C H A P T E R S I X T E E N - - - M A D D I S O N
When the door of the room closed behind the twins, Maddison awoke. Tim vanished in a blur of blue pants, nearly in sync with his phone vibrating somewhere in the blankets again. Maddison yawned and tossed through the sheets, reaching for the phone to turn it off. When she discovered it, her vision blurred by sleep, she was going to push the off button and lock the screen, which was still unlocked for the time being, when she read the message.
"You better send my fucking money to me tonight, or everything I have on Tom is going to Criminal Appeals."
Maddison blinked many times, reading and re-reading the message to ensure she was seeing it correctly.
Appeals for crimes? What in the world?
“Tim? Tom? She nervously spoke out, waiting briefly to hear if anybody was responding.
Silence. She wondered when her finger would lock on her and conceal the message as it lingered over the screen.