House of Cards

"Who warned you?" the Sheriff Hurley pressed on. "Ah, well you see, it was my great-grandmother," Victoria replied, looking at the floor again. "Do you mean to tell me a ghost warned you?" the sheriff asked in disbelief. "How am I supposed to write that up?" he asked her. "Personally, I don't care how you write it up. That's what happened," she replied.

"Why did you run away," Shannon said quietly. "You made me believe you were dead. How could you?" Shannon said with fresh tears in her eyes. "Yeah, what kind of mother does that to her kid?" the sheriff added. Victoria looked at everyone, expecting them somehow to understand her position. She didn't want to hurt her daughter; she only wanted to find the person responsible for threatening her family before they actually succeeded in killing them. They had already been successful in killing her husband. Victoria didn't want to give them a chance to kill her only child. "Don't you see, I had to stop them," she said. "I don't see how you could do such a cruel thing to your own daughter," he said with anger in his voice.

"As for you Hazel, what is your part in all of this nonsense?" the sheriff asked. Hazel continued to ignore his questions. "I want a lawyer," she said and ignored any further requests for information. "I want you in my office now," he said to Victoria. "As for you Hazel, you're under arrest. Roy, get her in the car. Myrtle, could you drive Victoria over?" he asked. "Of course," she said nervously. Myrtle felt that she was in the middle of a very awkward situation. On the one hand she was beginning to think of Shannon as her own child and on the other hand she knew that Victoria would now be taking over. She felt a little panicked at the prospect of losing Shannon.