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Jameson
Jen was rushed off to the hospital, Nick was with him and Austin was able to ride along too since he was technically Nick’s bodyguard.
I was cuffed and tossed into the back of a cruiser.
I remained calm to the outside world, but inside I was a raging bull. I needed to get to Nick and make sure he was really okay. I need to be there for Jen because I honestly couldn’t say how bad off he was.
Fuck, I was not okay.
I didn’t know Jen super well, but he couldn’t fucking die. It would kill a part of Nick, especially since Jen had jumped in front of him to save his life. I couldn’t believe Jen had taken that bullet for Nick. Damn, that guy was full of surprises. I was pissed that it was Jen getting loaded onto that stretcher. It should have been me.
I didn’t see the car coming up on us until it was too late. The moment I looked up into the rearview mirror, I just knew. Those headlights were coming up way too fast.
I took a calming breath. Or what was supposed to be one. It did nothing to calm me at all.
I watched as they moved the body and placed it into a body bag.
Sandra Loften’s body.
I wanted to feel bad. And I also didn’t. I saved Nick and whoever else could have taken a bullet. As it was, one of us had been hurt badly. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, not even as they tucked her blonde hair into the bag before zipping it closed.
How did this happen?
How did I miss someone following us?
I swore that I hadn’t. It was almost natural to look out for shit like that at this point. I knew that I had. But how had I missed her?
“We have to take you in to get your statement. It’s procedure, I’m sure you know that. Think we got enough here to see that it was a clean kill.”
I cringed at the officer’s words.
I didn’t have a problem killing, I’d done it before while working for Reed. Not a lot, but enough. But this one… I just couldn’t quit thinking about how young she was. If she had just gotten some help because clearly, she needed it. It didn’t have to be over for her.
But at the same time, she’d come after Nick, so there was a big part of me that was glad she wouldn’t get the chance to do it again.
I shifted away from the door as the officer closed it on me.
I was taken to some small, bum-fuck station that looked only slightly bigger than a shed.
“Ain’t much but it’s all we need,” the officer said as he led me into the front door.
I was placed in a room.
I snorted.
More like a fucking closet.
They uncuffed me and then brought me a bottle of water.
“Sir you can’t—” someone said and then Reed suddenly burst through the door.
“His lawyer will be here soon. I’m going to make sure you don’t talk to him before then,” Reed said and I’d never seen him all Papa Bear like this before.
I actually chuckled at his tone.
How the hell did he know about this? And how had he gotten here so quickly? I guess it might not have been that quick since I couldn’t really say how long I’d been sitting in the back of that cruiser. And I suppose we weren’t that far from home.
