The Ex-Girlfriends' Club
Artemis525: I'm thinking someone needs to break *Bennett's* heart. *Literally.* Like maybe snatch it from his chest, then run over it with a lawn mower.
EDEN RUTHERFORD READ the new drive-by post and felt another nudge of unease prod her belly. Granted she was still a bit of a rookie on Hell, Georgia's, police force, but even a rookie could discern the somewhat unsettling menace behind this most recent message. She instinctively picked up the cordless to call Kate, her best friend and cofounder of the Ex-Girlfriends' Club, but the thought was interrupted by the ringing of the phone. A quick check of the caller ID confirmed that Kate had beaten her to the punch.
"Did you see it?" Kate asked gravely.
"I did," Eden told her, equally unsettled. And annoyed, dammit. The board was their cyberspace playground and this weird chick was kicking sand.
"I was just about to call you."
Kate released a worried breath. "This woman is really starting to freak me out, Eden. Run over his heart with a lawn mower? Sheesh. She's got issues. I seriously think we need to consider banning her from the board."
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