Page 133 of The Good Girl

G sits forward. “Talk to me Havoc.”

“Run those six names against Nevaeh Dillon,” I tell him.

G types the names in before he freezes. “Motherfucker.”

“What is it?” Ambros leans closer.

“Alan was the man suspected of abducting Nevaeh’s sister. He was killed by cops during his arrest. The other five all admitted at different times over the years to murdering Nevaeh’s sister.

“What the fuck?” Ambros curses.

G does some fast typing before he looks up at me. “John, Alfonso, Michael and Daniel are all still alive and kicking but Daniel and Alfonso are still in prison.”

“Where they won’t have access to social media. It’s not them posting.”

Ambros frowns. “What if it’s one guy, posting as all of them?”

“But why? This goes beyond trolling. Posting as people who could have murdered and raped her sister is messed up.” G questions.

“He found out the worst thing that happened to her, and he’s using those names to taunt her?” I snarl. “Who the fuck does that? Call Probe. Tell him to bring Nevaeh straight home once the meeting wraps up.”

G pulls out his cell phone and dials.

“Is there anything I can do?” Ambros asks quietly.

“No. I just need to find out who this motherfucker is. I don’t want Nevaeh reliving this shit because some whack job has a hard-on for her.”

“He’s not answering,” G tells me.

I pull out my cell phone and dial Nevaeh. It rings and rings, but she doesn’t pick up.

“Maybe she’s still in her meeting,” G says as he redials Probe.

I look at the time and shake my head. “Meeting should have finished ten minutes ago. Can you track either of their phones?”

“Hold on.” He types quickly before he looks up. “Probe isn’t transmitting. Must be dead because he wouldn’t switch it off.Nevaeh’s is on, though, and it says she’s still at the building where the meeting is being held.”

I stand up and head to the door.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to wait for her to come out, and then I’m going to escort her home. At least if she’s with me, I know she’s safe.”

“Her phone says she is exactly where she’s supposed to be.”

“I call bullshit because if she were where she’s supposed to be, she’d be with me.” I turn the handle and walk out.

“That man has it bad.” I hear Ambros laugh.

“You have no idea,” G mutters. “Come on, you might as well witness crazy in action.”

Chapter Thirty-Four

Nevaeh

Iwalk out of the meeting in somewhat of a daze with Lou, my agent, beside me.

“That went well—exceedingly well. We could negotiate for more, but if anything, they are offering more than I would have thought,” Lou tells me.

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