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Chapter Sixteen : Blood In The Water

BECKETT HOUSE

The next day, in my sunny bedroom, I'm sitting at my computer desk, on my laptop with the flashdrive insert into my laptop.

On my laptop screen, the flashdrive has files of how much money that Marguerite Levesque paid both Trixie and Shelley to work with her.

And also, Trixie and Shelley have been aiding and abetting in Marguerite's Mafia-like illicit activities such as selling drugs.

My phone buzzes on my desk. I pick up my phone and looks at it.

Grayson

I answer my phone. "Hey, Gray."

"Hey, Hot stuff, how's it going with the flashdrive?" Grayson asked.

"The flashdrive that Alyssa gave me has enough dirty work on both Trixie and Shelley. They can both go to the jailhouse for aiding and abetting in Marguerite's Mafia business." I said to Grayson.

"And I assume that Marguerite doesn't quite care about Trixie and Shelley. Marguerite will let them go to jail because she's a wicked bitch." Grayson said.

"I have to talk to both Trixie and Shelley. At least, try to persuade them to escape Marguerite's Mafia business." I said to him.

"Will you be able to persuade them, CP?" Grayson asked.

"I hope so." I said to him.

"Alright, good luck. I love you." Grayson said.

"I love you too, Gray." I said and hangs up my phone.

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ROCHELLE'S DINER

Later that day, I'm sitting in a booth table across from Trixie and Shelley.

"Trixie? Shelley? You two are in some deep trouble with Marguerite Levesque." I warned them.

"What are you talking about, Catty?" Trixie asked.

"You and Shelley have been involved with illicit activities such as selling drugs and aiding and abetting in Marguerite's Mafia business." I tell them.

Both Trixie and Shelley exchange worried looks at each other and looks at me.

"You ladies can go to jail for aiding and abetting the Mafia business with their illicit activities." I tell him. "I can assume that you two didn't have jobs so, Marguerite approached you both with job offers and with money."

"Yeah, she did." Trixie said. "But we needed money to get a head start."

"You could've turned down Marguerite's job offer." I said to them.

"We were reluctant, at first, but then, Marguerite offered us a paycheck of $1,000 cash." Shelley said. "We shouldn't have gotten involved with Marguerite's Mafia business but now, we're in trouble."

"If we tell anyone, Marguerite will take us both out." Shelley said.

"Damnit." I said.

"And besides, Marguerite has eyes and ears among her Mafia." Shelley said.

"So, we know we fucked up." Trixie said.

"Is there a way for you girls to escape Marguerite's Mafia business?" I asked.

"Not really no. Once you're in, there's no way out." Trixie said.

"Shit." I said.

"We're sorry, Catty." Shelley said.

"But we appreciate the warning though." Trixie said.

Trixie, Shelley and I exchange worried looks at each other.

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CRISTA CRYSTAL SPEAKEASY

In the dimly-lit cabaret speakeasy room, I'm sitting at a table with my bottle of Ale, taking sips of it.

"Catty?" My Mom said.

I look up at my Mom. "Hi, Mom."

My Mom sits down at the table across from me. "I know you have your artwork, and so, how would you like to be a part-time informant for me?"

"An informat? Like, special agent informat?" I said to her.

"Yeah. You've been helping me with my cases using your amateur sleuthing skills, and so, are you interested in being my Special Agent informant (SAI)?" My Mom asked me.

"Umm, maybe." I said to her.

"You can think about it." My Mom said.

"Okay, have you talked to Dad about this?" I asked her.

"We both did and we both thought you might be interested in a SAI, but that's up to you, Carmina." My Mom said to me.

"Okay, I'll think about it." I said to her.

"Okay." My Mom said.

My Mom and I exchange small smiles at each other and I take another swig of my bottle of Ale.

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THE CLUBHOUSE

That late afternoon, in the bar room, Sebastian and Grayson are playing at the pool table.

Leigh Ann, Sasha and I are playing air hockey.

"So, are you gonna take the part-time informant SAI job, Catty?" Sebastian asked.

"Maybe, I might." I said.

"You have a collection of Veronica Mars books in your computer desk drawer." Sasha said.

"She does?" Grayson said.

"Yeah, she does. That's what got her into amateur sleuthing skills." Leigh Ann said.

"I'm right here you guys." I said to them.

We all exchange playful chuckles with each other.

"So, how did it go with Trixie and Shelley? Were you able to persuade them to get them out of trouble with Marguerite's Mafia business?" Grayson asked.

"I tried. I warned them, but they're already too deep." I said. "And besides, Marguerite knows my parents."

"Shit." Sasha said. "At least, you warned them, CP."

"Yeah." I said and my phone buzzes in my pants pocket. I stop playing air hockey and takes my phone out from my pants pocket and looks at it.

Alessandra Johnson

I answer my phone. "AJ?"

"Hey, Catty. I just found Trixie's body in the Stillwater Swimming Hole." Alessandra told me.

"What? When?" I said, shocked.

"A minute ago." Alessandra told me. "I just thought you should know."

"Okay." I said and hangs up my phone.

"Catty? What's going on?" Grayson asked.

I look at Sebastian, Grayson, Leigh Ann and Sasha, shocked. "It's Trixie. She's dead."

Sebastian, Grayson, Leigh Ann, Sasha and I exchange shocking looks at each other.

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STILLWATER SWIMMING HOLE

[Song: River - Bishop Briggs]

The paramedics rolls Trixie's dead body in a body bag on a gurney with everyone looks on.

I'm with Sebastian, Grayson, Leigh Ann and Sasha. I just spoke to her a minutes ago and then, suddenly, Trixie ends up dead.

Shelley cries softly to herself, saddened by her deceased gal pal, Trixie's, dead body.

I look at Alessandra and she looks at me. We exchange gloomy looks at each other.

As the paramedics puts Trixie's body in the back of the ambulance, I spot Marguerite Levesque with her bodyguard and chauffeur, Toney.

And then, I look away, pondering to myself. Could Marguerite Levesque be involved in Trixie's death? Or did she send a Mafia henchman to do her dirty work for her?

[Song ends]

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