Thank you all for your support and reviews. I understand that this fic is not everyone's cup of tea and that's fine. I appreciate those who are willing to read and unravel this mystery with me. I also want to say that Bonnie is an attorney in this, she has a job to do and a reputation to repair—and she wants to do just that. Her choice to defend Damon is not just about what their relationship was or how she felt about certain body parts of his, it is also because of her career. The legal game is a knock down drag out game and only the strongest survive. Bonnie's proving she's strong.
I also wanted to say that one reviewer actually picked up on one of the biggest clues regarding the killer last chapter, so congrats! Now, sit back and enjoy…the killer is revealed in this chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Even though Bonnie delivered some good news, some of the best news he'd heard in weeks, Damon couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something from him. Even after they emerged from his office and she quickly was snatched up by Lily, he continued to stare at her. Bonnie was up to something, "Well I have to admit, I'm impressed," Giuseppe commented standing beside him drawing Damon's attention away from Bonnie.
"Impressed with what?" Damon asked.
"She obviously prevailed today, I guess she will do well as your attorney."
Damon stared at Giuseppe, "I'm not doing this with you right now."
Giuseppe sighed, "Damon, I just want you to be acquitted of these heinous charges. That is all I want for you. I know we don't have the best relationship, but I don't want to see you punished for a crime you clearly did not commit," Giuseppe touched his shoulder and Damon was sure it was the first time he'd ever heard his father be sincere and dare he think it, loving. He found himself softening, "Thank you and I know what you are trying to do, but I trust Bonnie."
"Apparently so does your mother," Giuseppe threw a look over his shoulder at Lily and Bonnie in the kitchen, "so what happened there with you and Bonnie?" Giuseppe attempted to inquire casually.
Damon raised an eyebrow. He was pretty sure Lily had filled Giuseppe in on Damon's romantic relationship with Bonnie and now, Giuseppe was just fishing, "Well since you asked, we broke up because of a misunderstanding, I made things worse afterwards and Bonnie pretty much hated my guts until I asked her to represent me."
"Ahh…wandering eye?" Giuseppe asked.
Damon looked over at Bonnie, "Not exactly, but all the same hurt."
Bonnie stood in the kitchen as Lily piled pasta and grilled chicken on a plate for her, "Have you eaten today?" Lily asked placing another piece of chicken on her plate, "I'm sure you need something after court today."
"I guess I can have a little something," Bonnie mumbled as Lily handed her a plate.
"And maybe some wine?" Lily lifted the bottle up.
"No thanks the food is fine," Bonnie stated taking a bite of the pasta and chicken, "this is amazing," she moaned. It was a little spicy, but had a creamy, garlicky taste and Bonnie realized how hungry she was at that moment.
"It's Damon's favorite," Lily beamed.
Suddenly the chicken tasted like chalk in her mouth as she stopped chewing. She knew that Lily was a cheerleader for Damon settling down and she was also aware that Lily decided Bonnie was who he should settle down with, "I know what happened or rather, I know something happened," Lily rushed to explain, "and I know that you have your reasons for keeping your distance from Damon. I understand. I get it and although, I was very happy to hear a couple of months ago that you two were seeing each other—I know that whatever Damon did was serious and if he has to walk across broken glass to get you to forgive him so be it."
Bonnie let out an unexpected laugh. She wasn't sure what she expected Lily to say, but it wasn't that. She always pegged Lily as the mother that believed her son was faultless, so hearing her say that amused Bonnie, "Thank you."
"Damon is confident that you will help him and so am I. I'm also thankful. I know you didn't have to and you could have walked away, but you didn't. So thank you Bonnie," Lily smiled warmly at her.
"Well it's part of my job," she shrugged with a smile.
"Of course," Lily smiled back at her.
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"So you visited your father," Abby folded her arms sitting across from Bonnie. They were sitting outside of the Mystic Grill the day after the motion hearing and Bonnie could tell by the vein appearing in Abby's forehead, that she wasn't exactly excited about Bonnie's visit to Rudy, "and he actually took off a couple of days from work? Shocking."
"Mom."
"I'm sorry, go on…"
"Well we talked about a lot of things. How he just disappeared after the divorce and how I missed him. How I wanted him to be more," she shrugged, "it was a good visit. He listened."
"And what did he say?" Abby asked.
"He apologized and he said that he will do better. He's called me about ten times since I left and he's coming to visit next week."
"Oh is he?"
"Yes, he is," Bonnie smiled, "and maybe you two should make time and talk too."
Abby paused with her fork up to her mouth, "Oh no."
"Mom."
"Yes," Abby sat back with her arms folded looking less than moved.
"I know that Dad did some horrible things and you are still angry at him, you should be…but I guess giving him a chance to explain himself or giving yourself a chance to just yell at him will help you."
Abby shook her head and then gave Bonnie a small smile, "And when did my little girl become so mature?"
"Talking to him, yelling at him and then talking to him again really helped Mom. I know that it may not sound like it will help, but it does."
"Uh, huh and what about your love life?" Abby folded her hands under her chin, "I watch the news Bonnie. One minute, you and Damon are hot and heavy…the next, you lose the divorce case to him and then he's charged with killing his client—who they are also saying he had a relationship with. Did he cheat on you with her?"
Bonnie's stomach turned. Every time she had to talk about this, she felt the nausea and lump in her throat, "He didn't cheat, but he started a relationship with her not long after we broke up."
"How long after?" Abby peered at her.
"I don't know; the same night we broke up."
"Bonnie…"
"I know. It was an asshole thing to do and I was…I am angry at him for doing it."
Abby shook her head, "He doesn't deserve you even being his lawyer."
"Maybe, maybe not. The Olivia thing hurt and a part of me wants to believe or did believe that he didn't do it to lash out at me. What happened with that divorce case was horrible and I wonder, what would I have done if the roles were reversed? Would I have lashed out…would I have been angry? Furious? Probably, but I haven't forgotten what he said or did and I'm not rushing into his arms."
"But you are defending him for a crime that by the media coverage, he's pretty much guilty of. Why would you do that?"
"Because I believe he didn't kill Olivia and I am a lawyer, mom."
"But there are plenty of lawyers, why wouldn't you direct him to one?"
"Because…"
"Because what?"
"Mom, come on."
"Do you still have feelings for him?"
"Mom?"
"Well if you do, you make sure he works to get back in your good graces. Hell, if you save him from prison, he owes you his life and better worship the ground you walk on for as long as you allow him to."
Bonnie sipped her lemonade nodding at Abby's words.
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Damon and Stefan's feet pounded on the asphalt as they made their final jog towards Damon's building. Giuseppe and Lily returned home for a few days because of some prior commitments and Stefan stayed in Mystic Falls to support Damon and spend time with Elena, "I'm going to propose," Stefan spoke up as they slowed in front of Damon's condo where Damon stopped abruptly at the door, "Wait, how long has it been?" he asked turning to his younger brother.
"A year or so, it doesn't matter. When its right, its right. I love her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her."
"Uh huh and does that mean that you are moving to Mystic Falls to bless me with your presence frequently?" Damon asked opening the front door.
"Well I will work in Mystic Falls and in New York," Stefan followed Damon into the condo.
"Well congrats brother, I am sure she will say yes. You two will have the fairytale wedding that Mother has planned since we were able to talk and you will have beautiful brunette children," Damon remarked sarcastically.
"You sound really happy for me," Stefan shook his head.
"I'm sorry, its…, "Damon paused for a few beats, "I am happy for you. If you are engaged and planning a wedding, Mother will back off of me and Bonnie. The last thing we need is Mother making eyes at us every time we're in the same room."
Stefan nodded, "But the blood test results were good news."
"It is. I have faith in Bonnie, I believe she can get me out of this—but the evidence is against me," Damon confessed, "the only defense I have is the fact that I was roofied, but is that enough? The murder weapon was lying next to me. The prosecution is after me, the police refuse to search for anyone else. Shit, they could say that I did all of this to make sure that people wouldn't suspect me. I'm an attorney. I know the tricks of the trade. I could go to jail Stefan and that is driving me crazy. I can't plan my life beyond this very moment," Damon took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry," Stefan touched Damon's shoulder.
"I can't leave my house. There's very few places I can go without people staring at me and whispering. People actually think I killed someone, Stefan and Olivia's dead. She got everything she wanted from Tyler and she was murdered. When I close my eyes I see her. Sometimes I wonder, was it about her or was it about me?"
"Why would it be about you?" Stefan questioned.
Damon's eyes widened, "Because I'm the one on trial for murder."
"Yes, but who would want to see you in jail? The only one pissed off in this town was Bonnie…who's defending you and I don't think she's that pathological and her ex, you think he framed you?"
"No, because if he had, he would be spitting nails now. I thought about Tyler, but Bonnie seems adamant that he didn't do it."
"Ok, so who else is there?" Stefan asked.
Damon looked over at his brother. There was one name that floated around in his head, but he refused to say it out loud. Stefan's phone rang in the distance, "Excuse me," Stefan fished his phone out and quickly dissolved into a conversation with Elena. Damon gripped onto one of the kitchen chairs as the name rolled around in his head, "Damon, I have to meet up with Elena…are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm going to call Bonnie, talk to her. See if she has any ideas or anything about where this is going."
"Ok…I will call you later," Stefan touched Damon's shoulder before heading out of the door. Damon retrieved his phone from his pocket and quickly texted Bonnie.
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Bonnie sat outside of the Plaza debating on whether she should leave her car. Once she went inside, there was no turning back. She reached for the door and her cell phone beeped causing her to look down, 'Hey can we meet, I want to talk to you about something?' Damon's text read. She looked over at the condo and then texted Damon back, "Another time, I guess," she mumbled before pulling out of the parking space. Bonnie turned down Market Street as a phone call came through, "Hello Caroline," she greeted her friend on the other end.
"Is there a reason why I found out that you went to visit your dad from Elena?" Caroline accused through the speakers.
"I'm sorry, it was spur of the moment and I pretty much spent my time there reconnecting with my dad. I'm sorry for not calling you."
"You and Elena always leave me out now. Just because I'm married and a mom doesn't mean that I don't want to know what's going on."
"I know Caroline, I'm sorry."
"Ok," Caroline sniffed, "now, tell me why you are still defending that Damon guy."
Bonnie laughed. Caroline would of course be the most critical, she enjoyed that part of her friendship with Caroline. Caroline Forbes-Donovan is the friend most likely to slap you if she thought you were losing your mind. Bonnie was thankful for her, "Because I believe he's innocent."
"So," Caroline answered simply causing Bonnie to chuckle, "Yes, I know that you hate him and I appreciate it, but he did not kill Olivia."
"And there are about 100 different lawyers in this town and he could have picked one of them."
"Yes, he could have, but he picked me."
"Because he probably wants to use this case to get you back in his bed or something."
"Caroline, the only thing I'm concerned with is getting him acquitted."
"I hope so. He hurt you."
"I am aware."
"I know you are; I just don't like it. I was all set to plan your wedding to him and he messed it all up. I liked him and I did not see this coming at all, that really pisses me off."
"Caroline, trust me, I know what I'm doing. Things ended between me and Damon for a reason and I haven't forgotten that reason or what happened after."
"Ok, but I know how much you loved those blue eyes and how many times he made you…"
"Caroline, let's talk about how the twins are…did Josie start ballet yet?" Bonnie interrupted.
Caroline sighed and immediately began filling Bonnie in on Josie and her first dance class which ended in a tantrum.
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Damon sat a table in the dive bar that Bonnie had directed him to. It was mid-day, so there weren't many patrons in the place. There were a couple of retirees at the bar, but they barely glanced at him when he walked in. It was a relief. It was nice to be out of the house. He was able to get a drink that he didn't have to make himself. He sipped his bourbon and looked around. His life had changed so drastically that he barely recognized it.
"I'm glad you found this place," Bonnie sat down across from him.
"Yeah, it was fairly easy. Thanks for suggesting this place, I'm suffering from cabin fever."
"Hopefully this will all be over soon and you will be able to reclaim your life again."
Damon nodded, "That's actually what I wanted to discuss with you…" Damon began before a waitress walked over.
"Can I get you something?" she asked Bonnie.
"Just a Coke please," she ordered. She didn't need any alcohol clouding her mind, especially with Damon sitting across from her with that beard and those eyes.
"You sure you don't want anything stronger?" Damon asked amused.
"Coke is fine."
"Ok…it's on me."
"Oh I know because I'm billing you," Bonnie winked.
He chuckled and then turned serious, "That was nice. Anyway, I wanted to ask you something…Tyler, what makes you so sure that he didn't kill Olivia or hire someone to do it?"
Bonnie couldn't hide that she was a little surprised that was what he wanted to discuss. She thought he wanted to talk about strategy, but she didn't expect that to be the first statement, "Because Tyler's smart. If somehow you weren't a suspect, he would be next in line. He knew that. Tyler is also arrogant. He's a womanizer, he believed there was a way to get his money and his company back. He would have found another lawyer to undo the settlement or he would have attempted to sweet talk Olivia into giving it back. Killing her would have been too messy for him."
"Ok, so what about Kol?" Damon asked as the waitress sat down Bonnie's soda.
"Kol?"
"He hated us together Bonnie and by extension, he pretty much hated me."
She shook her head, "Kol may be a lot of things, but he's not that bad of a cop. He may hate you and hated our relationship, but he would never kill an innocent person. That's not him."
Damon sipped his bourbon, "You mentioned someone else before…"
"I did, your friend or ex-friend right now."
"Luke's a good guy. He always spoke so highly of Olivia, he introduced her to Tyler and felt really bad that Tyler was an asshole."
"Really and what was the dynamic between he and Olivia?" Bonnie asked.
Damon thought, "He was protective."
"And when they were together?"
"I never saw them together. Luke's a busy guy, he lives in New York…runs his own company. A financial investment firm."
"Uh, huh."
"Luke's a good guy Bon, he asked me to represent her. She had a shit lawyer and he knew that I was a fantastic one."
"A fantastic one?" Bonnie raised an eyebrow.
Damon narrowed his eyes, "Bonnie Bennett, you know that I am a very capable attorney."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. So Luke was this great cousin to Olivia, but you never saw them interact and he didn't show up until she was dead? That's not suspicious to you?" Bonnie squinted at him.
"I'm sure it looks that way, but I've known Luke since college. He wouldn't kill someone. There's no way and we were friends."
"Hmm," Bonnie tapped her chin with her finger, "but Olivia received money and shares in Lockwood Industries, Luke could have been a benefactor of that. She has no other family but him and they were allegedly very close."
Damon heard everything Bonnie was saying and it sounded plausible, but he and Luke were friends. Roommates in college. They were close. He knew Luke. He wouldn't kill his own family member, not for money…not for any reason, "Bon, I can't believe Luke would do something like that."
"And who do you think would? Who would roofie you and kill Olivia? How would they know that you were going to be there? It had to be someone that Olivia knew."
"Maybe one of Tyler's conquests?" Damon suggested.
"Olivia and Tyler were divorced; she was his past."
Damon sat back, "We're running into dead ends here."
"Maybe," Bonnie shrugged, "I will figure it out."
"You still believe Luke has something to do with it?" Damon asked.
Bonnie met Damon's gaze, "No, you know him better than I do. You said he wouldn't kill anyone and you would know."
"There has to be something that can help us out here."
"Something will come up, I'm sure of that," Bonnie answered, "you're innocent and the fact that we have evidence that you were drugged will help us."
"I hope so."
"And unfortunately, I have to go…we will talk soon, ok," Bonnie stood up from the table.
Damon watched her, "Sure…"
She smiled touching his shoulder gently before heading towards the door.
Damon watched Bonnie leave and thought for a few moments before taking out his cell phone and swiping down his contacts list. He focused on one name. He wasn't confident that he would get the answer to what he was looking for, but he could try. He pressed a name and held the phone up to his ear, "Hello," the female voice on the other end greeted him.
He plastered a smile on his face, "Andie, how are you?" he hoped that his smile came through on the other end as he heard silence.
"Damon Salvatore, didn't expect to hear from you ever again."
"Well Andie, I'm sure you didn't. However, I know that you still have a soft spot for one of your closest colleagues. How's the corporate law game treating you?"
"It's treating me. What do you want? Or rather, what are you up to? I heard you're in some trouble down there."
Damon grimaced. He hadn't expected for her to have heard…but who was he fooling? Everyone probably heard at this point, "Yes, well…"
"Don't worry, I know you could never do something as heinous as what you're accused of. Unfortunately, if you need a character witness, I'm leaving for Monaco for a couple of months so…"
"I'm calling you because you know everything about the corporate world and what's going on within it."
"True."
"So tell me, Luke Parker…you know Parker Investment Holdings…what's going on there?" he asked.
Andie scoffed, "Does that still exist?" she asked sarcastically, "Damon, I know you and Luke probably aren't friends now, but Parker Investments went under a couple of months ago. It was rumored that there was some insider trading going on and the SEC are investigating. Luke closed the firm fairly quickly and then took off. Of course, the official word is that he took time off to support his cousin, but everyone knows that he was avoiding his investors and now that his cousin is dead, there are some rumblings that he is trying to get her shares of Lockwood Industries."
"So his company went under?" Damon asked as a sickening feeling settled in his stomach.
"Pretty much."
"Wow…he never mentioned it."
"Not surprised," Andie chuckled, "but I have a meeting to attend. When you're in New York, we'll catch up.
"Sure…sure. Thanks Andie," Damon stated ending the call. He sat glued to his chair in the bar. The music playing in the bar floated away, the conversations around became muted. Luke's company was gone. He was running from investors and never once let on. Damon sipped his bourbon. The pieces were starting to come together and for the first time, he started to believe…Bonnie was right about Luke.
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Bonnie pressed the doorbell and waited for the large white door to open. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest and she felt nauseous. If she was right, this was big. The door opened and she came to face to face with the dirty blond, blue eyed cousin of Olivia Lockwood, Luke Parker, "Can I help you?" he asked standing in the doorway.
"I wanted to know if I could speak with you for a few moments."
"You want to talk to me, well I don't want to talk to you," he stated starting to close the door, until she placed her hand on it, "Just for a few moments," she gave him a smile.
He sighed moving out of the way allowing her to step inside, "What could you possibly want to speak to me about. You're defending my cousin's murderer and it will be a cold day in hell before I help with his defense," Luke scoffed, "I know all about your history with Damon and I don't understand why you are even bothering."
"I have my reasons," she looked around the condo.
"Your reasons? What? You're a masochist?" Luke prodded, "I know Damon, I know how he is with women. Too bad my cousin didn't realize it."
"Well you know what they say about a woman scorned," Bonnie turned to Luke with a smirk as her eyes drifted over to the mantle where a chrome colored urn was placed, "That's my cousin's remains. I plan to spread her ashes in the Pacific Ocean once everything is done here," he stated standing behind Bonnie. She squinted as she walked closer to the urn and noticed the sparkling piece of jewelry wrapped around the top. She peered closer and realized it was a bracelet with a charm dangling from it 'Rise Up', it read. Immediately her blood ran cold and she felt as if the air was sucked out of the room. She heard Luke speaking, but it was muffled.
"Well she got a pretty good settlement."
"That she did. She showed me this bracelet she bought that day, right before she met me at dinner. It was all diamonds with a charm hanging from it that read 'Rise Up', she said she paid a pretty penny for it because she wanted to buy something completely ridiculous with Tyler's money," Damon chuckled wistfully remembering Olivia's face as she said those words.
"A diamond bracelet, hmm…well that's one way to dry tears," Bonnie agreed.
"You should get him to plead guilty. This trial is a waste. Olivia won't be able to rest in peace until he is in jail. If you have any decency, you will encourage Damon to please guilty," Luke went on. Bonnie turned to face him as he continued to speak, "I'm tied up in litigation right now because of the clauses in that damn divorce settlement."
"Umm…I'm sorry," she managed to squeeze out.
"I'm sure you are," he spat out.
"I…I…should be going," she stated heading towards the door.
"Maybe you should and don't come back here, Miss Bennett," Luke opened his door.
"I'm sorry for coming here. I shouldn't have come here. I'm sorry about Olivia," she stated before walking out of the apartment.
"Whatever," he slammed the door in her face.
Bonnie rushed towards the elevators and feverishly pushed the button. When she stepped inside, she began to pace. This was unbelievable. She knew there was a possibility, but she never fully embraced that it was true. She rushed out to her car, grabbing her iPad from her bag and opened the case file containing the police report from the crime scene. She went over the evidence log, Olivia's belongings and there was one thing noticeably missing—the bracelet. The bracelet that was wrapped around her urn in Luke's apartment. Bonnie's hands began to shake uncontrollably as she started her car and sped out of her parking space.
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Damon went over every second, every moment and every conversation he had with Luke and with Olivia about Luke. Luke called him one day out of the blue. He mentioned that his cousin was going through a rough divorce and needed representation. Luke was adamant that only Damon could help her. Then there were the phone calls; the way Luke wanted to know every single aspect of the divorce proceedings. Damon also remembered how he basically had to get Olivia to get her cousin to back off. It was definitely weird and unsettling. He had no reason to believe that his friend would murder his cousin for money, but with the information from Andie—did he really know him? He needed answers. Damon downed his bourbon and stood up to leave, when a familiar face walked into the bar. They made eye contact and Damon clenched his jaw, "Well Salvatore, I'm surprised you would show your face around here."
"Detective Mikaelson as much as I want to go toe to toe with you, I really have to go," Damon threw some money on the table and began to walk towards the door, but Kol grabbed his arm.
Kol chuckled, "No, I don't think you do. What are you doing here?"
Damon removed his arm from Kol's grip, "I don't think that's any of your business. What are you doing here? Did you hear that me and Bonnie were here together? Still have spies around the city?"
"I don't need to follow Bonnie, Damon. You may not know this—but Bonnie comes willingly to me," Kol gloated.
Damon chuckled, "Does she? Is that why you had to steal my number from her phone and play texting games with me? You have no idea how much damage you caused because of that little jealous bitch ass move," Damon moved closer to Kol, "You wanted to tear me and Bonnie apart, fine…but what about her career?"
"I didn't do anything to her career, you did that," Kol matched Damon's glare, "you were the one who reacted the way you did and then you started fucking someone else. I didn't guess that would happen, but you had no idea that Bonnie Bennett doesn't forgive very easily."
"And yet, you got one more night with her. How did that work out for you? Because I also know, that same night—she left you to come to me," Damon went on watching the vein in Kol's neck pulsate, "so no matter how hard you try, you still lost her."
"So did you, but the thing is. You will be rotting in jail and I will be out here, making it up to Bonnie. You see, while you were brutally murdering an innocent woman, I was making love to Bonnie. There were no regrets that night. You should just plead guilty and keep Bonnie from going through another loss because of you. Don't worry, I will take care of her."
Damon felt the heat rising from his chest, "You're pathetic. She doesn't want you, but you will never stop trying. She will walk away from you again because you're just not what she wants."
Kol stepped closer to Damon with their faces inches apart from each other, "Damon, while your trying to stop your cellmate from getting closer to you…I will have Bonnie in my bed, I can promise you that."
Damon wasn't sure what happened at that moment other than he had enough of Detective Kol Mikaelson and he found his fist connecting to Kol's face, sending him crashing into a table and at that moment, he realized that he had made a mistake…but damn did it feel good.
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An hour later, Damon found himself sitting on the cot in his cell flexing his aching fist. Of course Detective Bastard would goad him into punching him and then he would be promptly locked up. It was a dumb move, but still satisfying. He wanted to blame Kol for everything that happened; however, what happened between he and Bonnie was more about them than anyone else. His mind was racing between what happened with Kol, the fact that Bonnie was going to be pissed and lastly, the Luke issue. He didn't have time to process what he discovered.
Damon rose from the cot and began pacing the cell. Of course, Detective Bastard wouldn't allow him to give Bonnie a call and to be honest, he wasn't in a hurry to call her either. She would be angry with him and he really didn't want to hear her scream at him just yet…no matter how sexy she was when she got angry. Then there was the fact that if he mentioned what he learned about Luke, she would probably leave his ass in his cell and confront Luke on her own. He wouldn't risk it. He couldn't risk it.
"Your phone has been vibrating on my desk for an hour, it's Bonnie," Kol appeared in front of Damon's cell holding his phone.
"If she's calling, it must be important," Damon walked closer to the bars.
"Probably," Kol shrugged, "but after what you did today, not even she can help you."
Damon smiled, "I want to speak to my lawyer."
Kol looked down at the phone as Bonnie's face filled the screen again, "You have two minutes," he handed Damon the phone.
"Guess you don't want her mad at you," Damon smirked answering the phone as Kol fumed in front of him, "Bonnie, now don't be mad…"
"Luke killed Olivia," she cut him off.
"What?"
"Two minutes Salvatore," Kol warned him.
Damon ignored Kol moving away from the bars, "Bonnie, what are you talking about?" he whispered.
"Come to my place and I will explain. I'm walking in now."
"I can't exactly do that," Damon glanced over his shoulder at Kol who tapped his watch.
"Why?" Bonnie asked.
"Because I'm sorta kinda in jail," he mumbled.
Bonnie moved around her apartment and then stopped in place, "What do you mean, you're in jail?"
"I mean…I'm in lock up, I kind of punched Detective Asshole," Damon stated loud enough for Kol to overhear, "and naturally, he brought me here."
Bonnie closed her eyes as she moved towards her bedroom, retrieving a box from her nightstand, "Damn it Damon. I told you to leave Kol alone, did you go to the police station?"
"I didn't go looking for him!" Damon defended himself.
Bonnie sucked her teeth, "Fine, I will come there…" she stood up and headed towards her front door.
"He had it coming," Damon added.
Bonnie rolled her eyes as she opened her apartment door to Luke on the other side. For a few moments, Bonnie found it hard to breathe, "Bonnie, hello...I want to apologize for the way I acted earlier…may I come in?" Luke gave her a chilling smile.
At the sound of Luke's voice, Damon froze as a wave of memories came over him. He could see it all so vividly, "Bonnie, close the door," he stated with a simmering hint of panic underneath.
"Sure, you can come in," Damon heard Bonnie say before the line went silent, "Bonnie! Bonnie!" Damon screamed into the phone.
"Times up Salvatore," Kol called out.
Damon stared down at the phone, dialing Bonnie again before rushing to the bars, "Let me out of here! Bonnie is in trouble!" Damon yelled out hysterically.
"What are you talking about?"
"Look…I can't explain right now, we have to get to Bonnie's."
"Nice try Salvatore," Kol chuckled.
"You say you love her or you loved her, then believe me," Damon stared directly into Kol's eyes, "she is in trouble, the actual person who murdered Olivia is at her door."
Kol stared at Damon for a few beats.
"Look, I'm begging you…I have to get out of here," Damon pleaded.
Kol stared back at Damon and then down at the phone in Damon's hand.
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Luke entered Bonnie's apartment taking a look around, "I was rude to you today, I just have a lot of things on my mind and I should have listened to what you were saying."
Bonnie watched him as she shifted slightly gazing around her apartment, "I understand, I'm defending the person who is accused of killing your cousin," she answered, "but like I said before, everything is not as it seems."
"So you don't plan to get Damon off?" Luke moved closer to her.
Backing up, Bonnie answered, "Damon hurt me. Almost destroyed my career, why would I want to see him free? It's very dangerous to hurt someone that has a law degree."
Luke smiled, "I see."
"I know exactly what to do to make sure that he goes to jail for it," she whispered as if she was planning a conspiracy with him.
Luke stared at her for a few moments, "Wow."
"Wow what?"
"You have everyone fooled."
"I'm a convincing actress," Bonnie smiled, "wine?"
"No thank you," Luke narrowed his eyes with a smile that chilled Bonnie's bones, "You are very convincing. You know, I'm having a really rough time with Olivia's estate, primarily the shares for Lockwood Industries. Maybe you can give me some advice, the settlement was crafted between you and Damon—perhaps you can give me some information on how to get around the stipulation regarding Olivia's death."
Luke's entire demeanor changed and it unnerved Bonnie as she moved closer to the kitchen counter, "The stipulation that if she dies, the shares would go on the market and the highest bidder would win?" Bonnie clarified.
"Exactly. Maybe you know a way to get around that?" he asked.
"Maybe I do," she responded before throwing Luke a smile, "but there's something you need to tell me first."
"What?"
"What happened the night Olivia died?" Bonnie asked.
"What makes you think I know?"
"Because you came here for a reason and the only reason why is because you know that I know what happened to Olivia and your part in it," she moved closer and touched Luke's arm, "like I said, you know that I have no intention on helping Damon get acquitted, so why don't you tell me what you know from that night and then we can talk about getting you those shares and how much money you will give me."
"You really want to know what happened that night?" Luke raised an eyebrow leaving inches between them.
Bonnie moved closer to him, "I do."
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"This better not be some type of ploy to get out of that cell," Kol remarked as he sped towards Bonnie's apartment building. Damon didn't answer as his mind flashed to all that he remembered from the night Olivia was killed and he prayed that he would get to Bonnie before it was repeated.
Now that the killer has been revealed, you get to read how everything unfolded in the next chapter. Let me know if you guessed who it was before this chapter! Also, trust me…Bonnie is no damsel in distress here, she has something up her sleeve.
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