All of us looked from one to the other, sizing each other up.
Beth, Andrew, Mitchell, and Grace shook their heads in confusion and fear.
"From what I've been told, the bastard deserved it," Koi said, stepping into the room. "Did he not?"
"That doesn't really matter, does it?" Mattias snapped. He flicked his gaze to Marisol. "It was you, just admit it. You did it, didn't you?" He rushed over, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her furiously. "This was some sort of sick revenge plan, wasn't it? And you took Mom too, you fucking bitch!"
Everyone reacted to Mattias's blowup. Andrew, Mitchell, and Fabian launched at them, pulling the twins apart. They fell to the floor in heaps and an instant later jumped up and back at it, clawing at each other.
Koi cleared his throat. "Fabian, we doing this?"
Fabian nodded. "Yeah. Andrew, come on. We need another large body to carry them." His head hung as he followed Koi out.
"Where are they going?" I asked.
Beth shrugged and wiped her misty eyes. "Probably going to bury the bodies. This is insane. I just want to leave."
"You leave, then we'll pin it all on you," Grace warned.
Beth stood. "Prison for life is still alive. If I stay here, I'm dead in a few days." She stormed off, and soon, it was just me, Grace, Mitchell, and the twins fighting in the middle of the room.
"Let's go to the kitchen," Mitchell suggested, and we followed numbly, leaving the twins. He found a bottle of rum and poured us all generous glasses.
"So it was Marisol, then. She did it all. Ruth, Blane, all of them?" Grace asked.
"No, she couldn't have. She was with us when Ruth was stabbed." Mitchell shook his head.
"And Blane," Beth pointed out.
"Yeah, but it was a trap set for him," I blurted. I covered my mouth quickly. Everyone's eyes shot to me. I took a long drink of my rum. It burned my throat and belly, but it was a good diversion. I drained the cup and he poured me more.
"What?" Mitchell asked.
The weight of their gazes broke me.
"I went to the woods where Blane died. There were dozens of traps pre-set. All he had to do was step on one to activate it.."
"So it was her!" Grace grew excited. "Good. Now we can end this. Let's call the police and get out of here. I'm not dying here like my brother." She pulled out her phone and frowned. "I have no signal."
In fact, none of us did.
"Shit," Mitchell muttered. "She couldn't have. Why would she ask us to kill Domino if she was going to do it instead? Sorry, I know, it's awkward, we wanted to kill you, but we don't now so let's move on." He said to me. I finished another glass and poured another.
"None of us were really going to do it." Beth laughed nervously. I didn't believe them for a moment, but Mitchell was right, we needed to move on.
"I'm going to go look for my dog. You do whatever. For what it's worth, I don't think it was her." I left the house and took a golf cart. I reached the park gates when the alcohol kicked in. I was dizzy and my vision blurred. Those glasses had been large. How many shots was that? Twelve? I abandoned the cart and went into the park on foot, calling for Georgie.
"I'm a terrible dog mom, Georgie!" I called loudly. "Come back, please!"
My screaming drew attention. I was standing at the Gallows, the attraction in which Dennis drowned seven years ago when I heard heavy boots coming toward me.
"What are you doing?" Swayze demanded. "Domino, don't move."
I grinned and stepped toward the edge. I stared down at the dark water.
"Why are you doing this?" I put my foot forward, running my shoe on the edge.“I know it was you.”
"We're taking care of your monsters, Blessing," Koi said.
