Vindication: Of Demons & Stones: Tri-Stone Trilogy, Book Three by Anne L. Parks

Author:Anne L. Parks [Parks, Anne L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fireside Publishing, LLC

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"Hey, Maggie," I say as I walk into the kitchen from the garage. "Do you know if Alex is up?"

"Yes, he's in the living room. We have a visitor."

"What visitor?"

"I don't know who she is, dear. I'm sorry."

Great. I told both Alex and Jake that they were not to let the police in until I got home. I don't want them questioning either of them without me being present. I've seen even the most level-headed people get twisted around during questioning. It's hard to explain what was meant after the words have been spoken. People will come to the conclusions they want, and no amount of explanation will change their minds. Best not to say anything at all.

Alex is standing near the arched opening to the living room when I come in. "Hey, baby," he says, and wraps his arm around my waist, giving me a chaste kiss. "How was your meeting?"

"Interesting," I say, and glance around him to see who else is in the room. A woman is seated on the love seat. She's wearing a cream-colored pantsuit, and has dark-hair that sits just on the collar on her jacket. She looks familiar, but I don't recognize her. "I'll talk to you about it later."

The woman stands. She wobbles slightly, and I wonder if it's from wearing high heels or being nervous. A small smile crosses her face, but her gaze is apprehensive. "Hello, Kylie. It's been a while."

A cold sweat breaks out across my skin, but my blood instantly boils. My heart pounds in my chest like a drum beating before a deadly battle.

No. Fucking. Way.

All I can do is stare at her. The desire to punch her is as overwhelming as turning around and leaving the room. I hate this woman, hoped never to see her again. She may have given birth to me, but she is not my mother.

I swing my gaze over to Alex. "What the hell is she doing in my house?"

"Kylie, please, I just want to talk to you—" she says. The pleading quiver in her voice sets off an explosion of rage that's been dormant for years.

"Don't speak to me, Angelina." I watch as she cringes at me using her name instead of calling her mother. She gave up that right a long time ago. "There is nothing you can say that will mean a damn thing to me." I take a step toward her. Alex lightly tugs on my arm. Is he afraid I might hit her? Probably a smart bet, but I have no desire to get that close to the bitch. "Leave. Now. And don't ever come back. You are not welcome in my house, or in my life."

Turning to Alex, I mutter through clenched teeth. "Get her out of here, now."

He nods, and releases my arm. I storm out of the room. Sniffles and crying follow me out. They have no effect. Not after everything she did—and didn't do—when she left my father and me with nothing.

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