Adriana Valdez, the Devoted One
It had taken everything in her not to burst out laughing when that stupid cop slapped cuffs on Ryan. That’s what you get for leaving me, you bastard!
That dumb dog had just stood in its cage in the back of the police car, wagging its tail and drooling like an idiot. What anyone saw in the creatures she’d never know. The hairy thing had shed all over her house. She’d swept and vacuumed a dozen times but was still finding stray fur here and there. Oh, well. A fur ball or two was a small price to pay to see Ryan being hauled away in the back of a squad car.
She wondered what he was thinking now as he sat in his jail cell, if he was sorry he’d pulled the prank with the marshmallow fluff. She couldn’t really blame him for wanting to get back at her. If anyone had tried to frame her for breaking their window and had tried to sneak into her house, she’d have wanted to even the score, too. Nevertheless, he’d added fuel to the fire, given her all the more reason to make sure he got what was coming to him.
He’d get it all right.
She’d make sure of it.