Jenna slammed shut the door of her Greenwich Village apartment, paid for by her father. She leant back against the door, shut her eyes and let out a shaky breath.
Ricky was dead and the police suspected her. Three weeks ago it had been Ricky who had attacked her. There was no way she could go to the police now to report the rape. The detectives who had questioned her didn't believe her, and irony of it was that one of them had been Sam's brother. She remembered this morning in the locker room when Sam had tried to convince her to report the attack to Don Flack. No chance of this happening now. Now she would be seen as having motive.
The second detective who had questioned her was Louis Messer's younger brother. She knew Louis from when he was in Tanglewood and he had knocked about with Sonny. He had always treated her well and often suck up for her when she was younger and Sonny and Ricky had tease her mercilessly. She had liked Louis.
Jenna went to her room and threw some pyjamas and a change of clothes into a bag encase the clinic told her she had to stay the night. She hoped that wouldn't be the case. She went to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on her face. Looking into the mirror the stared at the person looking back at her. Her thoughts running a mile a minute through her mind.
In an hour she would be sitting in the Sandyford Clinic preparing for a termination of Ricky's baby. She had told Sam earlier about her appointment and he insisted on coming with her to support her. She wanted to say that she would be ok on her own, but in reality she was grateful for his strength.
Her mind wandered back to the police interrogation she had just endured. Despite her current muddled mind there were certain things they had said that didn't make sense. Detective Messer had said that they found traces of her fresh blood at Ricky's apartment. But she hadn't been at the apartment in 3 weeks and even when she had been there she wasn't aware she had bled in the attack. She also didn't understand how they knew it had been her DNA.
She was pulled back to reality by a knock at the door. It was Sam; she opened the door and let him in.
'Where the hell have you been? I've been trying to get hold of you for the past three hours'. Sam asked impatiently.
'With your brother', she retorted. Sam looked surprised.
'You reported it?'
'No. Ricky's been murdered and I'm apparently at the top of the suspects list'. She told him bitterly. Sam could tell Jenna was close to tears and he pulled her towards him trapping her in a tight hug.
'Did you tell Don anything?'
Jenna snorted and pulled away. 'How can I possibly do that now? "Erm yes Detective, you know the guy you think I murdered? Well guess what; I have a motive for wanting him dead". Seriously Sam?'
'Ok, I get it. You still wanna go through with this?' He asked.
'Yeah. I can't…can't…you know?' Sam nodded understandingly.
'If you're ready we should probably get going'.
'I'm ready'.
Detectives' Messer and Flack sat patiently in the unmarked police car. They had followed Jenna Sassone back to her apartment as soon as she had left the precinct. They had only been waiting 10 minutes when a familiar car pulled up outside.
'Ain't that…?'
'Yeah, it is. What the hell?'
'You're brothers mixed up with Jenna Sassone?' Danny asked.
They pair watched Sam Flack jog up the stairs and disappear through the entry door to the apartment building.
'I didn't even know Sonny had a sister. You honestly think he'd tell my dad or I if he was? He knows how we feel about that family.
Not long after that the duo watch Sam and Jenna leave the building. Sam threw a small overnight bag in the trunk while Jenna got into the passengers seat. The car pulled away making its way toward the clinic, the passengers unaware of the unwanted police escort.
