Pulling everything out of his pocket, he handed it to Katie.
“I-I don't want to see them, Cubby. That's not me anymore, I'm not that victim.”
Brad took the hand she had clenched on her thigh in his and held it.
Katie and Cubby looked through the pictures and Brad thought they must have been trained well, because neither of them flinched. Even knowing they were of their friend.
He could see those hands and feet bound tight in his head. Imagine the pain she must have suffered through, and battled down the rage at the man who could have inflicted that kind of hurt on Macy.
“Have you read the note?” Cubby took the piece of paper out of the envelope and opened it.
Brad and Macy shook their heads.
“It’s typed, which suggests to me that this was likely sent outside prison, because all mail coming in and out is scanned, so it would have been intercepted.”
“It must be Brian’s sister,” Macy said.
“It’s likely,” Cubby agreed. “Want me to read it out loud?”
He let her decide, and when she nodded, Brad braced himself to at least appear calm.
“I can get to you anywhere, wife, at any time. At your precious carnival, in your house, you will never be safe from me. I hope you enjoy the family snaps, and that they remind you of all the fun we had together. More to follow, wife. Much, much more.”
“Asshole!” Brad had to vent. He had to let out something before he imploded.
“I've got a few stronger words, but they won't help anyone, so I'll swallow them down. Do you know where Brian’s sister lives, Macy?”
“Yes.”
“You give me those details,” Cubby opened his pad. “I’ll get my colleagues to go pay her a call.”
“I want to kill him for you, Macy.” Katie’s words were low and angry. “Fly there tomorrow, ask to meet him, and then put a bullet between his eyes.”
Brad felt better hearing her words.
“And yet we can't as we are law enforcement officers,” Cubby added, briefly shooting his partner a look, before continuing to write down the address Macy was giving him. “But same goes, off the record.”
Macy sniffed. “I know you do, and thank you for it.”
“We love you, as does most everyone else in this town, with the possible exception of Militant, but even there you're the front runner in her affections behind Billy.”
Cubby's words managed to lift the side of Macy’s mouth.
“Anyways, I'll just lock these away, and we'll head back now before those others sniff the wind and know something's up.”
“You kidding me?” Katie said. “They'll already know something’s up.”
“Probably, but how much they know is up to you, Macy.”
Brad watched Macy nod to Cubby as she got to her feet.
“I need a drink.”
“Me too.
They gotthrough the rest of the carnival, but Brad knew neither of them was fooling anyone. Macy's smile was too forced and as he wasn't the world’s greatest talker anyway, now he had to force himself to grunt.
Katie and Cubby were better, used to this kind of thing, he guessed. They acted normal.
