Downfall by Terri Blackstock

Author:Terri Blackstock [Blackstock, Terri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense, Mystery, Contemporary, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9780310289272
Publisher: Zondervan
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

As discouragement sank its talons into her, Emily wished she had died of an overdose back in her drug days. Her mom never would have had her memories stained by the trauma that had poisoned their lives for the past several years, or the fallout that continued long after she’d vowed to stay sober.

She wasn’t going to see the judge today, so she would have to stay in jail at least one more night. And if the judge didn’t set bond, she would stay indefinitely.

The sounds of steel doors sliding shut vibrated through Emily’s head, her back, her swollen foot. Murder. When she got up yesterday morning, she never would have believed it.

How had a simple movie prompted such an evil sequence of events?

She sat down at the steel table in her cell. Her new Birmingham cellmate—who mercifully was not the crazy woman who tripped her—was out on the work crew. On the desk was a stack of paper and envelopes that the county had given her. She had a pen without a case, just the bend-able cartridge and the metal tip. Did they think they’d stab each other with the plastic casing?

She thought of Cass and realized that was a possibility. She was thankful they’d put the woman in lockdown. She should be thankful for the precautions, even on the pens.

Two shrieking, catty voices rose over the noise outside her cell, and profanity flew as something crashed. An alarm sounded and doors clanged open. Guards came running in to break up the fight.

She went to the open doorway and stared out at the common area where the inmates congregated. The guards were forcing two women to the ground, dragging them across the floor. She supposed they’d be taken to lockdown, too. Maybe things would be quiet for a while.

The bond for murder was always high. Her mom would never be able to post it. Even the percentage required—ten, fifteen percent?—would be way more than they could afford.

All this would further damage her reputation, even after they found the real killer. Once word got out that she’d been arrested for killing Cassandra Price, and she was declared a person of interest in Devon Lawrence’s murder, her mother’s job would be toast. The architects would have to cut her loose to keep their clients from walking.

But the damage may have already been done. Guilt-by-association would taint her entire family, no matter how innocent they were.

These thoughts weren’t getting her anywhere. She had to take them captive. Her cellmate’s paperback Bible sat on the desk, and she opened it and thumbed through to Genesis 37, where Joseph’s cruel brothers had thrown him into a pit because they were jealous of him. They had sold him like a piece of property, forcing him into a life of slavery.

She’d studied Joseph’s story in rehab and had taken copious notes about what she’d learned. It had never occurred to her then that she would need it now. But the similarities stunned her.

Joseph had been wrongfully punished, too.

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