Although she'd been waiting for it, Nathan's sudden shout from behind still managed to startle Katherine and she jumped. She looked up at him with a glare, but before she could fully register the fact that he was coming towards her with a borderline terrifying expression her phone was ripped out of her hands and sent flying across the parking lot. She heard it land with a distant clack on the cement, the screen more than likely turned into a spiderweb or hairline cracks if it didn't shatter completely. She turned back to him, jaw set, both rage and some perverted sense of lust making her head swim. "You shithead," she bit out, but her words were dominated completely by his next outburst, and it was as though she hadn't spoken at all. In fact, she doubted very much whether he'd even registered that she'd said something, let alone heard her. When he began ranting about how he should have killed Frank, how she was a liar, she tried to open her mouth in protest but he drowned her out again. There were still frustrated tears in her eyes but she had, at least, managed not to let them fall. She was almost relieved to hear it was the cops that had taken Frank, that he wasn't being tortured somewhere by one of Nate's goons, but her relief was short-lived, and not only because of the charges that could and would almost definitely be brought against him. It was Nate's proclamation that Frank was behind bars being raped that jarred her. "No!" she shouted, losing herself for a moment. "He would be in a holding cell! He'd have to go through a trial before they locked him up!" Wrong, a voice in her head told her. This isn't America's legal system--this is Arcadia's legal system, owned and operated by the Prescotts. If Nathan asked it and gave his father enough in return, Katherine had no doubt Frank could be behind bars in the county jail right this minute. "You bastard," she whispered, but she didn't move. She wouldn't leave, she knew that as well as she knew that Frank would have to get used to jail for a long, long time. Because despite it all she loved Nathan, and in some sick, demented way, she loved him because of it. "So what are you gonna do now? Start using some totally random dealer? Some product you're not even familiar with?" She laughed sardonically. "You fucked yourself over. Just in time for your stupid fucking Halloween prep club party."














