“Angie has been recovering,” Jared said firmly. “But we should have told you.”
“Damn fucking right you should have. Angie, you sure you want to stay with these two?” Zander asked.
“I do. I love them.”
“You love them?” Keira asked with a gasp. “Oh, Angie.”
“I know. They might be crazy and possessive and way too protective. Oh, and they think they’re always right and can tell me what to do constantly. But they’re also . . . mine.”
“Aww, that’s so fucking beautiful,” Honey said, sniffling. “Gorgeous words. They could be wedding vows.”
Jared gaped at her.
“I’m so glad everything is working out for you guys,” Keira told her. “You deserve happiness.”
“Me too. Um.” She looked at Jared, then North. “There’s something else you need to know. And it relates to these bodies.”
Zander frowned. “All right. Tell us.”
Angie let Jared explain everything.About Rex and Antony and how they’d thought this was all about him. But that Beltran was now dead and it seemed that maybe the threat hadn’t been about him at all.
But aimed at her.
“God, what does this mean?” Keira asked. “Why would anyone want to hurt Angie?”
It was a good question. Everyone was silent. Why weren’t they talking?
“Oh, is it my turn to talk?” she asked. “I don’t know.”
“Just think for a moment, Angie,” Miles said. “This is a strange crime. It seems that you are possibly the link between all of these murders. These missing women all looked like you. Was this person taking them to try and replace you in some way or because you angered them?” Miles asked.
“Is there anyone you’ve made mad recently?” Zander demanded.
“I can’t think of anyone,” she said. “And I’ve barely spoken to anyone here.”
“It would likely be someone back here, I think,” Miles said. “The women were taken before the beheadings there.”
“But I barely interacted with anyone back in Stugley. I don’t understand what I did.”
“None of this is your fault,” Jared told her. “This person is obviously unhinged.”
She still felt awful. Those poor women. Rex.
“Or is this a crime of passion?” Honey asked. “I mean, think about it, did he take these other women to replace Angie but they were no good, so off with their heads.”
“Honey,” Keira said. “These poor women are dead.”
“Yeah, I know. So they don’t care how I talk about them. And then when those women weren’t good enough he followed Angie to Chicago. Got mad because he couldn’t get to her because she was tucked safely away against Bartolli’s bosom.”
“I don’t believe I have a bosom,” Jared said.
“You have a chest, though,” Honey said. “So this person gets mad and kills people he can get to in anger.”
“There’s just one problem with that theory,” North said.
“Yeah, who would do that?” Angie said.
“No, I meant how would he know that Angie was here? The only people that knew are all of us. And now a couple of my guards and the Fox.”
