Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 71

Chapter 71 

“Did it slip the captain’s mind that I have a toddler  waiting for me at home? I can’t work overtime.” I  grumble as I bring the cup of coffee to my lips. 

God I needed that bitter sweet liquid. 

“I don’t think captain Steffen cares.” Nate snorts, kicking  up his feet on the white desk. 

I rolled my eyes, placing the cup down on the surface of  the desk. 

“He should care because I was the one who made it  possible for him to become the captain that he is today.” 

It was true. I was selected to become the next captain of  the department but I turned it down. All for one reason,  my family. 

If I had taken that role I would not be able to spend  much time with them as I wanted to. My family is my life,  I can’t stay long without them.

So I turned down the role and recommended Steffen.  Who happened to turn out to be an a*s. 

“Officer Waters there’s a call for action at Willow street.”  One of the new recruits ran up to us. 

I groaned staring at the ceiling. “I swear that area is the  devil’s spawn.” 

I turn to stare at the younger man. His sandy blonde hair  cropped short, brown eyes wide with alarm. He looked  comical but I refrain from laughing at his expense. 

“Anything else we need to know before we go there?” I  questioned opening the drawer to pull out my gun. Nate  does the same as he stands up. 

“They did not give much intel, only

the exact destination of the  crime?” I asked in

it was house number 223. That’s  what

the gun in my duty belt.  “Must be some poor girl

girl had time to call for help.  Remember last time?” Nate asks as we run outside the  building.

on  the road bare. She had been raped and battered. The lad

me.” I grunted opening the car door

the first thing I see. I tear my  eyes away and open the

they’ve gotten here before us.” I nudge my  head

Whatever it was, it was

something  familiar caught my eye

as I see the motorcycle I gifted my first son  Blake. My heart pounds as

that’s not Blake’s motorcycle?” I croaked  to Nate. Blake had spray

curses. My eyes snap to the old house  when the paramedics roll out what seemed to be a dead

you can’t

 

already running towards the medics not taking  heed to Nate’s words. “You can’t go in yet.” Another

cloth. “Is that my son, is that my son?”

peeled off the  white cloth. Black hair. A sob

there a boy inside there? Dark haired boy?” I asked  one of the

there’s a bo-“

doesn’t have time to finish as I run into the house.  My stomach churn with unease and my chest gets heavy  with anguish. There

not believing that it was indeed him.  I hear a shout of protest then feel Nate’s presence beside  me.

painfully when his eyes drop to  Blake.

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