“We have a problem. Peter is missing. The officer who was assigned to sit on him this morning reported that the night shift officer was killed in his patrol car and Peter’s front door was wide open.”
“Let’s roll. Go check out the house,” Lana suggested as she looked over at her sergeant.
“Thundercats, let’s roll out!” Sgt. Bueller mocked as she smacked the table and stood up.
“Thundercats?” Ryan smirked at Bueller.
“Well, I started to say thundercunts but you don’t have a vagina.” Sgt. Bueller shrugged.
“Technically, he is a pussy. His wife has his balls in a jar on a high shelf,” Jayson quipped, dodging the hand his brother sent his way.
“Fuck you. Yeah, Jayme is high maintenance, but she is a good woman,” Ryan huffed at Jayson.
“Dude, you married her because she said the kid she’s pregnant with is yours. You had a one-night stand. How many other guys has she banged before you? Even you said she was a wild child who partied at the clubs constantly until you told her to knock it off.”
“Your mom likes her, so what’s the problem with her?” Sunny asked as she looked over at the two men, surprised at their statements.
“It’s actually forced. She’s the one having to push for Jayme to do things with her. Mom’s feelings for Lana are genuine. But now, Jayme is feeling like she’s going to be pushed to the side because there’s history with Lana,” Ryan sheepishly admitted as he side-eyed Lana.
CHAPTER
FORTY-TWO
Ryan’s admission had Lana stepping back in shock. So, Jayme didn’t have as strong of a relationship with the family as she had thought.
“Wait, how long have you two been married?” Lana asked, looking at Ryan in shock.
“Only a couple of months, really. Jayme was here in town visiting several months ago, she happened to be at Rusty’s when I met her. She and a couple of friends lived in Austin, Texas, but came to visit with a family member of the friend. I can’t remember the dynamics. But we had a lot of alcohol, laughter, sex and then I got a call a couple of months later saying I knocked her up, so I told her to come back here, and we’d get married.”
“Wasn’t there ever any doubt about the baby being yours?” Sunny asked him.
“Honestly, yeah. Now and then, there is doubt. She won’t work now that we are married. Which I put it to her not wanting to work for the first few months after the baby is born. I’m fine with that. But yesterday, we got into a fight about how much money she’s been spending, and it wasn’t all on baby stuff. Her whole attitude turned ugly.”
“Do you know anyone she hangs out with while you’re at work or if she goes out?” Lana asked, confusion setting in about the woman Ryan was describing.
“No. Not really. I know she’s not had much to do with some of her friends from back west. I know she is now friends with the girl she had come out with the others to spend time with.”
“What do you know about her?” Sgt. Bueller asked, drawing Lana’s attention.
“Not very much,” Ryan admitted, his hands dragging through his hair. “I only met her that night at the bar and haven’t seen her again. She doesn’t bring any friends to the house that I know of.”
“Do you have cameras on the front porch so that you can see who is coming or going like Jayson does?” Lana asked as she nibbled on her lower lip.
“Yeah, but I have never looked at them. Why?” Ryan answered, looking between Lana and Jayson.
“Are they still those small ones that no one can see?” Jayson asked, smirking at his brother.
“Yeah, you were the one who suggested them after I bought the house. The same ones you have. No one knows they are there except for you, me, and Dad since he helped put them in.”
“Hold the hell up. You never told your wife about them?” Rocky asked in disbelief.
“Honestly, I forgot about them.” Ryan shrugged as he looked confused at Rocky for her outburst.
Lana leaned back in her seat and thought for several seconds. Jayme has a Jekyll and Hyde personality which she had kind of assumed but thought it was just her.
“Did you buy the house before you met Jayme or after?” Lana asked, as she clasped her hands over her belly area.
“Before. I’d only been out of the Army six months when I’d bought the house and put the cameras in. I think I’d been in thehouse for about four or five months when I’d met her.” Ryan sighed as he leaned forward.
