Betrayal

Disclaimer: All characters, plot, and setting are owned by the author Meg Cabot

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Ch. 2- Ghostly Emergency

When I woke up that morning Paul had already left for work. I walked into the kitchen to make breakfast, and found a note next to freshly baked bread:

Morning honey,

I had to get to work early today. Sorry but I couldn't stay for breakfast. The McKenzie case is really starting to get on my last nerve. I might be late for dinners so don't worry about me.

You can always reach me at: 732-291-.

Love you,

Paul

The McKenzie case has been bothering him since over a month. A certain Mr. Daniel McKenzie killed his wife and since the guy oozes money he needed the best lawyer in Carmel, in other words Paul. That doesn't mean that he isn't a pain in my ass. Let's just say his wife left some unfinished business behind, and she is plenty mad at her husband for throwing her off a cliff. Paul and I can't get a good night sleep because she thinks that her dear Danny deserves to be dead to.

When I got ready for work I started thinking about that Pig, McKenzie. He had killed his wife because she wanted to get custody of the kids after their divorce. I don't think Paul would do something like that. He has changed a lot since we were 16. He's not the Spawn of Satan anymore.

Lucy, my secretary, greeted me with a cup pf coffee at my office door.

"Good morning Mrs. Slater, your mother called and asked for you to call her back as soon as possible," Lucy said in a rush.

I only answered, "Lucy, you have been working for me for over a week, don't you think it's time that you call me by my first name?"

"Okay, Suze," she chirped happily.

Sometimes I wonder if she is a little bit too cheerful in the morning. Maybe she's high. Nah!

My mother could wait I had a deadline to hold or all my readers would walk around in potato sacks for a week. She would understand.

When I walked into my office Mrs. McKenzie was sitting at my desk.

When I closed the door she stood up and yelled, "Listen to me girl! You and your husband have absolutely no right to stop me from doing what I want. I'm dead! Who cares if I kill the looser that killed me!"

"We do have a right because it's our job to help lost souls move on and, not kill the people that killed them. I understand that you're angry and the son of a bitch had no right to kill you but that doesn't give you the right to kill him!"

Good thing that my walls are sound-proof! Or else my boss would have a fit. Not to mention that I would get fired and stuck into the loony bin.

"He killed me! Why can't he just get what he deserves?" She wailed on.

"He will get what he deserves. Which is at least 13 years in jail," I yelled back.

"That's not good enough," she replied quietly before she dematerialised.

Well…what did you think about chapter 2. You know what to do. Review!

Lots of Love,

Nina