“No, Angelica that is not true!”

“Yes it is because I was upset because I didn’t understand and I made a complete ass of myself I’m sorry Aunt Al….I’m so sorry, “Angelica says falling down to her knees crying into her hands. “Clea might have been abusing you physically but I abused you too verbally!”

Rushing to her aside Alice kneels down and wraps her arms around her.

“I love you Aunt Al——-I love you so much!”

“I love you to.”

Breaking the hug, “Aunt Al what are we going to do we have to get her out there?”

Just then Alice remembers that she was expecting a call from Brian the Peabodys lawyer. Reaching for her phone she checks to see if she had any missed calls or voicemail messages. She had one missed call. She dials the number immediately.

“Hello.”

“Ms. Pieszecki.”

“Yes, is this Brian?”

“Yes.”

“Helena gave me your phone number——–.”

“Brian, I really don’t want to sound rude but now is not the time for a formal introduction can you help me or not?”

“Yes, my team have gathered and reviewed the case we have scheduled with the jail to meet with her tomorrow afternoon. Now, what I do is know is that because Tasha is a POW they will not release her name to the media as the person responsible for the attack.”

“OMG that’s great but the afternoon——I mean isn’t that kind of late you guys can’t meet with her earlier than that?”

“No, it was the earliest timeframe we could get after the meeting I will contact with immediately.”

“Okay, thanks bye.”

“Well what did he say?”

“He said that he is going to meet with her tomorrow afternoon.”

Seeing the disappointment on Angelicas face Alice hugs her again.

After eating her dinner Tasha stayed up a few hours later to read. After she finished the lights in the jail shut off signaling that it was time for the inmates to go to sleep. Tasha got into the bottom bunk and fell asleep her court date was scheduled in three days.

”Williams you have a visitor, ”the guard yells through the prison bars.

Getting off the bottom bunk Tasha stands looking confused and still half asleep. No one knew she was in jail besides Clea and the police at least that’s what she thought. Besides it was almost 11:00 p.m. at night way past the time of visiting hours. The guard noticing her hesitation signals for her to come out of the cell. He unlocks the cell handcuffs her and then ushers her down the hall to a nearby conference room. Once inside the guard uncuffs her and she takes a seat in one of the chairs. While waiting for whomever wanted to see her all sorts of thoughts are going through her head. She sat alone in the conference room for fifteen minutes before she heard the door open. Not bothering to turnaround to see who it is she looks straight ahead at the empty wall.