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I was standing in front of my floor-length mirror admiring how good I looked at my age. I was just about ready to head out. Today was my meeting at P you ruined my life for years. I was so fucked up behind what you did to me. Oh, and after hearing a couple other stories I see ten years of age was when you start touching, then thirteen is when you want to be penetrated. I might not have proof but all three stories sound so much alike it’s crazy. You also had a type; sons of single mother’s that were struggling, come on now don’t get quiet let me know if I’m right. Let me know if you ready to admit to this sick shit that you did.”

“Poetic I don’t know what kind of sick shit you got planned here but this is not funny! I want my lawyer here now.” I snapped over this bullshit they had going on.

“Do you hear that Media Frenzy viewers, she’s not even under a rest yet but she calling for her lawyer. How come you need a lawyer Carol if you’re not guilty of these accusations.”

“I said what I said, I want my lawyer here.”

“Media Frenzy viewers I’m going to explain to you why Carol Peterson needs her lawyer, because she’s guilty of all of this. I never open up to people or tell them my business, but about five years ago my little brother Trent Reece, took his own life at the age of sixteen, leaving us a suicide letter along with some evidence that makes these accusations against Carol Peterson true. If Poetic don’t mind, I would love to read the letter out loud.”

“No, I don’t mind, go right ahead.”

“OK, thank you!”

“Dear mama, if you received this letter, it must mean I’m gone already. I couldn’t face you and Tatum after this. I can no longer stay in this world with knowing the things that I have done. I’m so sorry mama, I should have told you sooner. I was embarrassed and didn’t know how you would take it. I hope once you get this letter and this evidence you use it and get her put away. Mama, Carol Peterson has been touching me since I was ten years old. I really didn’t know what was going on. I just knew we were never going to be poor again because I was a star. I was your star and the way you smiled at me and bragged about me I just didn’t want to disappoint you. Carol always told me if I told anyone she would send us back to the poor house and I knew since daddy was gone you were struggling. Tatum was in school and I wanted her to further her education so once I was gone she would be here to take care of you. It started out as touching, then her putting her mouth on me. Then me penetrating her, and that was the last straw for me. I remember when daddy passed away you got a life insurance policy. So, I figured if I die you would be able to get money for my death. I knew I would rather do that then tell on Carol and she fire me then we lose everything. So, once again I’m sorry but this was the best way. I love you mama and tell Tatum I love her too and make sure y’all get Carol Peterson put away.

Love Trent”

Once Tatum was finished reading the letter there wasn’t a dry eye in the room. Hell, I even had tears in my eyes. This shit was crazy and I guess you can say they got me good. The past couple of months had been crazy and I knew my time was coming to an end but I didn’t know it would be this soon.

“Detectives, I’m ready to leave.” I said while holding my head down. I was ashamed and I wasn’t sure of what kind of evidence they had, but I was sure it was legit because that’s how Tatum Reece worked. Probably should have killed her ass instead of Helen.

“Detective Shields you can get her the fuck out of my place of business.” Poetic retorted. The detective walked over to me and read me my rights.

“Ms. Carol Peterson you’re under arrest for the sexual assault of Trent Reece.” I looked around the room and I saw Poetic and Tatum hugged up and I wonder if they been planning to come down on me all along. I also was wondering who the third person Poetic was talking about. I guess in due time it all will come out.