Page 208 of Her Daddies' Everything

She wasn’t sure which option was scarier.

Don’t think about that now, Immy. Focus on the issue at hand.

“Are you . . . are you working with the Deity?” she asked.

“Huh? Who?”

“The Deity? Or a fake-Deity. Did he make you a Sentinel? But that makes no sense, you’re a woman.”

“What are you talking about?” Lauren screeched.

Jeez.

She didn’t have to get so bent out of shape.

Immy, be careful. She’s not exactly sane. This isn’t normal behavior, even for someone who was mad about losing their job.

Normal people got hammered. They ate their weight in ice cream. Maybe they plotted murder, but they didn’t actually go through with it!

This woman had hit her with a car, drugged her, and was now taking her to meet someone.

“I have no clue why you are going on about Sentinels and Deities.”

She didn’t know?

How did she not know?

“Are you saying you’ve had Jenner for a client for over a year and you don’t know about the cult?”

“What? That cult that Jenner lived in for a short while? Of course I do. What does that have to do with anything? It was years ago. And when I suggested using that in order to push his brand, he shut me down.”

Was that all she cared about? Her work?

“Why are you doing this, Lauren? It’s not going to end well for you.” Where were they? Immy tried to sit up, but they were jostling around so much that it was difficult to get her balance. It was so dark outside.

Were they even in the city anymore? Where would there be such a pothole-ridden street?

“No. It’s not going to end well for you!” Lauren yelled. “This shouldn’t have happened. I was pushed to the edge. Breaking point. I’m going to have to leave town. Create a new identity. Again. I’m up to my eyeballs in debt. I should have been sitting pretty with Jenner and Amaya as clients. Instead I’ve got to start again! And it’s all your fucking fault!”

“My fault? Are you serious?” Immy said angrily. “Did you ever stop to think that maybe it was your fault?”

This woman was delusional!

How was Immy to blame for her losing her job?

“All he could talk about was you!” Lauren replied. “How wonderful you are, how beautiful, how sweet and kind. God, it was sickening. The idiot fell in love with a nobody!”

Fell in love?

He’d fallen in love?

What was she talking about?

“Jenner hasn’t fallen in love,” she said.

Oh God. Another pothole! That one really hurt. And she might have blacked out for a moment. Or perhaps she’d just lost a few seconds to the agony.

But when she could hear again, Lauren was off on another rant.

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