Page 89 of Fanatic

“Lio, my bruises have just faded, let’s not give me more.”

“Open your damn eyes,” Lio snapped.

I forced them open and sighed. I was outside on a gurney. But my throat was sore, and it felt bruised.

“You’re an idiot! You may be a Fed, but you’re not wonder woman,” Lio yelled.

“Why are you yelling?”

“Because Fanatic and everyone else is screaming at me! You’re a fuckin’ fool. If your neighbour hadn’t come looking for you, you’d be a dead one!” Lio continued.

“Stop shouting!” I shrieked and winced as that hurt my throat.

“Gladys interrupted an intruder throttling you. I might finish what he started,” Gold snapped from close by.

“Someone tell me what happened,” I said.

“You can’t remember?” Gold asked, concerned.

“Everything is fuzzy,” I admitted.

“You went upstairs for some reason…”

“Clothes, I was going to fetch some more clothes,” I recalled.

“And you smelt decomposing flesh. That’s what you told me. I ordered you to call it in, and you did. While on the phone with the operator, you discovered a body in your bedroom…”

“Shit, that was April Brown, wasn’t it?” Memories came rushing back.

“Yes, the coroner is in there now. April’s been dead a few days, Willow, luckily, you and Fanatic have been with people,” Lio said.

“Yeah, we’re alibied out. There was something around her mouth…” I shuddered.

“You might be right about your assumption, we’re waiting on the coroner,” Gold muttered, and I looked at him, horrified.

“Tell me that’s a joke.”

They both shook their heads as a lady approached. “You’ve got one sick puppy, detectives.”

“That was sperm?” Lio asked.

“Someone’s been cumming in her mouth as well as using her body still,” the woman said. “I’ll have more details when I get her to the lab.”

I twisted to my side and heaved. Lio jumped back as I threw the contents of my stomach up. Who the hell face fucked a decapitated head and screwed a headless body? That was beyond messed up and disturbing.

A thought struck me, and I gazed at Lio. “Was I undressed?”

“No! Gladys stopped anything happening!” Lio rushed to reassure me.

I leant over and up-chucked again. “Jesus, I need to go to the clubhouse and cleanse my mouth. Can someone take me? I don’t think I should drive.”

“Hold on, I’ll get a uniform to take you and bring your car,” Gold said.

“Willow, we will give you an hour or so, but you need to hit the hospital and get those marks recorded. And you gotta give a statement.”

“Fuck, I can’t even wash. I might have evidence on me.”

“We’ll take you to the hospital first and pull some strings,” Gold said. “Lio, I’ll go with her if you have got this? Then Willow can shower and rest.”

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