Crime of Passion (Marcus Douglas 1)
“I'm sorry. So, congratulations on winning your case. I saw you last night on the news. You handle the press very well.”
“Thank you, Randa. What can I do for you?”
“I told you, Marcus, I just want to talk.”
“Talk about what?”
“About us.”
“There is no us Randa. There's you and there's me. You killed us,” Marcus said bitterly. “All there is between us now is business.”
“Business?”
“Yes, Randa, business. I have sold all of our property, liquidated all our assets. All sitting in an escrow account. You get a substantial monthly income. My lawyer has made you offer after offer, and you've turned them all down.”
“Marcus, I'm tired of talking to Duck.”
“Duck? Who is duck?”
“Your lawyer. Have you ever watched him walk? He waddles like a fat duck.”
“Anyway, Randa. What more do you want from me?”
“It's not the money,” Randa said and let out a little giggle. “It was at first, but now I realized it's not what I want.”
“So what do you want?”
“I want the one thing you haven't offered! I want my husband back. That's what I want, Marcus. Don't you understand that I love you?”
“You love me? That's funny. Is that what you were doing in bed with that man? Showing me how much you loved me.”
“Marcus; that was a mistake. I know that now. Everybody makes mistakes.”
“Yeah right.”
“It just happened.”
“I'm sure it did. What; were the two of you just layin' around naked and you just happened to fall on top of him?”
Randa didn't answer.
“I thought so. How could you Randa?”
“I'm sorry, Marcus.”
“I just bet you are. How long was it going on?”
“It was just that one time.”
“That's not what the neighbor woman told me.”
“Oh lord, what does she have to do with this?”
“After you left to take your boyfriend home and left me sitting on the steps like a fool, the neighbor woman walks up and says, 'I'm glad you finally woke up. And don't let her tell you that this was the first time'. I felt embarrassed, on top of feeling stupid. If the neighbor woman knew, the rest of the block did too. Maybe even the whole subdivision.”
“That bitch.”
“Oh, she's a bitch. You fuck another man, but she's a bitch. In our house! In the bed we made love in that morning! And then you had the nerve to drive him home in the Benz I paid for! And she's a bitch. Give me a fuckin' break, Randa.”