He was clearly thinking about it as he raised his left hand.
She fired and she blew a hole through his chest she could almost see through it.
“Damn,” she heard Dandridge say from behind her, “I guess Stone wasn’t kidding when he said you’d kill me.”
Jennifer was right behind him saying, “How’d they find us? Were they following Mick too?”
“Either him or me,” Margot said.
“So, they were after you?” Jennifer asked as the sound of sirens filled the air.
“No, if they wanted me, they could have done this breaking and entering act at any time. They were here for you. How well do you and your sister get along?”
“Camile?”
“She have a son named Randy?”
“Yeah, that’s Camile. I know we’re blood, but honestly I hate that bitch and the feelings are mutual.”
“She and Chrissie close?”
“If by close you mean Camile hasn’t acknowledged her existence in over a decade, yeah.”
“So, why would she pay me to find you?”
Jennifer looked at the two dead men on Dandridge's back porch. “My guess is she was just handing you their money. I take it you wouldn’t work for them?”
“I’d like to think so,” Margot said, even though she had just recently let a criminal scumbag like Dean Stone hire her.
Since Stone was on her mind, Margot went to check on him. He was the main target and there might have been more than two shooters.
Stone was gone. On the cushion he’d been sitting on was a note: “I’ll think about your offer. I’ve got your number.”
Margot put down the shotgun and put the note in her pocket as the police arrived.
Chapter 13
Randy saw Margot coming as he smoked a cigarette out in front of his mom’s house. He didn’t know Mal was there until he felt the barrel of his pistol against the back of his ear.
“Is this really necessary?”
“I guess that’s up to you.”
Randy kept his eyes on Margot, he opened his mouth like he was going to say something but then he seemed to be considering what to say and closed it.
“I think you know why I’m here,” Margot told him.
“Look, I didn’t know why she hired you. I thought it was weird too.”
“Yet, you never mentioned it to me.”
“Why would I? It seemed weird but not that weird.”
“I’m curious what Camile would say about all this.
“Yeah, well, that’s too bad. She left town.”
“To where?”