#Chapter73
The storm
Bella
Andrew took me home. We had to tell Dad about Christian. He was less than thrilled.
/"That dickless, spineless, worthless piece of shit! I should have left him to rot in that dumpster, but no, I had to do the right thing to set a good example. This is where doing the right thing backfires. If you ever have kids, Bella, and someone hurts them, make sure you hide the body,/" he told me.
/"Isn’t that murder?/"
/"Only if you don’t hide the body and get caught. Don’t get caught./"
My dad was giving me his blessing on a felony.
/"So, now what?/" I asked.
/"Tomorrow, I will go to the school and the police station, making sure he can’t go anywhere near you./"
I looked at Andrew as he looked at me. This will be interesting.
*****
The following day, Dad went down to the school like he said he would, and all hell broke loose.
