“Yeah, we booked them last night.”
“Can I see them?”
Everyone turned toward me, shocked. Hell, I was a little shocked myself, but I needed to know what they looked like.
“I don’t know if that’s the smartest idea, Bekah. You don’t want to have a face to haunt your dreams.”
“I already have enough bad guys who visit me in my nightmares, one more isn’t going to change anything. Please, I need to know.”
Officer John had a silent conversation with Daddy before nodding and leaving the room.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Bex?”
“I don’t know what I’m sure of right now, Patrick, but I know that if I don’t, I will forever wonder.”
Each guy must have known the feeling I was trying to describe because no one fought me further on the topic.
“Bekah, if you could come with me,” Officer John said from the edge of the room.
I stood up and followed him out of the room and down another hallway. This time, only Daddy came with me; the rest of the guys headed out front to wait for us. In front of me was aface I would never forget. The world began to spin as black spots clouded my vision.
“Rebekah!” was the last thing I heard as my world faded to black.
CHAPTER 21
BEAU
I caughtRebekah before she dropped to the floor. Taking one more look at the man behind the glass, I booked it out of the room and toward the front, where all my men were waiting.
“What happened to Bex?”
“I’m not sure. She looked at the perp and just passed out.”
I sat on the couch and waited, praying that she came to quickly. Matt looked her over and assessed for any injuries that we might have missed last night. A moment later, her eyes began to flutter.
“What happened?”
“You passed out, Sweets. I caught you before you hit the floor.”
“I did?”
“Yeah, babygirl. You just took a few years off my life.”
“Can you tell me what you remember?” Officer John spoke from above me. I tried my hardest to bite back the growl. I must not have succeeded too well because a few of my team let out a snicker.
“Uh, I remember following you to look at the man responsible. OH! It’s him, Daddy! The man who killed Alicia! That’s the man!”
“Are you sure?” John asked.
“Of course I’m sure. You don’t forget the eyes of the man who held a gun to your sister’s head and pulled the trigger.”
“My apologies, ma’am.”
“I want this investigated to the full extent, John. My team will help however you need.”
My team would do more than that, but I wasn’t going to tell the law that. Sometimes what we did was a little above the law. We did what needed to be done, even if that meant bending a few rules to get the information that we required.
“If we are done here, I need to get her back home.”
