Page 44 of Fury

“All you have to do is get enough to make it sound like he did it. To make it sound like he called you there and got mad and pushed her. Then, he decided to try and turn it on you by using blackmail and kept you prisoner in your own life for years. It’s enough. I know some police officers that we could send the information to who owe me one,” Acacia goes on.

“You do?” I question.

She nods. “Oh, I do. What do you say? Let us help you.”

I bite my lip, glancing at the three of them and their hopeful faces.

Ah, fuck it.

What have I got to lose?

9

“So, we’re clear on the plan?” I say to the three of them, well after midnight.

We sat down and worked it all out.

First, we need to get that video.

There is only one place I can think of where he would hide something like that. He has a safe in his shed that’s down in the yard, and the only reason I know it’s there is because I saw him open it one day when he didn’t know I was home. It’s hidden behind a large toolbox, and I’m positive that’s where he would have any evidence against me.

The problem is getting into it.

Acacia asked a lot of questions, the most obvious being ... can we lift the safe? I said I wasn’t certain if it was bolted down or not, but if it wasn’t, with two of us, we could possibly carry it out of there. I’m not sure if Ethan is smart enough to bolt it down, considering he thinks it’s so well hidden, and he locks his shed up incredibly well. I know he had mentioned putting extra security on the shed, so I can only hope he hasn’t done that yet.

From what I remember, there are cameras in the yard but we should be able to get to the shed and sneak in without being seen if we go in the right way.

We’re going to risk it in hopes that it can be moved.

Then, Acacia is going to try and sneak into my house and steal Ethan’s phone.

That’s the part that terrifies me.

I know the security system, and unless he has changed it, I can unlock the door and disarm the alarm. I can’t see him spending money on changing it after one day of me being gone. No, he would be more worried about finding me. So, here’s hoping we get away with that, too. It’s a risky plan, but I can’t deny that it’s a good one. If it works, we are covering my ass, and then all we have to do is get Ethan to make a confession of sorts, and he’s going to prison.

I hope this works.

“We’re clear. Can you get over this fence?” Acacia asks, as we stop at my back fence.

It’s high, but not terribly so. Just enough that a person can’t step over it easily.

“I’ll try. I know where the safe is, it’ll be quicker if I come.”

“I’ll go over first,” Myla offers, her voice a whisper. “Then Acacia can give you a leg up, and I’ll help you down. It will probably hurt still, but a whole lot less.”

I nod.

Bonnie brings her phone out, using the flashlight so we can see what we’re done. “I’ll keep a lookout.”

Myla leaps up, curling her fingers around the top of the fence and scrambling over like some sort of pro. A moment later, she whispers that she’s on the ground and Acacia gives me a leg up. It takes a lot of strength for me to pull my body over, and it hurts like hell, but without them, I wouldn’t have been able to do it. As I throw my leg over the side, Myla catches my foot and takes some of my weight off so I can slide down.

Hitting the grass on the other side, I lean forward and exhale slowly.

Everything hurts.

“You okay?” Myla whispers.

“Yeah.”

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