Be My Valentine Chapter 22

Chapter 22

 

Detective Joe Morelli lies unconscious in his hospital bed. It is indeed his lucky day. After a quick check-up in the ER, he was soon given a private ward. A severe concussion. Several fractured bones. And possible minor memory loss. Stable, and not critical. He will wake up when his swollen brain and battered body decide the time is right. He's not going to become a vegetable or simply die. He may or may not face charges over attempted assault. He will be punished for his misconduct. He's such an ambitious and cautious guy. Some say he's clever. Some say he is sly. Some think he's a changed man. Some believe he is a fraud. But they all agree that anger management has always been his biggest flaw. What was he thinking trying to pull a gun on Stephanie when Ranger was there? What was he thinking deciding to avenge his injured pride in front of so many eye-witnesses? Did he not understand his impulsive action would only bring dire consequences? Did he not realize his foolishness and poor judgment might ruin his career?

Rumours fly. Stories spread. Mrs. Morelli and her mother-in-law cries and prays. Mrs. Plum, as usual, is still not answering the phone or the door. Those who attend the community volunteers meeting compare and exchange the details and sigh and gasp. They gulp down the perfectly sweetened iced tea. They chew and swallow the perfectly baked and decorated cupcakes. They WOW! and AH! and laugh and chat. Emily Hasting clenches her fists. Elizabeth starts to shake. This can't be real. This is all so wrong. This is so unfair. Stephanie Plum and that colored man are still very much alive. Her Joseph is badly hurt and in pain. Where is Justice? Where is Righteousness? Where is Right and Wrong? Where is Punishment? Where is Law? Where is Truth? Where is Love? Where is God?

Where is her Happily Ever After with Joseph?

Emily lets out a tiny ragged sob and falters. Elizabeth takes over. There is only one way to solve this problem. We have to strike hard. We have to act fast. We has a gun. We have two knives. We have three time-bombs. We have courage. We have determination. We have power. We have strength. We are Joseph's Cupcakes. Chocolate Marshmallow and Lemon Cherry Cheese. We are going to kill Stephanie Plum. We are going to kill her Ranger. We are going to get rid of them now. Then we will go home to make dozens and dozens of authentic traditional heavenly delicious cannolis and visit Joseph. He will fall in love with us after one bite. And he will be ours.

OURS!