Page 105 of Kiss Marry Kill
“When she finally came back our manager fired the guy and Tamara. And maybe that’s when the obsession began.”
“Are you sure about this?” Jason asked.
“Absolutely,” Taylor said. “And don’t you find it interesting that the little bitch, who’s surely seen Ryan’s face plastered all over the television, hasn’t mentioned she knows him.”
“Damn,” Megan said, surprised she’d forgotten about it. It had happened so long ago and it was such a brief and insignificant meeting.
“It can’t be,” Nelly said.
“She knew you had a dog. She knows where you live, so sending you a letter directly to your house would be easy. The lip thing—”
“She didn’t do my makeup, Jax. Lisa always does it.”
“Yeah, but she has access to your stuff. To your lipstick, for example,” Jax said.
“I knew we couldn’t trust her. I knew it,” Taylor added.
“The motive’s there,” Jason added. “Bet you she wants back into TNT. You’re in her way.”
There was a collective silence.
“I need to think on this,” Jax said. “This conversation never happened. You hear me? I want you to pretend nothing happened.”
“You’re going to let that crazy bitch keep working with us?” Taylor shrieked.
“Right now, this is all speculation. When we arrest her, I want that shit to stick. I want her to rot in jail. Right now, all evidence points to Ryan. There’s nothing concrete on her.”
“I don’t feel comfortable. . . .” Nelly said.
“It’s okay,” Jason said. “We’ll figure it out. I’ve got a handle on things here, Jax. I’ll brief Ben. Let me know when you have orders.”
“When everyone’s out to lunch, I need you to go to the bus and take something that belongs to her and send it overnight to Joey for prints.”
“Got it, boss,” Jason said.
“Act normal, ladies. We’ll talk later.”
* * *
Tamara?
“Let’s calm down and think about this, Jax.”
“I am,” he said, pacing the living room. “It fits, Meg. She wants to take you out. She wants TNT. She doesn’t want to hurt Nelly or Taylor because she needs them. They’re two-thirds of the band. You came in, took over, and now you’ve got a Grammy, multimillion-dollar contracts, traveling around the world, while she’s giving out samples at the mall. She didn’t have even a fraction of that when she started the band with Nelly and Taylor.”
“But she apologized. She’s been so friendly.”
“She’s not going to walk around with a sign telling you she’s your stalker.”
“I don’t know. It’s so . . . extreme.”
Ignoring Megan’s concerns, Jax called Joey. “It’s Tamara. The stalker is Tamara.”
“What? Are you sure?”
“Positive. She dated Ryan for a short time. She’s in our fold. Fuck, man, how did I miss that?”
“We checked her. You know we checked everyone.”
