Second chances Book 6/6

Chapter 21

"You realize that if the person you shot dies, you're done. The electric chair is waiting for you."

Caity stares at the woman who removes her mask, dropping it on the floor. She remains without moving, but is aware that this is a bad sign. If the woman lets her see her face then one of them isn't going to make it out alive, and no matter how Caity might see it, the balance wasn't tipped in her favor right now.

"Anyway, you destroyed our lives.

— Give me a hint, who are you?

— You don't recognize those you send to prison? My face must be familiar to you though. I am Cindy Sunset's mother. They say we look a lot alike, like two sisters."

Cindy Sunset, the influencer who abused off-camera her son and played role model mother the rest of the time.

Caity refrains from telling her that those who say this to her are probably trying to be polite, the resemblance being more on the side of the attitude than the physical.

"Because of you, I will no longer see my grandson, my daughter is in prison.

— If you persist in this hostage-taking and possible murder, if you don't call for help, you'll soon see your daughter again.

— You're going to get my daughter out of jail!" shouts the mother and shakes her weapon in all directions.

"Madam, it's impossible for me to do so. I'm not a criminal lawyer, we have good lawyers here, but if you keep shooting everyone, nobody can do anything for you. Shooting lawyers is like shooting a cop, paramedic or firefighter, it's frowned upon. Do not expect any sympathy from the person who will have the task of representing you.

— Cindy warned me that you liked to be clever, we'll see if you'll continue to do so, "she said, getting up. "Get up!"

Caity obeys without resisting, as the mother opens the door and motions Caity out of her office, pointing the barrel of her gun at her back and shoving her. Caity coldly analyzes the situation. The woman is nervous, upset and her accomplice is unstable. She could disarm the mother, she only needs one opening, but the other one could start shooting everyone. The risk is too great.

"Oh my God!" Caity shouts when she sees her colleague lying on the ground, bathed in her blood. "Amanda!" Caity kneels down, takes off her jacket and presses it to her colleague's wound. "Shit! Why did you shoot him?

— She was trying to run away.

— Are you stupid or what?" Caity spits. "She has two young children, barely two years old. Of course she was trying to run away. Their father died, she no longer has anyone. If she dies, who will take care of the children? You are a mother! You don't mind?

— It... It's not my problem, she was trying to run away.

— Like your grandson was trying to run away from his mother!"

The comment hits its mark. The cannon of the gun too, when it hits Caity like a slap.

"Shut up, bitch. Get up, go join the others."

Caity gets up, putting her hand on her colleague's head. Her dad better hurry up with reinforcements because at the slightest chance Caity will attack, and her dad knows it. Arriving in front of the meeting room, the accomplice sneers when he sees the blood on Caity's cheek, and the wound inflicted by the blow of the barrel of the weapon.

"Oh! She is less proud, the lawyer. Like the other one there, I quickly calmed her down," he smirked.

"You're the one who shot my colleague?