“I’ve sent the name of the hospital to your phone, Damian,” the captain said. He was panting as though he’d been running.“What happened?” Tracy asked.“It was bad. Really bad.”“What was bad?” Damian asked.“The trace led us to a decoy spot. Lucien’s ex-wife was there. It was a trap, I think, to lure him there. She was… not okay.”“Was?” Tracy picked up on his use of past tense.“Nothing gets past you, huh? She um… confessed to being part of the kidnapping plot before she um… shot herself. In front of him.”“Fuck,” Tracy whispered.“’Fuck’ is right,” the captain lamented. “He was in a bit of shock. I wouldn’t be surprised if he somehow still thinks this is his fault somehow.”“What do you mean ‘still thinks’?”Damian asked.“The stuff she said to him… it wasn’t good. She got in his head, I think. He may seem fine. But he’s hurting. I know what he said, about her being nothing to him now. And she very may mean nothing to him… but something like that… it does things to you.”Looking at
“Unfortunately, we can’t promise that. You may be called into questioning for more specific details, to identify potential suspected accomplices, and things of that kind.”“Then, please do not contact her directly,” Lucien said. He pulled out a card from his wallet and handed it to the officers. “This will be her attorney.”“Sam Weaver?” the officers were stunned.“Yes. Miss Becca is officially under my protection and Sam Weaver is her legal counsel. After today’s interaction, any questions must be directed through her attorney.”Becca’s eyes were wide. When Lucien first offered to take care of things for her, she believed him. But it was another thing to see him in action that way. She’s never seen someone command a situation with such certainty before. No one but herself anyway. It was as though an aura emanated off of him. It was its own presence in the room with them. Occupying space. It lived and breathed. Everyone else could feel it too.Something was different about him. Lucien
That’s right,” Tracy added.Becca opened her mouth to say something when a nurse walked in.“I was sent to inform you all that Miss Wilson is awake.”The heavy black clouds that hung overhead parted and gave way to the first sunshine Lucien had ever known. It seemed everyone else also felt the same as the tone in the room lightened.“Let’s go see her!” Becca called out.“Oh no, Miss Becca,” the nurse said. “You need to stay in bed.”“Listen here. I can be a great patient, or I can make your life miserable. Get me a wheelchair and take me to see my friend, now. Please,” Becca flashed a devilish smile. She looked towards Damian and winked.Damian stifled a laugh. The few minutes he’d known her were interesting. Rebecca was interesting, indeed.“There she is!” Tracy cheered. “Miss, it would do her a world of good to see that Audrey is okay.”The nurse smiled and nodded. After a few moments, she helped Becca into a wheelchair along with her IV bags, and the group walked the short distance
“I was rooting for you,” she smiled. He looked up at her and couldn’t help but laugh. It was a sad sound.“Thanks. I appreciate that, but I think we all knew it was a lost cause from the start. It was always going to be him.”“You know, the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else,” she teased. “I said that to Audrey once about you.”Damian blushed. Audrey’s friends were so different from her. They were bold and brash. But in all the best ways. When things calmed down and they were able to restart their lives, he hoped he’d still be a part of the group.“That’s… nice of you.”“Becca likes you. She said, and I quote, ‘that man is so fine. When I’m all healed up, I’d like for him to break me again’,” she wiggled her eyebrows.“Oh my God,” Damian’s face was bright red. “You girls are too much.”“You have no idea. Listen, I know it hurts now. But it will pass, and she’ll always be your friend. And me too now. And Mark. You were there for her when I couldn’t be.”“Thanks,”
“You realize she’d going to confront you about this,” Captain Whitlock said.“No thanks to you!”“Hey! I didn’t jump back into your life of my own volition. Lucien called me, remember? He knew the consequences. It’s not like I’m that innocent either.”“You know I’m not that deep anymore.”“Oh yeah. You’re only the damn Prince of a crime Family.”“Hey! Watch it! We don’t do that anymore. We’re straight now.”“Yeah. And that is thanks to me,” the captain smirked. “Load of good it did me though. I ended up neck deep in trouble with the force.”“Lucien and I got you out of that trouble.”“Which is why I even agreed to help. But I’ve spent way too much time with you both. Unfortunately, everyone knows I’m involved with this investigation. You know that isn’t good for either of us.”Mark frowned. Part of their arrangement years ago was that they limited their contact. They had to do whatever they could to make sure no one ever found out that Mark used underground connections to have Captain
“What?”“From what I heard about you before, you seemed like a total asshole. Just another rich, playboy jerk that thought he could do whatever he wanted. I heard all about those run-ins at the club when Megan was still around.”“I was,” Lucien said with a sad smile. That seemed like an entire lifetime ago. Who even was that guy? “I was all those things.”“I used to daydream about running you over with my car.”“Maybe you should have. I would have sued you though.”Becca laughed.“I’m glad I was wrong,” she smiled at him. “There is something I wanted to talk to you about too.”“Sure.” Lucien pulled up and chair and sat beside her bed.“There was a point while we were captive when your… when the woman involved was attacking Audrey. I think she wanted Audrey to say she didn’t love you.”“I understand,”Lucien hung his head. “She said whatever she needed to say to keep herself safe.”“No, you don’t understand. She wouldn’t say it. Even though she was terrified, she said it out loud. She s
“Ensure that everyone is safely inside their homes! I need a team to search the woods nearby!”Several officers broke off to their assigned tasks. The scene outside the mansion was mayhem. Red and blue lights flashed for miles. They bounced off the nearby homes and cars, casting everything in their urgent hue.“This is the police! We have a search warrant!” He could feel his heartbeat in his ears.No answer. Fine, he had expected that. What criminal would happily open their door to a squadron of police? Good, he thought. Makes the game more fun.“Surround it!” he commanded. His forces circled the home, guns pointed at windows. He kicked the door open, and they poured into his home. It was barren. No movement, no lights, no noises. This is bad. “Fan out and search! He’s in here somewhere!” Checkpoints had been established all over the city, so there was no way Eugene could be anywhere.Heavy footsteps filled the house, rattling crystal vases and gilded chandeliers. Captain Whitlock mad
“I… I don’t want you to stop.”He’d never heard a sweeter melody. His mouth descended on hers, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Their bodies were alight with passion as the kiss deepened. Their lips mashed against each other, as if trying they were trying to destroy each other. It was hungry and desperate and spoke of months of closeted longing. Her hands wound his hair, reveling at the familiar feel of his thick strands. Lucien’s arms looped around her back, pressing her body into his.An urgent beeping filled the room, forcing them apart. Audrey’s heart rate was through the roof, and any minute and a gaggle of medical personnel would rush into the room if she didn’t calm down. Their foreheads touched as they caught their breath.“Sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry at all. “That was building up for a while.”“Yeah,” she panted. “I had almost forgotten what that felt like.”“Forgot?” Lucien pulled back, affronted. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to remind you.”Audrey giggled as h