Maybe I should just tell him the truth? How can I possibly protect my sister if I’mdead?
My chest feels tight, and my head still hurts from bouncing it off the steering wheel.
What the hell do I do next?
Fuck a duck
Wade
I stop just outsideof the heavy steel door to lean against the concrete wall.
Drug overdose?
Oh, Maria. What happened to you?
Why didn’t you call?
My guts churn at the thought of her suffering.
Her fire must have died when she left.
But it burns hot as hell in her daughter. The blaze in Elena’s obsidian eyes is more intense. Scorching.
As if she’s searing her way through my chest.
This raw ache gnaws into my guts.
I failed Maria. Maybe I can help her somehow by trying to save Elena.
Knowing she wasn’t involved in those other crimes gives me an edge to see just how far I can push her into finally revealing the truth.
Luckily she hasn’t asked for her lawyer yet.
“Want me to try?” Paige saunters down the hall towards me and wraps her fingers over the top of the folder.
She smiles enticingly, then slides her thigh against my knee.
Maybe I should just fuck some of this frustration and rage out into her?
It won’t fix this stabbing misery in my heart.
“No, I got it,” I grumble. There’s a part of me that doesn’t want to let Paige into this.
Elena and I have someone in common who’s special to me.
I want to give Elena the opportunity to see that I’m trying to help her.
Paige will just treat her like any other criminal.
Her hand drifts across the papers to tickle across my knuckles. “You’re acting so strange with this one. Are you sure you don’t need a break, Wade?” Her hips grind tighter against me.
A knot tightens in my stomach. “I have it under control, Officer Brooks,” I grit out.
She freezes, her eyes widening before they narrow. “Gotcha,sheriff.” Her shoulders stiffen, then she turns sharply and leaves in the direction she entered.
Fuck a duck.
Well, I ain’t getting any from her again anytime soon.