THIRTY
They released Vivian the next day, just in time for lunch. As she walked out of the police station, strung out from lack of sleep and furious with her sister, Hannah, Vivian saw Freddie and Barbara in the Jaguar, which was parked at the curb. She had called Freddie when she knew she was being released. She climbed into the back seat and slammed the door.
“That good, huh?” Freddie said.
Vivian glared at him. “My f*****g sister ratted me out.”
“Say what?” Freddie said as he pulled away.
“The b***h turned me in. They fingerprinted me and everything. Said they’d bring me up on charges if I didn't stay out of the case.”
“I was afraid something like this might happen.”
“It wouldn’t have happened if she’d kept her nose out of it.”
Barbara, who was sitting in the front seat, swivele
