Fashion Victims Ep. 1.50

Rick held his gun at the man standing in the middle of Barbi's office. The guy was tall, dark and suspicious.

"I asked you what the hell you were doing here." Rick kept his finger off of the trigger. "Wait..."

"I can explain." The guy put the folder on the desk, putting his hands in the air.

"Mitchell Cross, how the hell did you find your into Barbi's house." Slowly Rick re-holstered his gun.

The man standing in front of him was the same guy he had been searching for since Jade's body had been found. Mitchell Cross was not an easy man to track, and lucky for Rick there he was, standing half naked in his sister-in-law's house.

"How'd you know my name?" Mitchell's demenor changed completely.

Rick didn't speak, he just flipped out his badge, and watched Mitchell's face crumble. He knew he was caught. For what, Rick wasn't sure, but he was positive that he would find something.

"What the hell is going on here?" Barbi stood in the doorway, her eyes still half open with sleep. "Rick don't tell me you're one of those cops."

Rick just gave her a look. He knew exactly what kind of cops she was talking about. The type who would arrest anyone with skin pigment darker then khaki. He wasn't. He was the type of cop who found it odd that a half naked man was standing in the middle of Barbi's office though.

"He's my guest. Okay." Barbi stepped past Rick, but froze when she saw the file on the desk. Her face broke. "What the hell were you doing?" Here eyes shifted from the file to Mitchell.

"Barbi, meet Mitchell Cross. Jade's brother." Rick couldn't help but smile. Even though they had been getting along lately, he still couldn't help sticking it to her every once in a while.

"Get out." Barbi's voice was soft, but fierce.

"I can explain Barbi." Mitchell took a step forward.

"I said get the hell out!" She screamed, her finger pointing towards the door.

Mitchell left quickly. That scream was enough to make anyone run for cover. Rick took a step towards Barbi, but he kept his distance. She was dangerous like this. She wouldn't kill him, but it was very likely that she would at least scratch his eyes out. He watched her pick up the file, the folder shaking in her hands.

"This is bad." Her voice was low, shakey. "This is really bad."

"What?" Rick walked over, glancing at the file. "Oh."

They looked at each other, not sure of what to do next. Could they warn Mia? How would they tell someone who was suffering from cancer that their whole life was about to explode all over again.

"Tell Gio." Rick spoke slowly.

Barbi nodded, but her silence told Rick that it was time to leave.

Quickly he exited the office, running towards his car as the sound of Barbi's angry screams filled the mansion.