Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 57499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
"Sir." There was another man in the room, two actually. I didn't see the second one at first, since he was off to the side leaning against the wall.
"Lieutenant, meet Agents Carter and Everett, they're here to take over our case."
I looked the two men over, gave a nod and kept my mouth shut.
"So whaddya think Chase, should we let these men just come in to our backyard and take over?
"Captain, it's not a matter of letting us do anything, our authority in this matter supersedes yours, so really this is just a courtesy."
"Dorian...."
Nice guy, what an asshole; of course now the captain was red in the face and ready to spit nails.
The one named Everett started to admonish his partner. Something about his name caught my attention, where had I heard that name before?
It plagued me the whole time that the captain was arguing back and forth with the two men. I chose to stay out of the fray.
I never fought a battle I didn't have any interest in winning. I was more interested in where I had heard this guy's name, it seemed so important for some reason, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
Dorian Carter, Dorian Carter, where have I heard that name before? The man himself didn't look familiar.
Dark, decent looking I guess, kinda stocky, but nothing about him rang a bell.
Dorian, Dorian, Dorian. What the fuck? You have got to be shitting me, there's no fucking way. I studied him with new eyes this time. Hate at first sight.
Then my mind went on a wild goose chase and I went into protection mode.
What the fuck was he doing in my town? If he went anywhere near her I'd fucking end him.
It was one thing when he was a faceless nemesis, someone I had no hopes of ever meeting in this lifetime, I mean what are the fucking odds?
But to have him here, front and center in living color was a whole other kettle of fucking fish.
I had to warn her, or should I? I didn't want her anywhere near this scumbag. Was I jealous? I’m pretty sure there was some of that in there as well.
There's no way this was a coincidence, his being here. He had to have asked for this assignment. And there could only be one reason he would do that.
Unless of course he knew about what had gone on here. The detective in me was trying to fit the pieces together.
If I were a twisted fuck, I would actually suspect him of murdering the other man. But that’s just fucked up thinking.
I wonder if he could feel the venom coming his way, the piece a shit? I should fuck him up just on principle.
Oh fuck, forget Shania, if the Spalding boys got wind of his presence in our town I'll have bigger problems on my hands. They'd kill his ass.
"Captain I need a few hours personal time." I asked in the middle of his little powwow that wasn’t going anywhere.
"You, personal time! What, did hell freeze over? Okay, okay go ahead get outta here, since it appears we're good for nothing anyway, except standing around with our thumbs up our ass."
I rushed out of the room and left the three of them to their argument.
This wasn't something I could tell her over the phone, it had to be in person. It was a good thing she had told me about him herself and I hadn't just heard about him from Justin, because I would have no way of explaining what I was about to do.
Shit, Justin. I called him en route; he picked up on the second ring.
"Jus, you home?"
"Nope, I'm at the green house that used to be my home."
"Whatever, listen we have a problem."
"What you need bro?"
"Promise me you'll stay calm and not go off the deep end here, better yet where's Matt?"
"Uh-uh, you called me, you got me, now what's on your mind?"
"It's Carter."
"The fuck he do now, he been bothering my sister?"
"No, he's here."
"I'm on my way."
"No Jus, I'm coming to you, I need you to calm the fuck down, find your fucking brothers and don't let Shania out of your sight until I get there."
I hung up and tried to call Matt, which is what I should've done in the first place. There was no answer. Fuck!
I called Shania next just to hear her voice, make sure she was alright and safe at home.
"Hi baby, you sleep okay?
"Yes I did thanks to you, how could I not when I fell asleep to your wonderful voice in my ear lulling me to sleep?
Thanks for my beautiful flowers by the way, no matter what my brothers say I love them. So does mom by the way, dad, not so much, I think there was talk of maiming you." She laughed.