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Shehadbeenoverwhelmedwith the urge to tell me something but the blind rage of that bindermadeher words fall on deaf ears.
“Alright, Riot.I’mgoingtoneed you to come down to the station with me.”
Irritation bubbled within me. “If she’s been missing since Saturday night we don’t have time for this, Jeremy.” My words rushed out, scooping up the papers on her seat and running to my truck out front.
“Brennan,” I barked into my phone. “I need you to find Nicolette. Track her phone. Anything you have to do.”
“Okay,” was all my brother replied before he hung up.
At least some people didn’t waste time.
I pulled my car door open but Jeremy’s tone halted me in my tracks.
“Don’t move another inch, Asher.” He had his gun drawn, and I reluctantly put my arms up. More irritated than afraid.
“Jeremy, there’s no time for this.”
“Itellyouwhat we have time for. I’m taking you in for an official statement. This is a missing persons case now. You can either come willingly or I can put you under arrest for violating parole by refusing to cooperate.”
Rage boiled through me but I lowered my arms and acquiesced.
As Jeremyslammedthe rear door to his cop car, I couldn’t help but dwell on the rapidlygrowingdread in my heart.
Jeremy radioed his colleagues that we were coming in and he was filing an official missing person report on Nicolette Parker. The words gripped my chest and disbelief marred my thoughts. Everything tangled in my brain at once.
IshotBrennan a message that Iwasbeingtakento the police station. I didn’t ask him to call my lawyer. My messageendedwith three pleading words.
Please find her.
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Riot
There was no actual interrogation room in the Godot Police Department so I sat on a wooden chair across a desk from dipshit Blackwell in an empty office. While Jeremy kept me waiting for over an hour, my mind descended into madness with every second that ticked by.
“I don’t know what else to tell you, Jeremy—”
“It’s Deputy Blackwell, now, Riot.” I refrained from rolling my eyes. “You look awful nervous.” He leaned back in his chair accusingly. My legs bounced up and down wildly. I was running out of patience.
“We’re wasting time, Jeremy. Nicolette was looking into some things, and I think she’s in danger.”
He smirked. “I have a whole crew sweeping the Valley houses right now.”
I shook my head. “She’s not in the Valley.”
His eyes widened suspiciously. “And you know that how?”
“Because her car was parkedoutsidethe development. Nic isn’t afraid of anything. Or anyone. If she was going to the Valley to talk to someone she would have parked right outside their goddamn house.”
“You seem to think you knowNicreally well.”
I glowered deeper, letting his mocking tone linger in the air between us. Was he really going to let his jealousy get in the way of finding a missing person?
Not just any person.
My person.
A knocklandedon the door and another officerpokedhis head in, gesturingfor Jeremy to come out.
