Abby looked up at Mark.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset ya." Mark said.
"I only talked about it once and that was after it happened." Abby said.
"It's just hard." Abby said looking back down at the picture.
Abby sighed and looked at Mark.
"You know the crime seen we went to the other day?" She asked.
Mark nodded.
"It was like that." Abby said.
Mark felt like an ass, he had blasted her that day for having no feelings and it had probably been hell for her to look at that crime scene.
"You were 7 when this happened?" Mark asked.
Abby nodded.
"I was in the house when it happened, I was in the kitchen. I heard the gunshots and hid in the cabinet. I snuck out when the gunshots stopped and looked in the den, Victor and his two cousins were standing over my dead family. They were laughing. I ran out back to the woods and hid till they left and then I went in hoping maybe someone was alive, you know, just maybe, but they wasn't. I called John and well you know the rest." Abby said.
Mark couldn't imagine the pain a 7 year old went through having to deal with that. The poor kid.
"Abby I'm so sorry." Mark said.
Mark put his hand over hers.
"Are ya okay?" Mark asked.
"Yea, I'm fine." She said.
"Are ya hungry?" Mark asked.
"Starving." Abby said.
"I can order in or we can go out." Mark said.
"How about we order in?" Abby said
"Okay." Mark said getting up.
Mark ordered there food and went and took a shower.
Abby sat staring at the picture. She had never been able to talk to anyone about her family before. Mark hadn't pushed her he just let her talk about what she could. He could be such a jackass one minute and so kind the next. Abby sighed. He was a confusing man.
Victor walked into the bedroom. Jeanette was lying on the bed reading a magazine.
"I got some news for you baby." Victor said.
"What?" Jeanette said without much interest.
"Put the fucking magazine down." Victor said.
Jeanette put it down. She knew not to piss him off he had a foul temper.
"That's better." Victor said.
"Your ex has remarried.
"WHAT?" Jeanette screamed.
"Yes, seems he met and fell in love over night with an Abby James, she's a DEA agent." Victor said.
"That sorry bastard, the inks not even dry on our divorce." Jeanette said.
"What's wrong, you still hung up on him?" Victor asked.
"NO Victor, you know I'm not, its just he dumps me and picks up another wife in two seconds flat. It makes me mad." Jeanette said.
"Well doll, I need to do some thinking, the last thing I need is a DEA officer breathing down my neck." Victor said.
"Wait you promised to kill him, you said you would." Jeanette whined.
Victor walked over and slapped her in the face. Jeanette screamed and fell back on the bed.
"You need to remember who you're talking too." Victor said in a dangerous tone.
"I'm sorry Victor; I just want him dead so I can have my son and all that money that rightfully belongs to me." Jeanette said.
"I dint say I wasn't going to kill Mark, I just need to be more careful. I need to think over some things do a little investigating before I make another move. I want to find out more about this new wife of his." Victor said.
Jeanette nodded hoping his violent mood had passed.
Victor grabbed her and ripped her clothes off.
"Now you need to start earning you keep." Victor said.
Jeanette lay still and let him have his way, it was better if you didn't fight him. This would all be worth it when Mark was dead.
