Page 79 of You're To Blame 2

The phone rang on speaker.

“Hello.”

“Hey, Rocco. Tate and I are here.”

“Rocco, what’s up?” I slipped my fingers through my tousled hair.

“I dug up info on the crazy chick.”

“How crazy is she?” I caressed Chelsea’s arm.

“Full on stalker. Once you are in her line of sight, there’s almost no way of escaping.”

“How many other guys?”

“Four including you. They transferred to other schools.”

“I am not doing that shit. It’s obvious we need to prove she’s crazy. Once she’s locked up, she can’t cause anymore trouble. Chelsea would be safe again.”

“Rocco, did you find a connection between Marisa and Regina?” she asked.

“No. She probably paid her in cash.” Chelsea dropped her head and growled. I rubbed her back.

“I agree with Tate. Focus on proving she’s insane. If you don’t, I’m afraid she might follow you both to college.”

“Rocco, Regina said her father relocated to Atlanta for a job. Where does he work?” She bit her lower lip.

“Shit. Brauner Holdings.”

Chelsea’s eyes lit up. “I knew there was a connection. Can you forward her address and license plate info to my Sabrina email?”

“Sure.”

“Did anyone file restraining orders?” I asked.

“Yeah, two chicks who almost lost their lives.”

Chelsea gasped. “What the hell?”

“Yeah, one girl’s car flew off the bridge with her in it. She was smart enough to roll down the window before the car hit the water and climbed out. The police couldn’t prove the faulty brake line on the new truck caused the accident.”

Chelsea rolled her eyes. “Oh please. We know she did it.”

“The other girl was nearly trapped in the girls burning locker room at school. She escaped within an inch of her life. You have to be careful not to piss her off, Chelsea.”

“I have a plan.” A devilish smile took her lips.

“We will drive her crazy. Her parents will be forced to commit her to a mental institution.”

“Let me know what you need.”

“Will do. Thanks, Rocco.”

“No problem. Bye, guys.”

Chelsea disconnected the call.

“God,” she screamed, jumping to her feet.

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