JUSTICE FOR NATALIA (completed)

Chapter 19

Carmen P.O.V

We pulled up to a medium size house on the lower east size of New York.

Eww I hate down here Bridgett said.

That's what the typical Person who lives on the upper east side of New York would say I said.

I'll write the address down so we can get back here tomorrow Bridgett said.

We arrived back at Tyler address around 9am the next day.

Ok I have video cameras from Nathan that will send a live feed back to my laptop I'm going to install them throughout the house. You are going to take this tracking device install it on the bottom of the back of his car when you get back to his job I said.

I'll call you when I'm done so you can come get me.

Ok don't forget to leave everything in this car besides your phone and the cameras so nothing links back to you Bridgett said looking worried.

I'm going to be fine I said looking her in the eyes.

I know I'm just scared. We're really going through with this she said.

Don't forget to wear your gloves I said giving her a hug.

I got out the car and ran across the street. I was dressed in a all black jump suit that fitted tight. I had my 9mm in my left boot and also a pistol and a knife in my other boot. I didn't feel safe with just one gun.

By the time I got to the back door I had sweat forming on my forehead and the back of my neck.

I peeped in the window to make sure the close was clear.

I lifted up the partially opened window and boosted my self in.

Not bad I thought sticking the landing.

I put one camera behind a picture frame on the mantle discreetly hidden out of view, but enough to see in the living room.

I put the second camera in bedroom on the night stand covered by an ugly beat up teddy bear arm.

Two should do it I said looking around.

I noticed an obituary on the pillow on the bed.

This look like the fiancé on Facebook I thought. I opened to read to eulogy. Shit she was pregnant with twins I wonder what happened I thought.

Just then I heard the front door open and closed. Fuck I yelled mentally why didn't Bridgett give me a heads up if he left from work. I looked eagerly around for a place to hide.

The footsteps on the steps grew louder. The closet I thought running over to the closet I closed it just in time as the bedroom door opened.

I looked out the slits in the closet blinds. I put my hand over my mouth to hold back a scream as I saw who the person was.