MATTHEW
Thirteen Days Ago - After Jeremy's meeting with the Police
"You don't have proof that he's behind this." Matthew tried to point out, even though his gut agreed with Jeremy. It was too much of a coincidence that Nissa had taken up with Mac and ended up the way she had been.
"What more proof do you need Matthew?" Jeremy asked, lowering his voice even as he tipped his beer back, finishing it in one long swallow. Leaning forward again he whispered, "Mac's not been seen here since my sister was found. He did this to her Matthew. And when I find him. I'm going to kill him".
MAC
Thirteen Days Ago
"What are you doing here boy?" Walter practically spit, eying his son with a mixture of weariness and anger. "I done told ya to lay low before ya bring the damn cops down on this place. Or maybe that's what ya want. That it boy? Ya want the cops to find the stash of meth and see yer old man sent to prison again that it?"
"Nah," Mac replied, ignoring the looks his father gave him as he moved around the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of whiskey and a shot glass. "I want to talk about my woman".
The look on Walter's face instantly transformed into suspicion. "Ya ain't got no woman boy. Not anymore. Not after ya got all fucked up on that shit and nearly killed her. Not saying the bitch weren't asking for it mind ya, but ya best be forgetting about her. Get on outta here Mac. Set up somewhere else for awhile. "It's bad enough the normal cops be sniffing at your heels for every damn thing, but now ya got federal cops looking at ya for what ya done".
That was news to Mac. And changed things considerably. Not that they had anything on him when it came to what happened to Nissa. That woman would never point the finger at him for anything. She loved him. And besides, maybe he had roughed her up a few times more than he oughta have, and maybe he left his mark on her permanently in more ways than one, but she had asked for it. She had begged for it. She knew his darkness and she joined him in it. He didn't think he had been the one to put her in the hospital, not that the cops would believe him given his history. And what was more worrisome than that is they could very well be on their way to getting a warrant. Not that he kept any product in his house, he wasn't that stupid now, but there were other things that could prove problematic should they be found. Maybe his old man was right for once. Maybe he should clean out that shit hole shack of anything incriminating and then lay low somewhere for awhile.
"Wait, how the hell do you know they're federal cops?" he asked Walter.
"Well ain't nobody ever seen them before now have they?" Walter said, as though explaining something to a very small child. "And what else could they be? First ya got that sneaky little asshole coming round the Luna Mesa asking questions about her, and you come to think of it, next thing anyone knows she's nearly killed and these two cops show up a day later? I told you something weren't right about that girl Mac, dammit I told you!"
"Nissa ain't have nothing to do with this!" Mac said, throwing his glass against the wall and reveling in the shower of broken glass that rained down. "That girl was an innocent."
"That girl was probably a plant. Or are ya too stupid to see it? No doubt too busy thinking with ya dick instead of what little brain ya ain't killed on that shit". Walter sneered down at him, "Innocent?" he scoffed, "Even if I were to believe that, there ain't nothing innocent about that girl now. Not now that ya've ruined her".
"A plant? Do ya hear yaself Walter? She was sixteen when she turned up here. Ain't no way that girl is anything but what she says she is. I'm outta here. Keep an ear on the ground would ya Walter? Make yaself fucking useful for once!"