Jackie never saw Bernice again after her terrifying revelation to Jackie at the gazebo. She cut her dark mane short and put large blonde highlights in her hair. Davey could be anywhere. She stopped dressing fashionably and moved her entire belongings to a condo in a neighbourhood not far from a sandy beach called Quiet Harbor Beach.
Walking along the surf one afternoon she saw a group of boys in dark khaki uniforms. They asked her to take a picture of them and Jackie obliged. The boys hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, a proper thank you in their culture and left Jackie to wander.
Suddenly the hairs on Jackie’s neck began to prickle. She started running and knew it was too late for her to get anywhere when Davey tackled Jackie to the ground. ” Go away, and get off me Davey,” Jackie said. She began to kick and flail her limp body but Davey growled and told her to stop fighting him. ” I have a restraining order on you,” Jackie said angrily.
Davey shrugged on top of of her and laughed. ” I don’t want to hurt you Jackie but I will if you don’t cooperate” Davey whispered in her ear. There was no one around to Jackie’s distress and Davey pulled her to her feet and brushed the sand off her. ” I just want you back, we maybe divorced but half of the money your grandfather left you is mine. Rich old bastard.” And half the money Bernice left you too is mine. Just because we’re divorced doesn’t mean that you can hoard that kind of cash” He stroked Jackie’s hair and cheek and Jackie almost threw up.
” Yes, we’re going to be a happy family, in time you will learn to love me again.”
” You killed my sister” you asshole, screamed Jackie.
” I did and I don’t know how you know but it’s our little secret Jackie. The same could happen to you” murmured Davey and he stroked a circle around her throat. Jackie began to cry but Davey picked her up none too gently and shoved her in his Jaguar. He buckled her up, locked the doors and drove Jackie away to God knows where.