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Motherhood is Murder(78)

By:Diana Orgain


Hers snapped back and she lost her balance. She stumbled and fell. I heard the door to the center open and Kenny called out.

“Help!” I screamed as I dove toward Evelyn.

“Whoa, whoa,” Evelyn kept repeating.

I pulled three patches off her arm.

How much had she absorbed already?

Kenny flew into the room and stopped short, his eyes bulging out of his head.

Poor kid, only seventeen. What did I expect?

Celia let out an ear-piercing scream and attacked me with new fury. Kenny pulled her off me and shoved her to the ground.

Sirens reverberated from down the block. Kenny and I tried to restrain Celia until the EMTs burst through the doors.

“In the back!” I screamed.

Kenny and I were trying to hold Celia down but she was punching and kicking at us with fury. We scrambled out of the way as one EMT grabbed and restrained her. The other EMT ran to Evelyn’s side.

I rushed to the EMT by Evelyn. “She’s in labor and she’s been given fentanyl. This woman”—I pointed at Celia—“was trying to poison her and take her baby.”

The EMT frowned, looking at me like I was crazy. He pulled out a stethoscope and placed it on Evelyn’s chest.

“You have to get her to the hospital!” I cried.

The EMT continued to evaluate Evelyn.

I felt Kenny’s hands on my arms. “Everything will be okay now, Kate.”

“They have to pump her stomach!” I screamed.

“She’s in active labor,” the EMT said to his partner.

I glanced over to the EMT holding Celia. She’d composed herself in their presence, her face a cold hard mask.

She pulled away from the EMT. “I can deliver the baby.”

“No!” I screamed. “Call Inspector McNearny! She’s killed two people! Call Inspector—”

Evelyn let out a low moan.

Celia rushed to her side.

More sirens sounded from down the street.

The EMT said, “Her heart rate’s too low. We’re losing her.”

More EMTs rushed in. Soon they had Evelyn on a stretcher and into an ambulance with Celia. Kenny and I were ushered to the other ambulance. When we made our way through the lobby of the center, I spotted my diaper bag strewn across the floor. I gathered up my items, including Laurie’s purple puppy, which had fallen out.

I remembered that my cell phone was somewhere in the middle of the street. When I asked the EMT if I could go retrieve it, he gave me a look that would freeze over hell.

We were silent on the ride to the hospital. I was examined by a middle-aged physician, who told me my ribs were bruised where Celia had repeatedly kicked me. He taped them up for me and then I was left to wait with Kenny for Inspector McNearny or Jones in the waiting room.

Please, God, let then send Jones. Please send Jones!

My understanding was that Celia was having her nose set, and given my accusations, she would be held in a separate waiting room.

Suddenly my hand flew to Kenny’s knee. “The Opera! Oh my God! What time do you have to be there?”

Kenny looked at the giant white clock on the wall and smiled. “Half an hour ago.”

I grabbed his shoulders. “Kenny! I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, Kate. Helping you catch a murderer is much more exciting than—”

“Don’t say it. You should be at the Opera right now.

I’m so sorry I dragged you into this.”

He waved me off. “Nah. This is a much cooler story for my friends.”

We waited in silence. Kenny pulled out his phone and started texting. “Are you already bragging?” I asked.

He laughed.

I thought about Evelyn. We hadn’t seen her since they’d rushed her out of the center. When I arrived at the hospital, I’d asked a nurse about her, but she’d been grim-faced and told me she didn’t know the status of the mother or child.

I thought of Evelyn’s little son, “the biter.” Where was he tonight? Probably with his nanny. Poor little guy, he needed to have his mommy live.

Please God, let them be okay.

I dug into my diaper purse and pulled out Laurie’s puppy. Her toothless grin flashed in my mind. I pressed the puppy’s ear to hear her little coo.

Instead of Laurie’s coo, my voice came out of the recorder:

“The cops are on their way.”

My jaw dropped and I glanced at Kenny.

“Liar! You’re going to ruin everything! You should have stayed out of it.”

Kenny squeezed my arm.

“You killed that woman in Miami and took her baby. You sold her baby! You killed her and sold her baby!”

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”

“That’s how you got the money for this remodel!”

“And I’m going to kill you! Just like I killed her!”

Kenny jumped up. “You got her on tape! You got her on tape!”

The door to the waiting room swung open slightly and I could see Jones’s cropped hair.

Yea! It was Jones! No McNearny!

Jones pushed the door open and walked into the room. The door swung closed behind him only to reopen as McNearny followed him into the room, a tired expression on his face. “Got who on tape?”

My hands were shaking as I replayed the tape for Jones and McNearny.