Beast Part 3: An Erotic Fairy Tale by James Ella

Author:James, Ella [James, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Barkley's Books
Published: 2014-09-06T16:00:00+00:00

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Maura knows the camera guy working tonight, and after some wheeling and dealing I don’t even want to know about, she gets him to disable the camera that monitors the back door to the library.

She recommends, in addition to all her other insane recommendations, that I rent a car and come in through the back fence, where the employee parking is.

I do everything she tells me, except with my hair. I’m not cutting my hair. My crazy, curly hair is totally my thing. I pull it up into an uncomfortably tight bun and stick a Lakers cap over it, then find the least fashionable outfit I own—which turns out to be a pair of baggy jeans that belonged to my college boyfriend, and a plaid button-up I sometimes wear when I’m styling my hair. I add a pair of paint-speckled boots and call the rental company to let them know I need a car, and that I need someone to pick me up.

I spend the next hour cutting up fruit for Adrian’s breakfast, calling Holly over to our apartment, and saying “bye” to Mom, who is clinging to life with a stubbornness I have to admit is kind of surprising.

“I love you so much, and so does Adrian. I’ll be back soon,” I tell her. “Adrian is here, and so is Nurse Sarah.”

I step back into the bedroom to kiss Ad and grab my purse, then go down to the parking lot to wait for the car rental guy to pick me up. I could always take my own car to the rental place, but Holly’s ’89 Accord is a piece of shit, and I want her and Ad to have mine if they need something.

I don’t need to discuss what we’ll do if Mom passes away while I’m gone. The plan has been in place for weeks. The prison is only about an hour and fifteen minutes away, so if something happens, I’ll come home immediately, and Adrian won’t be told until I’m there.

The guy who picks me up is lanky, with spiky, puke green hair and a lip piercing. Strangely, he has the radio station set to country music.

His weird taste in music reminds me of Clinton. I wonder, as I sign the paperwork for my rented van, what happened behind the scenes that led to the breakup of the Beast regime.

I wonder about the DA looking into my family. It’s disgusting, that I’m feeling almost sick with worry, considering driving back home to check on Ad and Holly, just because that asshole is misusing his power. Maybe Holt and Beast did a lot of things wrong, but Holly didn’t. Adrian didn’t.

I call Holly, who assures me that Ad is fine—other than refusing her fruit and begging for waffles—so I end up driving on toward La Rosa.

An hour is too much time to think, these days.

I worry over whether I’m wasting my time and energy… What if Mom dies while I’m gone, and I can’t get into the

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