Chapter Thirty-Two
Lee’s world wobbled on its axis. Her head came up and something brittle seemed to crack in her chest. The voice. She recognized the voice, and the sound of cracking knuckles. Behind fearful eyes she remembered a man straddling Mindy’s chest and telling her to close her yap just before spewing semen across her face.
Lee sank into the seat; wanted to disappear. Red Margo’s boys... Trish’s words came back from the grave... “Margo recruits the men from the University.”
Lee was back behind the wheel of the Porsche and driving hard. She had pushed a ten dollar bill under her empty beer mug and discretely fled from the bar. In the parking lot she had locked herself inside the car and screamed out through the gate throwing up a cloud of dust and candy wrappers. Now, speeding
