Tommy almost snarled as Darius wedged himself between him and Felicia. Placing his hand on Tommy's shoulder, Darius looked intently into Tom's eyes narrowing them suspiciously.
"You better have good reason for accusing what I think you're accusing, Tom Quincy." Darius said as he looked behind him at Felicia. Felicia never even blinked as Tommy lunged again only to be pushed backwards.
"Just ask her!" Tommy yelled. "If she doesn't have the gall to admit it without evidence then she's a lower human being than I ever assumed she was." Tommy said pointedly as Felicia quirked a brow wryly. She had that 'woe is me expression' as she shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes at Tommy.
"The lack of sleep has obviously caught up with you, Tom. Maybe you should go to the hotel and take a nap. It'll clear your head some." Felicia said sweetly as Tommy's eyes darkened perceptibly before he placed his hand discreetly into the pocket of his jeans.
"Explain away this, Felicia." Tommy said in a low, menacing tone as a collective gasp filled the crowded room. In his hand, Tommy held an earring and a broke off manicured nail.
"Your feet may not be big enough to leave the prints in her room, but obviously that person wasn't working alone. I found this outside Jude's window at the bottom of the fire escape." Tommy proclaimed loudly as he practically shoved the objects in Darius's face.
"And that makes you assume it's me because…?" Felicia asked quietly although you could tell she was edging away from Tommy as she spoke.
"Because of this." Tommy said forcefully as he literally knocked Darius to the side in order to grab Felicia's wrist painfully. Holding her hand up in an iron grip, her nails were revealed to the onlookers with the nail on her pinky finger conspicuously missing. Felicia squirmed noticeably as Tommy placed the broken nail against her cuticle revealing that it was a perfect fit. Tom smirked.
"It's better than a glass slipper, isn't it? Now, before I make sure you turn into more than a pumpkin at midnight, I suggest you tell me where Jude is." Tommy growled as he literally restrained himself from throwing Felicia across the room.
"Is it that important to you, Tom?" Felicia almost whispered as she sneered at those that surrounded her. Victoria stalked up to Felicia and stared at her with cold, emotionless eyes as Tommy leaned in close.
"More than you know." Tommy revealed as Victoria pushed gently at Tommy's chest causing him to take a step or two backwards before the room suddenly vibrated with the sound of a reverberating 'slap.' Shaking her hand gently to get rid of the sting, Victoria stood nose to nose with Felicia.
"Tell me where my daughter is." Victoria demanded with swollen eyes and a hitch to her voice. Felicia looked around the room solemnly as she realized suddenly the position she was in. Shrugging, she looked at Tommy as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"I don't know where she's at. If you're so smart, then why don't you go sniff her out?" She asked viciously as Kwest grabbed onto Tommy's arm, keeping him from violently throttling the girl. A sob escaped from Victoria as Sadie stepped up beside her to place her arms around her mother's shoulders.
"Why are you doing this?" Victoria practically yelled as her body heaved with grief. Felicia wasn't even fazed by the emotional outburst as she lifted her hand and pointed at Tommy's chest.
"Why don't you ask him?" Felicia asked in a low tone as the room grew as quiet as a tomb. Tom glared at her as he ran his hands through his already wild hair.
"What is this, Felicia? Some demented ploy to make up for the fact that I made a huge mistake in ever inviting you into my bed. Let it go, Felicia. We both did it for the wrong reasons at the time. You were mad at whatever ex you were with at the time, and I was lonely and drunk. Don't go there." Tom stated flatly as Felicia laughed crazily.
"That's what you think, Tom." She said on a maniacal chuckle as the police suddenly burst into the room to surround her. William had made the call while the rest of the crowd had been engrossed in the spectacle—morbidly attracted to the scene the way the Romans used to watch gladiators shed blood. Handcuffing her with a resounding 'snap,' the police led her through the room and out the door as she snickered.
"Just thought that I would let you know she's unwell. You're good at killing things, Tommy " Felicia remarked as the door closed behind her. Kwest sidled up behind Tommy and placed his hand on his shoulder silently.
"Tell me, Tom. Do you shop for girlfriends at Bedlam?" Kwest asked almost humorously as a police detective in the center of the room held up his hand in attention.
"I don't want to get anyone's hopes up, but I think we may have found where they are keeping her. It may be best that a few of her closest friends come with us because we don't know what kind of condition she's in, and she'll need the support." The detective finished while looking around the room speculatively. And, on that note, everyone except the Moore's stepped forward. The detective quirked a brow at the show of support. Spied just shrugged.
"She's one of a kind." He said softly as the detective just nodded slowly and pointed outside.
"You can all ride in the van." He said quickly as he walked toward the entrance.
Author's footnote: What happens when they find Jude? What really made Felicia go insane? Will write a few new chapters tonight. Let me know whatyou think. I love the feedback.The reviews are my inspiration. Please R&R
