Chapter 32

Marina heard a few shouts and looked back to where she thought the sound was coming from. She saw Brandy and noticed that she was near the area where she had thought Jenny was sitting before. She took off at a run, forgetting her beers.

“No!” She shouted at Brandy, trying to pull her away from the table of shocked looking women. Brandy shrugged her off and sneered at the women.

“*****!”

“What?” Shane asked.

“Moira!” Carmen said and slapped her forehead. Shane grimaced and Jenny looked shocked.

“Now’s your chance,” Brandy said, her evil smile never leaving her face as she stared directly at Moe. Moira looked uncomfortable but still held her chin up invitingly. Marina’s eyes looked over the woman and she held her gaze, refusing to be the one to look away.

“*****!” Jenny spat and looked around desperately as they drove down the road. What would Marina say? Or do, would she do something stupid and unlike Marina? Jenny wasn’t sure how much she had changed since everything. All she knew was that she wanted to talk to her first before anyone else. But she didn’t want to talk to her. It was complicated.

“Should I go back?” Shane asked, trying to keep the dread out of her voice. Jenny looked up at her and reasoned.

“Non,” was all they could hear before Marina whispered things in French into the other woman’s ear. Brandy tensed then smiled. This smile was unlike no other the group had seen yet. It dripped of something so evil, and powerful and knowing, that it made them shake. She nodded. Marina had still managed to hold Moe’s gaze and grinned when she was done, pride showing through that was obviously related to her sinister sidekick. Moe dropped the gaze and Marina stood straighter. She tried to remember the woman she once was, strong and confident, ***** as ***** and boldly aware of it. She breathed deeply and tried to pull that ‘something’ that she had once had, out from within her. A sliver of it showed through as she looked over the group and tried to get anyone to look back at her. No one would.