A Little Sane

Chapter 91

A slow knock landed on the door. Mercedes never looked up.

"Come in."

She slowly looked up from her desk as the form of a man stood in front of her. The man looked nervous and sad. He looked beaten up.

"Mercedes I swear.."

"I didn't tell you to speak!"

Elijah looked at her completely shocked. Mercedes raised her eyebrow.

"Don't look at me like that. You may be a lot older than me, but I run this shit now. I am your boss."

They stared at each other for a few moments. Mercedes licked her lips and parted them to speak.

"Elijah did you tell Diablo that I was planning on killing him?"

Diablo motioned to speak and Mercedes quickly cut him off while standing up.

"And don't fucking lie to me! My friend is dead! He threatened my family! If it turns out that I can't trust you, family friend or not. I will have to end you!"

Elijah gave her sad eyes. Mercedes couldn't tell if this was from guilt or sadness from having nothing to do with it. She set back down to listen.

"Mercedes.. I'm talking to you as your friend... I promise you.. I didn't tell Diablo.. Someone else overheard us.. they were outside and hid once they heard what we were saying.. they beat me up.."

Mercedes stared at Elijah for a moment.

"They did get you pretty good. You know my husband didn't trust you. Probably still doesn't. So I would strive to stay on both of our sides."

Elijah sighed. He rubbed the back of his neck before speaking.

"Actually, speaking of your husband... why haven't you been home in two days?"

Mercedes narrowed her eyes.

"It's a personal marital matter."

He let out a heavy breath and tilted his head.

"You should probably know that there are rumors... you are soft.. rumors that.. he beats you sometimes.. that you can only threaten another woman and can't stand up to a man.."

Mercedes set up straighter.

"What goes on between my husband and I, is our business. I have a few points on that score board as well. As far as me being soft, you can spread the word that if anyone wants to test that rumor, I am always ready for a fight. And if they think I'll be easy because I'm pregnant, I'm twice as dangerous. Speaking of being pregnant, I have a phone call I need to make. So, you're excused for now. Oh one last thing. I want you get this club idea up and running. I somewhat trust that you can do that." 

"Mercedes Valeska! We've been here before."

The officers of the GCPD stared at her picture on the big computer screen. 

"If you are new and for some reason don't know, she is the wife of..."

A new picture flashed on the screen. It was a shot taken from news footage that showed her and Jerome covered in blood and laughing.

"Jerome Valeska.."

The officers shook their heads. Jim stood taller.

"We cannot let her slip away this time! Her terror over this city ends today! We are going to get her on several charges! Accessory to murder due to helping unlawfully dispose a body! Third degree felony murder for the beheading of Aaron Dansen! Though that one was technically self defense, she did willing go with her husband to the scene of the crime to cause trouble! Third degree felony murder of sixteen year old Luke Anderson! Several aggravated assaults with a deadly weapon! Several aggravated robberies with a deadly weapon! Three counts of first degree murder! The mutilation of Bailey Ramirez and Diablo Cruize! The extremely lethal poisoning of her mother Julie Elizabeth Ambers-Helleman, causing matricide! Publicly threatening the life of Zella Miller with a deadly weapon! Along with other crimes!"