<b>Chapter 215 </b>
After everything died down in the foyer, everyone went their separate ways. Laura went directly to her room. The image of Josie was still burning in her mind. She didn’t look angry…she looked… broken. Like all of the spirit had been ripped out of her. Was this the right thing to do? At the time, she was so desperate for Vanessa not to go to jail that she would have agreed to anything. But what she ultimately agreed to was destroying one daughter for another.
Christian immediately went to his study to retrieve the documents his assistant sent. As soon as he opened the file, his face turned ghostly white.
His assistant had sent him a detailed report of everything that Josie had been through…and to his horror…it was worse than he could have imagined. Inside, the report detailed multiple trips to the infirmary, multiple beatings by inmates and guards…there was one in particr that kept popping up…Officer Tillman. The report showed she was forced into solitude multiple times; malnourished, sleep deprived. But the worse was the final part of the infirmary report.
The nurse suspected long–term sexual abuse. She believed the inmate was too scared to speak about it. Josie was brought into the ICU of the infirmary for excessive bleeding consistent with a miscarriage. When the assualt kit was performed, it showed she had multiple tearing consisted with
forcible sex or rape.
Christian’s hands began to shake….as he stared at the screen, all that kepting to mind was the list of demands she requested in exchange for taking the fall. <ol><li><i></i><i>Put </i><b><i>money </i></b><i>on </i><b><i>my </i></b><b><i>books</i></b>. <b><i>(</i></b><b><i>So </i></b><b><i>that </i></b>I <b><i>can </i></b><b><i>take </i></b><b><i>care </i></b><b><i>of </i></b><b><i>myself</i></b><b><i>) </i></b></li><li><b></b><i>Visit </i><i>at </i><b><i>least </i></b><b><i>twice </i></b>a <i>month </i><b><i>so that </i></b><b><i>others would </i></b><i>know </i><b><i>who </i></b><i>my </i><b><i>family </i></b><b><i>was</i></b><i>. (</i><i>it’s </i><b>for </b><b>my </b><b><i>protection</i></b><i>. </i><b><i>Others </i></b><i>won’t </i><b><i>bother </i></b><i>me </i><i>if </i><b><i>they </i></b><b><i>know </i></b>I’m <i>a </i><b><i>Taylor</i></b><b><i>) </i></b></li><li><b></b><b><i>Take </i></b><b><i>care </i></b><b><i>of </i></b><b><i>my </i></b><b><i>grandmother</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>(</i></b><b><i>The </i></b><b><i>reason </i></b><b><i>I’m </i></b><b><i>doing </i></b><b><i>this</i></b><b><i>) </i></b></li></ol>
She’d only asked for three small favors, and they couldn’t even honor one. The blood began to rush to his brain…was THIS worth it? Had sacrificing Josie for Vanessa been the right choice? After all, Vanessa was the one that hit and killed that person and did little to stay out of trouble after.
Shouldn’t she had paid for her crime? They would have taken care of her the right way had she gone to jail! Why did they make Josie suffer like this.
The anger began to fume over. Whoever was responsible would pay! Christian stormed into his father’s study and mmed the papers down on his desk.
“What’s thi-”
Harlod froze mid–sentence as he red the report. His eyes began to swell as tears overflowed. He had no idea she went through this. No wonder she was spazzing out. Harlod began to crumble the paper.
<i>“</i><i>I </i>want <i>to </i>know <i>who </i><i>the </i><i>asholes </i><i>were </i>that did <i>this </i>to <i>her</i><i>. </i>I want <i>their </i>fucking heads!!! Immediately!!!”
Chrisitan looked at his father in agreement.
“Um…are we going <i>to </i>tell mom?”
Harold’s eyes shot up at his son.
“<i>No</i>!!! <i>If </i><i>she </i>found <i>this </i><i>out </i><i>it </i><i>would </i><i>kill </i><i>her</i>. <i>She’s </i><i>already </i><i>been </i><i>battling </i><i>with </i><i>what </i><i>we </i>did…if she saw
<i>this</i>…”
Christian nodded in agreement. It was true, out of everyone she took sending Josie to prison in Vanessa’s stead the hardest. Something like this would kill her.
Josie made her way over to her probation officer’s office.
<i>“</i><i>Ms. </i><i>Taylor</i><i>, your </i><i>PO </i><i>will </i><i>see </i><i>you </i><i>now</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Josie’s PO was a woman named Geogia West. Although she was in her mid–forties, she had a strikingly beautiful and youthful face. Josie had only met her twice so far, but she seemed like a genuinely decent person. Hopefully she would honor her request.
“Ms. <i>Taylor</i><i>. </i><i>What </i><i>I </i><i>can </i><i>do </i><i>for </i><i>you </i><i>today</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>Thank </i><i>you </i><i>for </i><i>seeing </i><i>me </i><i>at </i><i>such </i><i>short </i><i>notice </i><i>Officer </i><i>West</i><i>. I </i><i>wanted </i><i>to </i><i>know</i><i>…</i><i>if </i><i>it’s </i>possible <i>for </i><i>me </i><i>to </i><i>please </i><i>switch </i><i>my </i><i>home </i><i>address</i>.<i>” </i>
Geogia West looked up at Josie. She wasn’t expecting that.
“<i>Well </i>it’s <i>not </i><i>usually </i><i>rmended</i><i>. </i><i>We </i><i>prefer </i><i>you </i>to <i>be </i><i>stable </i><i>while </i><i>on </i><i>probation</i><i>. </i><i>Not </i><i>to </i><i>mention</i><i>, </i><i>you </i><i>only </i><i>have </i><i>90 </i><i>days</i><i>…</i><i>you </i><i>don’t </i><i>think </i><i>you </i><i>can-</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>It’s </i>not <i>safe </i><i>environment </i><i>for </i><i>me</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>Not </i><i>a </i><i>safe</i><i>…</i><i>aren’t </i><i>you </i><i>Harold </i><i>and </i><i>Laura </i><i>Taylor’s daughter</i><i>? </i><i>They’re </i><i>one </i><i>of </i><i>the </i><i>most </i><i>prominent </i><i>people </i><i>in </i><i>this </i><i>state</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
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“What’s thi-*
Harlod froze mid–sentence as he red the report. His eyes began to swell as tears overflowed. He <b>had </b>
no idea she went through this. No wonder she was spazzing out. Harlod began to crumble the <b>paper</b><b>. </b>
<i>“</i><i>I </i>want to know who <i>the </i>asholes <i>were </i><i>that </i><i>did </i>this to <i>her</i><i>. </i>I want their fucking heads!!! Immediately!!!”
Chrisitan looked at his father in agreement.
“Um…are we going to tell mom?”
Harold’s eyes shot up at his son.
“No!!! <i>If </i><i>she </i>found <i>this </i>out <i>it </i><i>would </i><i>kill </i><i>her</i><i>. </i><i>She’s </i><i>already </i><i>been </i><i>battling </i><i>with </i><i>what </i><i>we </i><i>did</i>…if she <i>saw </i>
<i>this</i>…”
Christian nodded in agreement. It was true, out of everyone she took sending Josie to prison in Vanessa’s stead the hardest. Something like this would kill her.
Josie made her way over to her probation officer’s office.
<i>“</i>Ms. <i>Taylor</i>, <i>your </i><i>PO </i><i>will </i><i>see </i><i>you </i><i>now</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Josie’s PO was a woman named Geogia West. Although she was in her mid–forties, she had a strikingly beautiful and youthful face. Josie had only met her twice so far, but she seemed like a genuinely decent person. Hopefully she would honor her request.
<i>“</i>Ms. <i>Taylor</i>. <i>What </i><i>I </i><i>can </i>do <i>for </i><i>you </i><i>today</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
“<i>Thank </i><i>you </i><i>for </i><i>seeing </i><i>me at </i><i>such </i><i>short </i><i>notice </i><i>Officer </i><i>West</i><i>. </i><i>I </i><i>wanted </i><i>to </i><i>know</i><i>…</i><i>if </i><i>it’s </i><i>possible </i><i>for </i>me <i>to </i><i>please </i><i>switch </i><i>my </i><i>home </i><i>address</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Geogia West looked up at Josie. She wasn’t expecting that.
“<i>Well </i><i>it’s </i><i>not </i><i>usually </i><i>rmended</i><i>. </i><i>We </i><i>prefer </i><i>you </i><i>to </i><i>be </i><i>stable </i><i>while </i><i>on </i><i>probation</i><i>. </i><i>Not </i>to <i>mention</i><i>, </i><i>you </i><i>only </i><i>have </i><i>90 </i><i>days</i><i>…</i><i>you </i><i>don’t </i><i>think </i><i>you </i><i>can-</i>”
<i>“</i><i>It’s </i><i>not </i><i>safe </i><i>environment </i><i>for </i><i>me</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>Not </i>a <i>safe</i><i>…</i><i>aren’t </i><i>you </i><i>Harold </i><i>and </i><i>Laura </i><i>Taylor’s </i><i>daughter</i><i>? </i><i>They’re one </i><i>of </i><i>the </i>most <i>prominent </i><i>people </i><i>in </i><i>this </i><i>state</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
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fosse knew this wasn’t going to be exactly easy; still, she couldn’t give up.
“Officer West..*
You can <i>call </i>me Georgia.<i>” </i>
<i>“</i>Georgia. ording to my file<i>…</i><i>I </i><i>have </i>a severe drinking problem. My concern is if I stay with that family…something bad <i>will </i>happen. Besides…they denounced <i>me </i>four years ago, so it’s just really stressful. I don’t think it’s healthy for someone who is supposed to <i>have </i>a drinking problem.<i>” </i>
Georgia stared at Josie with aplex expression. It wasn’t that she didn’t understand, in fact she understood very well how families can oftentimes force a person to rpse. What she found interesting is how Josie kept saying ‘on her file she listed as an alcoholic<i>.</i><i>‘ </i>Why phrase it like that? Why not just say she’s an alcoholic or has a drinking problem. It was like she was trying to purposely disassociate herself from being an alcoholic.
<i>“</i>Do you have an address you would be able to transfer too?<i>” </i>
Josie instantly perked up!
“Yes!! It’s actually <i>with </i><i>my </i>cousin! His <i>name </i>is Marlon <i>Bowen</i><i>, </i><i>and </i>he’s a <i>bioengineer</i><i>! </i><i>He’ll </i>make sure I go to my therapy sessions and stay out of trouble I swear!”
Georgia looked at the desperation on her face. Something was definitely going on that she was
missing.
“Alright. <i>I’ll </i>approve your transfer. <i>You </i><i>can </i>leave as <i>soon </i><i>as </i><i>today</i><i>. </i><i>Let </i><i>me </i><i>know </i><i>once </i><i>you’re </i><i>on </i><i>the </i>premises and we’ll still <i>meet </i><i>once </i>a week<i>.</i><i>” </i>
Josie was beyond ted! She could finally get out of that house for good!
“Oh my gosh!!! Ms. Georgia!! <i>Thank you </i>so <i>much</i><i>!! </i><i>This </i>is <i>literally </i><i>some </i><i>the </i><i>best </i><i>news </i><i>I’ve </i><i>had </i><i>in </i><i>a </i><i>long </i>
time!”
“d I could help. Hurry <i>on </i><i>out </i><i>of </i><i>here</i><i>, </i><i>your </i><i>first </i><i>appointment </i><i>with </i><i>your </i><i>therapist </i>is <i>today </i><i>right</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
Josie smiled brightly while nodding her head.
“Yes <i>ma’am</i><i>! </i><i>I’m </i>headed <i>there </i><i>now</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
Georgia couldn’t help but smile, this girl was really happy to get out of that house!
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“Hey Josie.”
Josie spun around immediately.
魚鮮
“Just remember…whatever <i>you </i><i>talk </i>to <i>your </i><i>therapist </i><i>about </i><i>is </i>between <i>the </i>two of <i>you</i>. <i>So </i>don’t be afraid
to let loose.”
Josie smiled and waved goodbye. As soon as she was finished with therapy, she would get her belongings from that house.
Back at the Taylor estate; Christian received a notification from the department of corrections.
<b><i>[</i></b><b><i>This </i></b><i>message </i><i>is </i><b><i>for </i></b><i>the </i><b><i>listed </i></b><b><i>responsible </i></b><b><i>party </i></b><b><i>of </i></b><b><i>Josie </i></b><b><i>Taylor</i></b><b><i>: </i></b>
<b><i>As </i></b><b><i>of </i></b><b><i>05/13/2025 </i></b><b><i>The </i></b><b><i>responsible </i></b><i>parties </i><b><i>listed </i></b><b><i>as </i></b><b><i>Christian </i></b><b><i>and </i></b><b><i>Harold </i></b><b><i>Taylor </i></b><b><i>have </i></b><i>now </i><b><i>been </i></b><i>terminated</i><b>. </b><b><i>The </i></b><b><i>recently </i></b><b><i>released </i></b><i>will </i><i>no </i><b><i>longer </i></b><b><i>be </i></b><b><i>housed </i></b><i>at </i><b>9406 </b><b><i>Roosevelt </i></b><b><i>Court </i></b><b><i>Way</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>New </i></b><b><i>address </i></b><b><i>has </i></b><b><i>been </i></b><i>update </i><b>by </b><b><i>the </i></b><b><i>releasee’s </i></b><b><i>probation officer Georgia </i></b><b><i>West</i></b><b><i>.</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>
Chrisitan could hardly believe what he just read. She actually went and changed her address!!! To where!! And more importantly, who was her new responsible party??? Christian could feel a storm brewing and it gave him an uneasy feeling. A feeling that told him maybe this was just the beginning for Josie.
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Such despicable people they are her supposed biological family
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