Loves Sharp Edges

Chapter Eight - Max, Sandra, Tom & Madeline

. . .  Max, Tom,Sandy and Madeline's POV. . . .

The taxi pulls up to a huge open industrial space by the bridge. Madeline gets out of the car fearlessly but Sandra comes out more tentative, working out her surroundings. Theres no one there. 

"Are you coming?" Madeline gives her and unenthused look as Sandra shuts the car door. She spots Max stood there in his dark bomber jacket and jeans, looking inconvenienced and pissed off. With a mixture of rage and sadness, she runs at Max, attacking him with pushes and shoves to the chest. 

"You piece of shit!

"Hey, hey, hey. . . ." Max tries to calm her. 

"How could you?! How could you?" Her voice get lighter as she tears up the shoving stopping slowly.  Madeline watches as she cries, annoyed, rolling her eyes.  "I waited for you! I waited for days! You left me! You threw me aside like trash!" Sandra lashes out one last time after looking at Max's stony unfazed face. 

"Alright, are you done?" Madeline sighs, like time was money. 

"You stay out of this!" Sandra swirls round her rage now focused on Madeline. 

"Too late. You dragged me into it. You got taken. That's what we do. Now, the question is, how do we make this right by you?" Madeline had had enough of rookies. 

"I want him to apologise." Sandra motioned to Max. 

"He can't. Because he's not sorry." She said with certainty "So, what else do you want?" She continued as if the first part of her statement had sorted everything. 

"I want to know... Did you feel anything for me? Ever?" Her voice quivers.  Max hesitates. . . Madeline gives him a look. 

"Give it to her straight, Max."

"If I had allowed myself to feel anything . . ." He beings "No" he stops his sentence "I felt nothing" At his words Sandra looses all hope, her shoulders dropping, her confidence gone."But you loved her didn't you?" Sandra says "Y/N. . ."  Madeline looks at him with a intrigued expression but before Max can reply three cars show up, big black SUV's, Braddock and Tom get out of the first car. 

"See, she was using theses two to get at your inheritance." Braddocks says, in a I told you so tone. Sandra steps back, as do Max and Madeline. "What? You got nothing to say?" He challenges "The inheritance belongs to Tom, and you're going to give it back." Braddock continues.  Max stares on confused, Sandra a mess of emotions and Madeline stares on icy cold in her demeanour. 

"If it was Toms money he would have his money but it's my money" Madeline says without a beat "and you know what I'm going to do with my money?" She ask with confidence. "I'm going to take a billion dollars and aim it in your direction." She says flatly, seriously. Braddock shuffles like he's losing ground. "Your three bedroom in Scarsdale, or Lloyd Harbor or wherever the fuck. It's gone. Your Benz. Gone. The clothes you're wearing, your children's college fund. By the time we're done with you, it's all gone." She scoffs, an evil laugh slicing through it. Tom steps forward at this point, enough was enough, he looked emotional and enraged. 

"That's what it's all about for you!" He says moving around in complete distress "It's all about the money for you. It's why you seduced my dad, right?  Why you got these two to steal from me? It was all for money. You'll do anything for money. Well, I'll tell you what. You can have it. You can have it all." His speech ramps up "Huh!? Sandra?" Sandra just stares, he clicks his fingers in her face "I'm talking to you!" She flinches at his raised voice but doesn't say anything. Tom, reaches speedily for Braddock's gun hanging from his belt and points it towards Sandra. Madeline moves in panic, Max just moves causally away and Sandra follows towards Max.