“Take her to where you saw these cameras and point them out.I’ll follow behind after gettin’ some information off them,” Brick orders as he reaches up and pulls the camera down from the wall.
Trisha quickly nods her head and basically runs from the room, leaving us to follow behind her.The fear of not knowing these cameras have been in my home fills me and my dad places his hand on mine in a gesture of comfort as Callum’s hand goes back on my shoulder as we make our way through the house to find Trisha.
We make our way to the master bedroom and I find Trisha standing in the middle of the room.It looks so much larger without the bed, dresser, and night stands I spent countless hours picking out and placing in just the right way to make the room look inviting and homey.Now, it looks empty and ready for someone else to hopefully create the best memories in.Currently, it’s cold and lifeless just like the years of my marriage were.
“There are several cameras in here and the bathroom,” Trisha points out almost six cameras in the bedroom before we move into the bathroom and she points out several more.
The positioning of these cameras would have captured the most vulnerable moments that happened in these two rooms.Clark and I weren’t having sex the last several months before he died, but before then we obviously were since I have Caydence.Now I have no clue how long these cameras were placed in this house to capture everything I said or did.If the cameras have audio.The most concerning part of this entire situation is that I have no clue who the fuck placed them in here.And these are the ones Trisha found.I guarantee if Brick were to go through the house, he’d find several more she didn’t have a clue about.
“You need to call the cops, Peyton,” Callum says, pulling me out of my head once again.
“Do you think that’s the best decision right now?I’ve called the cops about the stalker situation and they did absolutely nothing to help me,” I ask him, my dad almost growing in response because he was there to pick the pieces up when I realized the cops weren’t going to take me seriously.
“I do.Matt agrees with me.Brick can pull information from the cameras to try to find out who’s responsible for this.The cops won’t tell us shit but with both of them workin’ on this case, we’ll get the information we need,” Callum responds, his voice serious as he moves to look at me.
“Okay,” I say, pulling out my phone and dialing the police station to get an officer out here to talk to me about this situation.
Brick enters the room and moves around finding more cameras than what Trisha originally pointed out to me.He shakes his head and grabs a few of them to take back to the clubhouse with him.Trisha doesn’t say a word.She’s too scared to speak with all the guys now in the same room as us.
“Is there a Mrs.Mills here?”a man asks from behind me.
“I’m Mrs.Mills,” I respond, turning around and forcing myself to hold back the groan wanting to escape when I see it’s the same officer who didn’t take me seriously before.
“What seems to be the problem here?”he asks, looking at all the men surrounding me.
The guys have now closed rank around me and are glaring at the officer because they know exactly who he is.
“Cameras that don’t go with the security system have been placed around my home.Trisha, the realtor, found them and alerted me to their existence,” I answer him, resignation filling my tone because I know this is gonna end up in the trash can with my last report.
“And that’s a problem, why?”the officer questions me as my back goes tense and my mouth drops open.
“Are you fuckin’ serious right now?This woman has called in complaints of bein’ stalked and nothin’ was done about it.Now, cameras have been placed in her previous home and you’re askin’ what the fuckin’ problem is?”Callum explodes, his voice angrier than I’d ever heard it before.Not that I really know that much about him.
“Cameras can be placed in a home for any number of reasons.Who’s to say you didn’t place them here yourself for the attention.Seems to me you have more than enough men at your beck and call, Mrs.Mills.It’s no wonder your husband wanted nothing to do with you,” the officer states, his tone full of indignation as he sneers at me.
“I wouldn’t place cameras in my bedroom and bathroom and then call all of these men here before calling the police station.That would do nothing but incriminate myself in this situation.This was a waste of time,” I say, turning my back on the officer as he scoffs at my reaction.
“I’m goin’ to your fuckin’ supervisor to report your lack of respect and inability to do your job,” Callum states as Brick pulls out his phone.“How dare you call my fuckin’ sister-in-law a slut because there’s a stalker after her and she deserves to feel safe when she leaves her home.Somethin’ you can’t seem to do for her.”
“No need.I’m friends with the chief.I’ll make the call right now and we’ll get this situation taken care of,” Brick says, his voice laced with anger.
“You don’t have the power to get me in trouble for any reason,” the officer says, his voice wavering with his lack of confidence as Brick has a conversation with someone before hanging up.
“I do.Your chief is on his way here right now and I guarantee you’ll be the one in trouble and leavin’ without a job,” Brick states as he shoves his phone back in his pocket.
We all remain in the master bedroom waiting for the chief to show up.I have no clue what’s about to happen, but I’m ready for this officer to lose his fucking job after he’s not done a damn thing to help me.How many other people has he done this same thing to?I mean if this is how the stupid fuck works, then it’s no wonder the town is full of crime.
