the hell kind of detective are you?”
“Who the hell are you to come in here and question
how I run an investigation?”
“I’m the guy that’s going to crawl all up in your
ass until you get the results I want.”
“This isn’t Chicago, Mr. Love. We do things
differently here in Danville.”
“It’s District Attorney Love and I don’t give a damn
where we are. The law is the law.”
Detective Waeltz laughed. “You might think so
huh?”
“Excuse me?”
Chief Witherspoon ducked out of his office and
gestured with his hand for Black to come over. “Love! In my office
please if you don’t mind?”
Black looked Waeltz up and down before walking off
towards the chief’s office. By the time he stepped into the office
the chief was already sitting at his desk. A glass of water, a
bottle of brandy, and three Alka-Seltzer pills sat in front of
him.
“Close the door,” he demanded as he scooped the
pills from his desk and dropped them in the glass. The pills fizzed
and dissolved turning the water a murky looking color. He downed
the water then quickly poured a shot of the brandy into the same
glass and slammed it. “To wash my mouth out from the Alka-Seltzer,”
he said as he opened a drawer and placed the glass and alcohol
inside. “Have a seat Love.”
Black shook his head no. “I’m fine. What can I help
you with Chief?”
“Thought that I’d introduce myself.”
“Jason Wallace Witherspoon, Chief of Police for
Vermillion County,” Black stated. “Only son born to Jason Wallace
Witherspoon Senior and Jennifer Witherspoon. Born in New York,
moved to Danville at 15 years old where you attended high school
until graduation. Left for a number of years… fell off the grid.
Re-emerged two years later. Enlisted into the Army. Did a tour in
the Middle East during the Regan administration. Released for
dishonorable discharge, joined the academy, and got a job as a beat
cop with the Danville police department. Worked your way up the
ranks to Chief and here we are.”
Witherspoon reclined in his chair placing his hands
on his rotund belly. “Impressive. Just wanted you to know anything
you need my department is at your disposal. Teresa is family and in
Danville we take care of family.”
“Thank you, Chief,” Black said as he exited the
office.
***
Here she was dressed and ready to tackle her fears.
She was determined not to let what happened to her get the better
or her and become an anchor in her life. She was confused about a
lot of things and had no one to talk to about them. She couldn’t
call Black. He would either argue with her about them and their
unresolved issues or press her about who raped her. She still
hadn’t confessed about who had done this to her. That was another
thing; facing the chief and the other two officers at work. She
knew any other woman would had quit yet she felt in doing so she
gave them more power over her and she refused to be powerless to
such cowards.
She wanted to talk to James but after he acted so
jealous, and on top of that ignored her call when she needed help,
she was beginning to feel a friendship with him wasn’t worth
maintaining. She stood in the bathroom in her apartment staring
into the mirror. She was all cried out. She wanted to cry but
nothing would fall. She screamed until the hair on her neck stood
and her ears shrilled. She screamed until her voice began to ache.
She screamed until she laughed. It was the first genuine laugh that
she’d had since this entire ordeal began. She turned on the faucet
to the sink and let the water run underneath her hands. She
splashed the water on her face and turned the faucet off before
grabbing a towel and drying her face. Dropping her towel into the
sink she took one final look at herself in the mirror.
“Here we go,” she whispered as she marched down the
hall to her front door. Securing her purse on her shoulder she
unlocked the door and opened it. Standing on the other side of the
door was someone