Chapter 2 On Notice
I needed to get to work and decide how I was going to deal with this situation. Mark said he would stop by my office at 1:15 so he could have a chat with Glenn. I arrived at my office earlier than usual 8 am the bank did not open until 9 am. My phone had a message on it, I pressed play all messages:
“Ms. Lawrence, I realize you are an educated person and you follow the rules implicitly. Let me advise you so you are aware what the consequences will be if you push me too far. Your dear neighbor Clair will need a go-fund for her medical expenses. When I married Clair I did not know about her financial problems with her parents’ mortgage and her own credit card debt. This fund will help her pay her debt to them and me.”
My first thought was an expletive rant. I saved the message so I could play it back for Mark. While I was mulling over how to handle this I wanted to also finish up some legitimate paperwork so my afternoon would be clear.
In a split second life can change in someone’s life, there is an ill-fated decision some make when you feel you have no control, all you can do is stand your ground or find a way to get out of the way.
My desk was neat which cleared my desk for the rest of the day. It was almost noon some of the tellers were taking their lunch break; I was having my fourth cup of coffee. That hum started to gnaw at me again I turned to my office window and I saw the truck coming at me at full speed. Just as I lurched out of the way I heard a gunshot. Mark was standing on the sidewalk; he had shot the back window out of the truck and the back tire. The truck hit my window pushing my desk across the room. Glass had cut my cheek hot coffee scalded my hand but all in all I was okay.
Glenn was pulled out of the truck and placed in handcuffs. Mark came over to check on me and I said to him: “I wonder if Clair is okay.”
Mark leaned back on his heels and called into dispatch. They sent a patrol car over to the house. She was nowhere to be found. Glenn was asked repeatedly what he did with Clair. He continued to say he did nothing to Clair.
This was one time I did not get a hum. My hope was Clair took off to get away from her husband and hopefully, she will emerge, happy and healthy ready for a better relationship.
It took a week to find Clair. Clair indeed had fled her husband’s grasp. She was staying near the hospital with a friend. I started to put some of the pieces together when I found out Clair worked at the hospital as a nurse’s aide. What bothered me was Mark had come up with dirt on Clair. Clair had many scams going to make extra money. She sold drugs stolen from the hospital pharmacy and she was addicted to Oxycodone. Sadly this young woman made disastrous decisions.
I believe we each have the power to decide right from wrong. We all need to be decisive. We especially have to remember our decisions have consequences; each consequence is our debt to pay. Clair’s debt is 10 years without parole.