Page 51 of When You Least Expect It
Chapter 23
Calista~
Unlike a lot of people who thrived on drama, I wasn’t one of those people.So, even though it did make sense to involve the police, this was not how I’d wanted to spend my Monday evening.However, true to his word, the second that I had pulled into my driveway, Myer had been making his way over, phone in his hand, and now we were standing outside my house, waiting on the police.
“This is so stupid,” I muttered.
“Stupid, but very necessary,” Myer replied.“If it’s any consolation, I’m not looking forward to having this conversation, either.”
Just then, a black and white squad car appeared around the corner, slowly making its way to my house, and I felt more stupid the closer that it got.I mean, yeah, Louise had no business on my property, but we were really about to report her for placing hexes on us, and if that wasn’t going to give them a good laugh back at the police station, then I didn’t know what would.
Neither Myer nor I said anything as the car pulled up to the curb, the officers getting out as sweetly as you please.Granted, this wasn’t an emergency, but still.If they were being called, then they should at least consider the matter somewhat important.
When both officers finally approached us, it was hard not to compare them.One was a short fella that might be suffering from short-man syndrome with the way that he had his chest puffed out, and the other was a nice-looking tall glass of water.Now, while he wasn’t as tall as Myer, he was tall enough, and his dark brown hair and matching eyes gave him a comfortable aura about him.The little guy had light brown hair and blue eyes, but the combination did nothing for him.
“Ms.Glenn?”the tall officer asked, and I nodded my head.“I’m Officer Nolan, and this is Officer Hatcher.”
“Hello,” I muttered, still feeling unsure about all this.
Officer Nolan looked over at Myer.“And you are?”
“Myer Justus,” he answered.“I live next door to Calista.”
“Is that the only relationship between the two of you?”Officer Hatcher asked, and I immediately didn’t like him.
“Why does that matter?”I asked, and I had to give Officer Nolan credit for being able to read the room.
“Ms.Glenn, why don’t we start with why you called us, yes?”
“Our neighbor across the street, Louise Mackrell, keeps trespassing on our properties,” I told him.
“And why do you consider it trespassing?”he asked, his little notebook out and ready.
“Well, because she’s coming over to put hexes on us,” I said, finally putting it all out there.
“I’m sorry...hexes?”he echoed.“Like...like a curse?”
I nodded.“Yep.”
