Page 42 of Sorrow


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“Which is why Wade will likely get busted to desk duty. But at least he’ll sleep at night knowing he’s on the right side of the law.”

Before she can say anything else, Wade is back with Smith.

“Keys,” Smith barks at Sorrow. I grit my teeth, ready to rip this fucker’s head off, but Sorrow reaches into the front pocket of her jean shorts when Wade nods at her. The second she reachesfor them, half a dozen guns are pointed our way, making me twitch to pull out my own.

“Olivia, take Katy into the other room,” Wade barks. Olivia does as she’s asked without hesitation.

Sorrow tosses Wade the keys, but the pissed-off cop snatches them out of the air and stomps toward the door leading out to the garage.

“Stay the fuck here and watch her if you don’t like how we’re handling things,” he barks at Wade.

Sorrow shakes her head, wide-eyed, at Wade. It’s clear she doesn’t trust the asshole.

Wade frowns, and before he can blink, his eyes flash with understanding. “I think Banner has it handled. I’ll come with you and make sure everything is done by the book. Can’t be any question asked then, can there?”

The asshole opens the door hard enough for it to slam against the wall. Sorrow jumps, but I pull her back to my chest and wrap my hand lightly around her arm.

I dip my head so my lips are next to her ear. “You got a first aid kit? I need to wrap these until we can get them stitched again.”

She shakes her head.

“I’ve got one,” Jason sighs, turning to leave just as another cop steps forward.

“K9 officer is here.”

Sorrow looks up at me with a frown. I clench my jaw, feeling it click. A K9? Are they for fucking real?

“You guys have another drug bust to take care of? Because I know it ain’t easy requesting a K9 last minute.”

“All I know is the chief called for one,” the vaguely familiar cop says with a sigh.

The dog comes in with his handler and nods to a few of the cops before heading off to search the house. I hope this one hasmore respect for the woman in my arms than the rest of them, since he isn’t from here.

I maneuver her over to one of the kitchen chairs, ignoring the crash and banging of things falling while the search kicks up a notch. I don’t know if it’s because I’m on fucking edge, but it seems to me they’re being unnecessarily rough.

I focus on Sorrow’s wrists and take the first aid kit from Jason. I pull out some gauze and cover the worst of it before wrapping them in bandages.

By the time I’m done, the cop and K9 are in the kitchen beside us. The dog sniffs me before moving on to Sorrow, who barely breathes. The dog moves around the kitchen but doesn’t react to anything until Smith opens the garage door. He looks at the K9 handler and orders him to follow into the garage. The K9 handler narrows his eyes at the asshole but follows him out, with Jason trailing behind them, leaving me with Sorrow once more.

“You gonna be okay for a second while I check on Katy and Olivia?”

She nods, and I surprise us both by pressing a kiss to her forehead. I fire off a text to Blake about what’s happening and head to the living room, which is a fucking mess. A can of paint lying on its side catches my attention, the brilliant pool of white surrounding it reflects the afternoon light. A set of sheets lies beside it, along with overturned furniture. Honestly, it looks like a fight broke out.

I find Olivia and Katy on the far side of the room. Katy looks freaked, and Olivia looks livid. I hurry over to them and ignore a cop when he tells me this is a crime scene.

“Bullshit. This is a setup, and you’re just a pawn,” Olivia snaps at him.

The idiot takes a step toward her but stops when he remembers who she is. “We’re doing our jobs. Just becauseyou’re married to a cop doesn’t give you special consideration. We can still arrest you if you interfere.”

“I’m her legal counsel, you idiot. Not to mention that you guys arrested Sorrow on possession with the intent to supply, yet you haven’t told us what you found in her possession. It better be something good. Because if you’ve turned up here with nothing, I’ll obliterate you all in court.”

The cops look worried for a minute before turning away.

I reach for Katy and tug her into my arms. “Gotta be quick. I don’t want to leave Sorrow alone for long. Just needed to make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m okay, but this is bullshit, Banner. They’re trashing the place on purpose.”

“I know, but I’m here now. I won’t let anything happen to her.”