“Connie, this place is a mess.” Jolie traipsed through Connie’s living room, pushing dirty clothes and an upside down laundry basket out her way. “This is ridiculous.”
Connie popped a handful of honey-roasted peanuts into her mouth while studying the video of the kidn*pped woman on her laptop.
“Enough is enough.” Jolie gathered empty popcorn bags and Snickers bar wrappers off the couch and sat. “What the hell is your problem? Why are you acting so weird lately?”
“Nothing.”
Jolie grabbed the laptop and looked at the video. “Is this p**n?”
“No.” Connie took her computer. “Don’t worry about it.”
“Is this video why you’re acting so crazy?”
“All I do is watch it, hour after hour. I don’t even sleep.” Connie rubbed her disheveled hair. “Trying to find something that sticks out that might
