Ryan elbowed me again.
This time, he got the head of my dick, and I had to hold back a groan. I whirled around in the seat, clenching my jaw. “What?” I mouthed to him.
“You like her,” he mouthed back to me, pointing his stupid asshole index finger behind me and wagging his eyebrows.
“You’re like twelve,” I grunted, elbowing him back. “Leave me alone.”
He blew kisses at me into the air.
“She’s only here for a couple of more days,” I mouthed.
He mock-humped the seat. “That’s perfect,” he whispered, giving me the thumbs up.
Before I could punch him in the face, my phone vibrated in my pocket.
“Oh snap, you keep a vibrator in your pocket?” Ryan joked, loudly.
“Suck a dick, Cage,” I snapped, twisting my body to shove my hand in my pocket to grab my phone. I pulled it out, quickly, elbowing him in the gut. “Oh sorry, bro,” I laughed as he bent forward and groaned.
Sergeant Kannon’s picture flashed across my screen. “Fury,” I said, opening the call.
“I need you in. Now,” Kannon’s voice responded.
“Why? What’s up?” I asked, dryly. There was no damn way I was going back into work. Not with Liv sitting beside me, and knowing the night I had laid out in front of me with her.
“Fury…” Kannon’s voice growled.
“Boss, I’ve been drinking,” I said, low.
“How many?” he asked, gravely.
“Four beers,” I answered, honestly. I wanted to lie and say more, but what was the use? He’d hold me down in a cold shower himself and hit me with an IV of caffeine just to make me think straight.
“You’re fine, Fury. Come in.” His tone was serious.
“Yeah, sure. I will. But what’s up?” I said, defeated.
“They found the cadets. The case is now a homicide.”
The call ended. I sat frozen in the car blinking down at the screen. They found the cadets. Plural. And it’s no longer a missing persons case. It’s a murder investigation.
I glanced into the front seat. The side of Brooke’s head was pressed against the window. I couldn’t see her face, but she was obviously upset about something. Ryan said something about an ex boyfriend—even Liv asked her about it the other night. I didn’t even know she was seeing anyone. My sister didn’t need anymore shit in her life. I’d let her get some sleep tonight; she’ll have tomorrow to grieve for whatever I find out about the cadets.
Dead cadets.
Just fucking kids.
Kids who wanted to be cops.
The department doesn’t need another dead body right now. Not one in a uniform. Especially not a kid in uniform.
The feeling of Liv’s leg next to mine disappeared, and a cold breeze swept through the car. My phone was still clutched in my hand when I realized the car had stopped, and we were parked in front of my house.
“You coming?” Liv asked, as she slid out of the car, smiling back at me.
I wanted to.
With every fiber of my being, I wanted to go inside with her and forget everything. Have something nice and innocent for one small moment in my life. Something good. Real. Pure. Her big blue, doe eyes blinked innocently at me.
