"To set the record straight, dipshits, I did contact you. I texted both of you. Don't you two ever check your fuckin' phones?" Grave said.
Jay pulled his phone out of the pocket of his black jeans, and checked it. Okay, yeah, she was right. And she didn't just text once. She texted several times, each time getting more profane and threatening. Typical Grave when things didn't go her way. When was that girl going to grow up?
"And to set the record straight to you ..." Grave told Simon. "The woman whose apartment I got into is Lanie Wright."
"That's weird. The only teacher I know at the high school with Wright as her last name is ..." he trailed. He was about to say the woman's correct name, but for some reason, he couldn't remember it. Weird, huh? And the more he thought about it, the more sure he was that Grave had it right. Yes, Lanie Wright, that 34-year old woman who was bucking for the new assistant principal job. How he knew that, he had no idea, though. He didn't really know much about the high school, having not gone to that school in years. How could he know that there was a job position open and that two teachers were vying to take it (Lanie Wright and Nadine Ferguson, who was the youngest teacher at the school)? "No, you're right. Her name is Lanie."
In this newest reality, Lanie was Stephanie's original mother's younger sister, who lived in the same apartment.
"Now, is there anything to eat around here? After all that shit I had to go through with the cops, I'm starving," Grave said.
"I'm hungry myself," Jay said, before heading into the small kitchen behind the bar.
Simon looked at Grave. "Can she just go back there like that?"
Grave shrugged. "Who gives a fuck? No one's here."
Except that wasn't totally true. There was one person, which was why the doors were unlocked. It was Agatha Pierce, the owner of the club. But she was out of sorts. Ever since she came back here from that uptight religious woman's house, things seemed to get strange for her. Her apartment above the club was normally her sanctuary, but now it seemed more and more unfamiliar to her, and kind of creepy. What was happening?
