hands into her hips, he pushed in one last time.
There was lots of
heavy breathing going on as he turned her around to face him. She put her arms
around him and rested her head on his shoulder.
“That was fucking
incredible,” he said as he stroked her hair. She responded by linking her arms
around his waist and hugging him tightly.
THEY
got dressed and to his car only because Denise declined the shower invitation.
If she went there with him the sun would rise before she made it back to her
place. And alone is what she needed r ight now. Her head was a fucking
mess.
MADER
cursed. He was afraid this was going to screw things up between them. Denise
became distant the moment she sat in the car and the ride to reality came
crashing over them.
This relationship had
the potential to move into areas he didn’t anticipate. He would have loved for
her to spend the night but pushing had never been his method.
She didn’t live far
and they arrived within fifteen minutes. Mader insisted on walking her in.
Her door was slightly
ajar and they walked right into a disaster zone. Her apartment had been
completely trashed.
“Son of a Bitch!”
Mader yelled. “Denise, hold up. Let me go first.”
He cursed again when
she kept on walking through the mess and into her bedroom. At the bathroom
door, writi ng scribbled on the mirror with red lipstick read, No one messes with what’s mine, bitch!
Mader came up behind
her, his jaw tight with plenty of pissed-off. “I’m calling the police. This is
bullshit.”
IT
took over an hour for the officers to get all the details. Sylvia
arrived minutes after Mader’s call. Another unit was called in to go to Gina’s
house and arrest her.
Denise, just as
everyone else, knew she wouldn’t be there. The apartment was dusted for finger
prints but nothing had turned up yet. Whoever had done this knew what they were
doing. Which meant Gina was not alone.
Denise’s phone rang.
It was Angie’s cell number.
“Hello”
“Denise, this is
Angie’s aunt.” The woman was sobbing. Denise felt as if she had been kicked in
the stomach.
“Wha-What happened? Is
Angie there?”
“No. She was in a bad
car accident. They have her in the ER. I am out here waiting to hear.”
Denise lost her
ability to stand and plopped down right on the pavement.
Sylvia grabbed the
phone from her shaking hand. “Hello?”
“Yes? Denise?”
“No. It’s Sylvia. I
work with Denise. Is there something I can help you with?”
“Then that means you
also know my niece, Angie. She’s been in a terrible car accident.
Sylvia took a deep
breath. “I am so sorry to hear that. Listen, keep us posted on her progress and
call us no matter the time.”
“Yes. I will. Thank
you.”
Sylvia pushed the end
button and glanced behind her. Denise was still on the pavement, Mader next to
her.
“This can’t be
happening. That poor girl,” Denise whispered.
Mader took her into
his arms and let her cry.
CHAPTER 6
DEPUTY
JONES walked to his cruiser with a whole lot of pissed off. Gina Rhodes hadn’t
been seen since that afternoon accompanied by a man coming out of her
apartment.
He signaled to the
other deputy who was leaning against his cruiser watching the apartment in case
Gina made an appearance while Jones spoke with the neighbors.
“She’s gone. I’ll wrap
up the paperwork and put out the alert.” Jones said before speaking into his
shoulder mic.
With the report that
had come on earlier, there was no doubt she was a prime suspect in Angie
Bomstead’s accident, along with everything else.
Mader took Denise’s
bag, placing it at the mouth of the hallway. “You need a nice hot shower. Use
my bathroom, the double doors at the end of the hall.”
Denise nodded. She
probably looked as bad as she felt.
“I swear, if I knew
this bitch was going to hurt you like this, I would have steered clear.” He
came closer and hugged her.
Denise wrapped her
arms around his waist and