Chapter 0212

~SIERRA~

No, I couldn't die like that. My children were too young to lose me, so I nodded my head and apologized. They seemed to recognize me as they said my name, “Sierra?” That's when I recognized the voice; it was the detective. “Oh my god,” he quickly said, moving away, which made me turn and face him as I felt the gun removed from my head.

“Detective?” I was in shock as he looked a mess, he tucked the gun in his waistband behind his back, his face looked dirty, and he had dry blood on the corners of his lips. “Oh my god, what happened to you?” I tried to touch the wound, but he moved away, and then he removed his coat and threw it on the couch.

“You shouldn't be here, Ms. Reid; it's not safe for you,” he said, walking to the cupboard and then pulling out a bottle of whisky and forcing it open before gulping an amount down his throat.

I couldn't believe my eyes. For a moment, I thought I was going to die, but seeing him like this, God, he looked pathetic.

“What happened?” I asked