What Happened That Night by Sandra Block

Author:Sandra Block
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2018-03-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty-One

HAWK CLUB CHAT ROOM

Bruinsblow: We got a problem here. Re: Cary Graham.

Mollysdad: What’s up with Graham? He hasn’t been on here in a while.

Bruinsblow: No, and he won’t be on here for a while. Because he’s in fucking prison.

Taxman: What???

Bruinsblow: As I said, we got a problem.

Holts: He’s the one with the problem. Last time I saw him he was totally freaked out on meth or something.

PorscheD: Coke. Heard he went to rehab.

Bruinsblow: Not this time. He was selling it.

Mollysdad: No way. That’s just plain stupid.

Holts: How is this our problem?

Bruinsblow: He wants us to bail him out.

Joe225: How much?

Bruinsblow: 500K

Taxman: He doesn’t have that?

Bruinsblow: He emailed me. “Bit low on cashola. And the little lady’s got a bun in the oven so…” Guess his parents want him to clean up his act so they’re not giving him any.

Taxman: So we should? Because he’s selling coke? Fuck that.

PorscheD: That’s cold man. He’s a brother. We should help if we can. We could all round that up pretty quick.

Holts: Roberts could. He spends that much on breakfast.

PorscheD: Yeah, where is Blake anyway?

Creoletransplant: He’s never on here. Too busy.

Bruinsblow: TBH, the bailout isn’t even the issue right now. We got a bigger problem. Right after he got arrested, someone sent his girlfriend a GIF of him from the Dahlia party.

Mollysdad: Oh shit. That’s not good.

Holts: So what?

Bruinsblow: Don’t you get it? Obviously he was targeted. The GIF was just of him. AND he’s saying he was framed—he never sold drugs, just took them.

Holts: Riiiiiiight. Sounds like the cocaine talking to me.

PorscheD: PARANOID

Joe225: Cosign

Bruinsblow: Well…you may have a point there.

Creoletransplant: For sure.

Bruinsblow: So one thing at a time. First item of business, do we bail him out, or no?

PorscheD: I vote no. Let him get clean.

Holts: Agree

Bruinsblow: Not really a quorum, but anyone disagree?

PorscheD: *crickets*

Bruinsblow: Okay, so we don’t bail him out. What about Dahlia? What do we do about her?

PorscheD: *crickets*

Mollysdad: Stop with the fucking crickets, man

Joe225: THANK YOU!

Bruinsblow: I repeat. What do we do about Dahlia?

Holts: I still say we sit tight. Whoever did this had their fun. Graham gets clean. All good.

Bruinsblow: Have you seen the video? You’re on it, Holstein. So is Blake.

Holts: Still don’t care.

Bruinsblow: Yeah, well I do care. I’m not going to jail for some shit I did to some drunk girl years ago.

Desiforever: No one’s going to jail. Calm the fuck down, Drew.

Holts: Yeah, she’d never go to the police. Not in a million years.

Bruinsblow: I don’t like it. This is going to come back and bite us in the ass. I just know it.

Joe225: You seriously need to chill out, man. You worry way too much.

Bruinsblow: Well jeez, I’m sorry. I just don’t want to be ass-raped ten times/day in jail.

Creoletransplant: No offense to that Sawyer guy, Holstein.

PorscheD: Haha. Burn. Did that kid finally come out?

Holts: Oh yeah. He’s been a rump-ranger for years.

Bruinsblow: Guys, focus here. What do we do about Dahlia?

Desiforever: Nothing.

Bruinsblow: I’m not doing nothing.

Desiforever: Oh yeah, what are you going to do then, big guy?

Bruinsblow: You’ll see.

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