“Well, well if it isn’t the maid. I pay you everyday just to keep you alive, and you betray me? Although, I will give you props for one thing... I’m surprised you knew where to find me, given your stupidity.” Elizabeth frowned. “You won’t get away with this. People like you will always get the justice they deserve.” Cackling manically, Maureen slid the narrow knife near Elizabeth’s neck. “Won’t get away with it? My dear, I already have. I murdered the man already, and his mother is next.” She tapped her chin, pretending to think. “And...oh yeah, you’re fired, in case you didn’t get the memo.” She held up her knife, ready to strike Elizabeth, but Rosemonde pounced at her like a cobra. She punched Maureen roughly, bringing blood to the …show more content…
“Well I guess you were right, Elizabeth. People like Maureen do get the justice they deserve.” Elizabeth nodded, her sallow face breaking into a small smile. “Garth Holsten, you’re free to go,” Rosemonde said, prying the rusty blood-stained jail doors open. She walked inside, and Elizabeth followed her. The prisoner was silent. “Garth, did you hear me?’ Rosemonde repeated.”You're free to go.” He was still quiet, not even uttering one measly “hi” or “hello.”. Puzzled, she walked inside. Right away, she was hit with a decaying aroma so awful, her eyes started to water. The prison smelled like death itself. In fact, it smelled so pungent, she wished Maureen had ended up killing her so she could be dead; her body would be blissfully buried a million feet underground in a coffin instead of here, having to deal with the volatile prison stench. Feigning braveness, She continued walking into his cell anyway, holding her nose to avoid passing out from the odor. She stopped when she found a tired-looking Garth kicking at an empty roll of toilet …show more content…
Garth stood up. “Yes, thank you. I’m fine”. He shook her hand. “Really, I mean it...thank you, detective Degarmo. I’m very grateful you helped me so much...and best of all, you put that horrible women behind bars, where she belongs.” Rosemonde nodded. “You’re very welcome.” The three adults were silent for a moment. Elizabeth spoke up. “I think it’s awful what that woman did. She was the closest to Steve, and ended up hurting him the most.” Rosemonde nodded. “Yeah, I think I’ve learned something from this case...the people who ‘love’ you the most, can also apparently end up hating you the most.” “She betrayed us,” Elizabeth mumbled, “she betrayed us all.” Garth laughed bitterly. “No, we betrayed him. We were his friends, we were close to him too. I think we could have prevented this, if we had seen Maureen for who she really was. All I’ve learned being stuck in this hellhole, ahem, prison cell, is that we can’t put her at blame only. She wasn’t the closest to Steve, we were. Well, maybe not you, Elizabeth. But I was, and I think you were too, Degarmo. I think we were the ones that hurt him the most in the end, not Maureen...which is what I….” He trailed