I hung up the phone while he sputtered and tried making excuses. What a dick. I grinned all the way home. This shit is way too easy. It helps when you know the players involved. Now all I have to do is sit back and watch the fireworks without getting my hands dirty.
Lora
So that’s how it is. I’d just gotten through listening to Penny break down all that Sherry had been up to and was still trying to come to terms with what it meant. It all seemed so unbelievable that the rumors were not only true but were just the tip of the iceberg. Sherry, as it turns out, really is a sick, twisted individual.
“I had a suspicion that Tyler wasn’t going to share any of this with you; he strikes me as the type of male who thinks he has to protect the little woman.” There was no rancor in her words, but she left no doubt as to what she thought about that.
“I thought you should know though, it’s your life after all, and that’s why we’re here.”
We turned out to be all the girls Sherry had had on her little list. “Now, Tyler is focused solely on taking care of her and making her pay, and so are we to an extent. But you know who I really want to go after, who I want to dig my nails in and tear the flesh from their skulls?”
Oh boy, that look in her eye does not bode well for whomever she was about to name. I could only shake my head in silence, not sure I should make a sound or any sudden moves lest they spook her and release the crazy.
“The men she’d planned to pimp us out to. I want their names, addresses, where they work, who their friends are. I want to know everything about them, and then I’m going to destroy every last one of their sorry asses. Only thing is I don’t have access to that information.” She turned that glazed over look my way, and I swallowed hard.
“I put it together and figured out that Tyler had to have hacked her somehow. There’s no other way for him to get the information he has. Plus, I remember a few years back he and Paul had been into that stuff, and they were getting pretty good at it. They both played it off as a game, just something they’d seen on some movie or other, but I knew it was more than that even if no one else did.”
Okay, maybe she’s not so crazy after all because Tyler sure as heck has been acting mighty suspicious lately. Then I caught on to the way she and the others were just staring at me, and the bells started ringing. “And you want me to find out what he knows.”
“No, if he knew the names of these people, I’m sure he’d be going after them himself. I want eyes on what he sees. In other words, I want in on his hack.”
I was more than a little bit confused at this point, and it showed. “I just need to get my hands on his computer or phone or whatever it is he’s using to hack into her. My thinking is that she won’t use names to keep track of these ghouls, there’d most likely be initials.”
“If she just uses initials, how will we know who they are?”
“Easy, by process of elimination. Think about it, that hag wouldn’t deal with anyone who doesn’t have money, since that’s what she’s most likely after, along with whatever sick thrill she gets from doing something like this to her peers. We,”
She pointed between her and the other girls who’d come with her, “know pretty much all of the wealthy families in this town, it won’t be hard for us to figure it out.”
She went on to explain what it was she was after, and a picture began to unfold. “You mustn’t tell Tyler about this. He thinks that I just want to take care of Sherry, and that’s the end of it, but…”
“Mustn’t tell Tyler about what?” Oh crap, how long has he been standing there?
I got up from my seat with a smile plastered on my face. “Can’t tell you, Ty, it’s a surprise,” Penny answered as she looked over at me, trying to convey some kind of secret message with her eyes.
“Ooh, a surprise for me, I like it.” I’m guessing these girls don’t really know him at all. A few of them were on his hit list, meaning they’d gone to bed with him.
The fact that they bought his act told me more than anything that they really didn’t know him, and that like he’d said they’d been nothing more than one-offs as he calls the girls he’d messed around with before I came along. I watched the way his past conquests blushed and looked everywhere but at him and could almost feel sorry for them.