confronting the killer

Camille quietly told her son to stay by the car, then proceeded to slowly walk towards the house.

Mommy.” Junior shouted.

Camille turned around and pressed her thumb to her lip, telling her son to be quiet.

When she finally got to the door, she pressed her ear to it.

“I don’t understand what your problem is.” Se heard Cassandra shout.

“The problem is those nasty b*****s did you wrong, and don’t deserve to be forgiven.” She heard Emily shout back.

“But I deserved it.” Cassandra loudly retorted.

“I don’t want_” Camille quickly turned the knob and burst into the house, causing Emily to stop talking and look her way.

“What’s going on?” Camille shouted. She saw Cassandra and Emily standing in the kitchen, looking at her.

“She thinks she can boss me around,” Cassandra shouted.

Emily turned towards Cassandra. “You ungrateful b***h. After all I’ve done for you.”

Camille quickly started towards the kitchen and yelled.” Don’t you talk to my daughter like that.”

Emily turned her head towards Camille. Her face was bright red, her hair and face sweaty.” You know she gets her ungratefulness from you.” Emily loudly barked.

“What are you talking about?” Camille shouted back.

“Mommy.” She heard her son shout. She swiveled her head and saw him running towards her. Before she could say anything, Junior was hugging her leg. What’s going on?” He said in a shaky voice.

“I told you to stay in the car,” Camille said. Her voice sounded Hoarse.

“Sorry.” Junior continued to hug her leg.

“ And now you’re raising an ungrateful b*****d.” Emily shouted.

Camille turned and stared at her. “Don’t you call my son that.” She gulped. “What is wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong with me?” Emily pounded her chest.” What’s wrong is I raised a daughter that so ungrateful, and now she’s passing it down to my grand kids.”

Camille frantically looked around, and then looked at Emily. “Daughter, Grand kids. You’re a neighbor, and a friend.”

Emily quickly reached into her jeans. When her hand came up Camille saw the gun in her hand.

“What are you doing?” Camille shouted. “Are you insane?”

“Drop it.” A man behind them shouted.

“I don’t think so.” Emily aimed her gun and pulled the trigger. There was a click, but nothing happened.

Camille bolted towards her, putting her shoulder into Emily’s gut. They both crashed to the ground.

“You crazy b***h.” Camille shouted as she made a fist and brought it down, hitting Emily in the nose. “Nobody harms my kids.”

Suddenly, there were two figures next to her. She looked up and saw it was Jake and Sally. “It’s okay,” Jake said as he bent down. “You can get off of her.”

Camille looked down to see a bloody Emily knocked out. She took two deep breaths and slowly stood up. Her left leg felt heavy. That’s when she realized her son was still hugging her leg. “Oh my God, are you okay, sweetie?”

Junior let go of her leg and looked up. “That was fun.” He grinned.

Cassandra came over and picked him up. She kissed him on the forehead. “Well, aren’t you a little daredevil?”

Camille walked over and wrapped her arms around both of them. As she held them, she turned and looked at the detectives. She mouthed “Thank you.”

Don’t thank us.”Mike chuckled, and he shook his head. You’re the one who brought her down.”