24. Seven Months Ago
TWENTY-FOUR
Penelope: Jamie…it’s Pen. I know we haven’t texted or talked in a really long time, but I was just wondering if you were going to come back soon? Luke said you were on an extended road trip…how long will you be gone? It’s been a month and no one has heard from you…
Jameson: *seen*
Penelope: Jamie…I know it’s been a few days since I texted, but Luke is slightly out of control…Not that you care but he’s your VP…someone needs to get him?—
Jameson: *seen*
Penelope:…never mind. Sorry I keep bothering you.
One Week Later
Wanda Pruitt: Jameson, it’s Wanda. You need to come home, now. Luke brought in strippers last night and snorted coke right off their asses. Not Sweetbutts, Jameson…civilian strippers. He took them into the office, and even into your room at the club. It’s dangerous. The men are worried…
Jameson: I thought Pen was pregnant…why would he be messing around with strippers?
Wanda: She is…
Jameson: Isn’t the baby his?
Wanda: Yes. Confirmed with a paternity test at his demand…he wants nothing to do with it, or her. He’s been fucking his way through strippers and Sweetbutts for nearly a month. He’s high almost every day, drunk at night. He’s dangerous, Jamie, and the members are treating Pen differently too. Hotch slapped her yesterday and called her a whore.
Jameson: I’m coming.