Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
They all stopped just inside the door, looking at the crazy lady that I was struggling to keep on the ground, to the gun in Tally’s hand, and back again.
“Could one of you get your thumb out of your ass and come help me,” I gritted through clenched teeth.
Big Papa came, pulling a set of handcuffs out of his pocket as he did.
The moment he was within reaching distance, Hadley lunged at him, nearly dislodging me from her back.
“You ruined my life!” Hadley shrieked. “I was so close!”
I grunted and dropped the top of my body against hers, too.
She turned her head and tried to bite me, but Big Papa placed one huge hand on her face and pushed her down to the ground so she couldn’t.
“Fuckin’ nuts,” someone commented. “Is she foaming at the mouth?”
I growled and grunted as I continued to hold her down, and was thankful to see the paramedics arrive—with a fucking syringe of what I hoped was Narcan—a medication that stop the effects of the drugs that were so obviously in her system, erasing her high and making her human again all in one fell swoop.
Luck was on my side.
And score one for me, I wasn’t bitten!
“Did anyone ever hear a yes or a no?” Truth asked as he pushed away from the wall where he was slumped. “Tally, did you say yes?”
I got up off my knees, letting the paramedics have her.
“Don’t let her get those cuffs off,” I ordered. “Leave your gurney at the hospital if you have to and make sure that she has a police escort at all times.”
Anson, a seasoned medic who knew what he was doing, gave me a salute. “10-4, Doc.”
I grimaced and walked to the counter, leaning on it with both elbows, and stared at Tally.
“You need new friends,” I moaned.
She snickered, “Well I guess it’s a good thing that I have a fiancé now, and he comes with great friends.”
I looked over at the boys at my back, and nodded my head. “Yeah, you do, and he sure does.”
***
“Don’t get close to her. Don’t feel sorry for her. Don’t fall for her bullshit,” I ordered Tally, hitching Tallulah up onto my arm. “She’s not going to get out of here, and she tried to kill a police officer and you today. She’s not going anywhere, even if you do feel like you should drop all the charges against her.”
“You don’t know me that well,” she challenged.
I opened the door to the interrogation room, where I’d asked Big Papa nicely to put her so Tally could get the answers to her questions.
He’d complied, but only reluctantly.
Apparently, she was still in a very nasty mood. However, Tally didn’t care. She wanted to know why her friend did the things she did.
What had happened.
“Ohh,” Tally breathed.
“Remember what I said,” I ordered her lowly.
Not low enough, though, because Hadley heard us and lifted her head from where she’d been staring at the metal table in front of her. Her eyes were wild, and the moment they narrowed on the three of us, her face darkened.
“I’ll be right out here. She’s chained to the table at hands and feet, but still, don’t get close to her,” I repeated again.
She rolled her eyes and walked inside, closing the door behind her as she went.
I walked down the hallway, my heart in my throat, and went inside the viewing room that held the monitoring equipment that would allow me to listen to their conversation along with the two-way mirror that would allow me to watch them.
The moment we were in the room, I set Tallulah onto a chair in the corner of the room and pulled out my phone, unlocking it and opening up the only somewhat child-friendly app I had on my phone before I gave it to her.
Tallulah didn’t know how to play Angry Birds yet but she could touch the pretty birds on the screen, and the moment my phone was in her hands she squealed in delight, causing the men in the room to turn from their contemplation of the window.
“You brought a baby to a police station?” Aaron said, looking at me like I was nuts.
“She’s almost a year old. That’s hardly a baby. And what, exactly, was I supposed to do? Stay at home while she did this?” I asked him, indicating the swelling around one cheek bone and the bruising that was starting to appear along his jaw. “I know it’s crazy, but there was nothing I could do. It was either bring her or stay at home with her, and we both know that I wasn’t staying at home.”
Aaron shrugged, then turned back to the window.
“Were you able to get anything from her yet?” I asked, ignoring the sounds coming from the phone.
I tried turning the sound off once, and Tallulah had the hissy fit to end all hissy fits.