that she wanted, and then some, and things would be perfect for them all.
But even after telling Lisa that David had wanted things to go her way, she’d found herself a house to live in, and that was the end of it.
It had taken her three years to get the house bought so that she could control things.
But she’d never been late on her rent ever, and even when she raised it twice in one year, the only thing she did was tell her that she needed thirty days’ notice for that to happen.
She’d been right as it turned out, and that had pissed her off too.
Then, instead of moving in with her when she raised her rent again, she’d whored herself out and moved in with that Savage person.
She’d have to have his life looked into, too.
There was no way that she was going to leave David to stay with a man who had bad things in his past. As soon as she got to see her attorney again, she was going to make sure he dug up something on the man and his entire family.
She was leaving nothing to chance when she wanted David to live with her.
It took her most of the afternoon to get rid of her headache. Then, when her supper was brought to her, she nearly couldn’t eat it as her belly was upset. Asking again for something for both, she was told that the doctor would be there in the morning to see her.
“My head hurts now. It might not hurt in the morning.” He told her that was the best that he could do.
“So in other words, you’re doing the minimum you have to do to take care that I’m not ill.
Don’t think that I’m not making notes on how I’m being treated.
When I own this town, I’m going to make sure that this so-called police station is torn down, and you’ll be out of work.
There isn’t any reason for this town to have a police force when I can rule things just as easily. ”
When he laughed at her, she wanted to grab him by the neck and pound his head against the bars.
Christ, no one understood the things she could do if she were in charge.
Well, she’d show them. It was going to be her way, or there would be nothing left of this little town but herself and a couple of homes that she’d rent out.
If she couldn’t, then that would be just one more thing that she would deal with.
People were going to do what she wanted, or there was going to be hell to pay.