believe someone will contact you about the robbery. Not all of the missing money was recovered. We believe theyâll double-check to see if you have it or know where it is.â
âWhat am I supposed to do if they contact me?â
âWeâll give you a number to call. We just need to know the identity of the caller.â He said each word slowly and deliberately as if he was trying to have an intellectual conversation with a toddler. âItâs possible this is part of a larger money laundering scheme.â
This must be a bigger operation. Thatâs why the MBI was involved. She was being used as bait in what was probably a dangerous situation.
âIf I refuse to do thisââ
âYouâll remain in jail until you come up for parole next year.â Triumph crackled in Harlanâs voice. âYour mother might die before then.â
She gasped, shock seeping through every pore and spreading through her body with a mind-numbing speed. âIs my mother ill?â
Harlan glanced at the warden with a frown, then turned to Kat. âYour mother didnât tell you she has ovarian cancer?â
Kat shook her head. She didnât bother mentioning she hadnât heard anything from her mother and sister since she was arrested. How could Tori not have at least dropped her a note about their mother?
Cancer.
Her mother was dying. The revelation hit a target she hadnât realized still existedâthe hollow spot that had once been her heart. The news resurrected old demons, feelings sheâd believed had died here in prison.
Kat had convinced herself that she no longer cared about her mother. She hated her mother for deserting Kat when sheâd most needed her. Her feelings toward Tori were more ambivalent. No, Tori hadnât come to her aid either, but there had been times, when theyâd been growing up, that Tori had tried to help Kat. Above all, Tori never tattled. If Kat slipped out to visit her friend in the trailer park, Tori kept her mouth shut.
âWork with us and you can go home and see your mother,â Harlan said.
âOkay,â she replied. She didnât have a choice, and both men knew it.
âYouâll be undercover. Only you and your contact will know the truth. Donât tell anyoneânot even your mother.â
She would be free but everyone in Twin Oaks would still think she was a criminal and treat her like one. This just kept getting better and better. It didnât matter, she decided. Anything was better than being in prison.
âThe field agent who will handle you is with the bureauâs office in Jackson. Contact him if you have anything to report. Heâll give you another number. It belongs to an agent whoâs been working undercover in Twin Oaks. Donât call it unless thereâs an emergency.â
âTell me whatâs really going on,â she demanded. âWill I be in danger?â
Harlan lifted his briefcase off the floor and stood up. âI donât have the details. Iâm sure the agent who picks you up tomorrow will brief you.â
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K AT NEVER RETURNED to the kitchen. Instead she went to her cell and stretched out on her bunk. The paperwork was complete, and she would be released first thing in the morning. The agent from the Mississippi Bureau of Investigation office in Jackson was scheduled to drive her to Twin Oaks. He would get her a car and arrange for a place for her to live.
Her mother had ovarian cancer. Unbelievable. How long did she have to live? Would her mother want to see her? Kat thought about it and couldnât decide.
Her mother had barely tolerated Kat when sheâd been growing up. Sheâd often wondered why her mother loved Tori but not her. Sheâd asked her father. Heâd solemnly told her that it was his fault. Loretta Wells still loved Toriâs father.
Being near death changed people, or so Kat had heard. Despite the way her mother