Chapter 12

I curled up and hugged my head, too scared to make a sound or look up.

The stench of blood and screams echoed through the alley as the rain poured down heavily, the darkness obliterating any chance of seeing the attacker’s face.

All I knew was that he was tall and ruthless, his blows meant to kill.

The sound of sirens brought my heart back from my throat.

“Police!” they exclaimed.

By the time the officers arrived, the tall shadow that had been dealing out violence stumbled away, leaving nothing but a pool of blood that confirmed he was real, not a figment of my imagination.

“Who did this?” one cop asked.

I stayed silent, still huddled in the corner.

“Some maniac. Aren’t you cops supposed to catch him?!” the victim railed.

The cop approached me, “Did you see who did this? Which way did the culprit go?”

Numbly, I shook my head. Even if I had seen, I wouldn’t tell. These men deserved it.

“They… they were going to assault me,” I croaked out.

The officer frowned, “Take everyone in!”

“Christ, she was dressed like that and we thought she was a hooker,” one of the assailants spat out in an attempt to smear my name.

struggled to my feet, clutching

station!”

officers, I was

left the alley,

rain, looking disheveled. He moved as if to

escaping me. “Dexter, I don’t love

The love and this supposed gratitude had left me battered and bruised.

go, please. I need to let myself go,” I begged, my voice choked with tears.

out of concern for me; he couldn’t face his

in the officer’s jacket, I forced a smile at him with an ashen look, “Dexter,

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Chapter 12

Probably disgusted by the

injured and dripped blood to the ground. I limped into the

the man who had beaten

like a devil of the night, appearing

to leave. My foot numb with pain; I stumbled to the precinct’s door and collapsed

and I shivered, curling up on the ground.

was

to see an

foot’s hurt, and I’m heading to the hospital. I can take you.”

he spoke again, “I’m a Detective, Robin Lancaster.

I stood and eyed his car.

I said, noting the

me some napkins, “It’s fine. I’ll

muttered, feeling uneasy but still getting

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