I attempted a small bowl of cereal to settle my growling stomach. Paco was already at the Hacienda ‘doing a job for Tenoch’. He didn’t even say hello, just sauntered into the room, flexing his muscles in his too-tight vest and sliding his iPhone across the kitchen island. A news article. The headline:

SWEETPEA SISTER ATTACKED ON DOORSTEP BY CRAZED FAN

‘The fuck?’ I said as he attempted to take back the phone.

‘Oh, you wanna read it, do you?’ he said, snatching up the phone and holding it away. ‘You wanna read about your sister? What’s it worth, huh? What’s it worth, Rhiannon? What you gonna do?’

His breath stank of those tarry cigars and as I reached up high for the phone he pressed his hard chest against me like we were playing basketball.

I pulled back, seeing it was clearly turning him on. I walked away.

‘That laptop’s encrypted, remember?’ he said, sliding the phone back onto the countertop. ‘Go on. Look at it.’ He held up his hands in surrender.

BBC News – SWEETPEA KILLER’S SISTER ATTACKED ON DOORSTEP BY CRAZED FAN

Thursday, 7 March 2019 STAFF REPORTER

THE SISTER of serial murderer Rhiannon Lewis, who is wanted in connection with the murders of thirteen people, has been attacked at her home in Vermont.

Seren Gibson, 34, had been receiving as many as twenty-five phone calls a day from a woman claiming to be her sister Rhiannon, and has had her home broken into twice in the last month.

Lieutenant Linda Cordell of Vermont State Police says stalking has high penalties in the state. ‘This woman thinks she has a responsibility to punish Mrs Gibson for informing on her sister. She says she is speaking to Rhiannon Lewis who is telling her what to do – to call Mrs Gibson, go to her house, to make her paranoid and to eventually, cause her physical harm.

‘We do not believe Lewis is in contact with the assailant but we are taking this case seriously. She is now the subject of a restraining order and cannot go anywhere near Mrs Gibson, her husband or her children.’

When asked about the rumour of the woman turning up at her daughter Mabli’s school and trying to collect her, the Lieutenant was similarly non-committal.

‘We are working closely with Mrs Gibson and her family to ensure their safety and that the maximum punishment is exercised should the subject break the terms of the order.’

Mrs Gibson was unavailable for comment last night.

‘You got some serious fans, chica,’ he said, sitting down on my still-warm breakfast stool and picking up my spoon. He finished the bowl and tipped the dregs into his mouth. ‘Did you tell them to go after your sister?’

‘No.’

‘Do you want them to do that?’

‘What’s it to you?’