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distinct disadvantage in terms of scheming, I played the cards I had. I took advantage of the power I had over Hughes. Locking my eyes on him, I could almost see him tremble. “Do you think I could speak to you for a moment, officer?” I glanced at Noah and then added, “In private?”
    His Adam’s apple bounced with a deep swallow, but he gestured to the room beside the one Dylan had pulled Walt into. “Ah...of course.”
    I swished past him, feeling Noah’s cold eyes on my back as I left. As soon as the cop shut the door behind me, I let the tears I’d been holding back well to the surface. He didn’t need to know they were more out of frustration and anger than from fear. I settled on the edge of a cheap looking office chair and made a show of wiping my cheeks.
    “The man back there,” I sniffed, “he’s been stalking me. I spoke to Officer Dylan before, but he’s obviously busy now with Walt...”
    The officer came around to the side of the desk and leaned against it, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. “It’s alright, we have him behind bars now. He won’t be able to hurt you.”
    I swallowed my annoyance. “No, the other guy. He says his name is Steve but...” I sobbed a few times, shrinking away from his touch. Blinking up, hoping whatever makeup I still had on was running a little, I found his eyes. “His real name is Rick Oakley. He has a criminal record and I’m pretty sure he wants to hurt me.”
    The policeman grew serious which somehow made him look younger, like a confused child. “Has he put his hands on you? Is that how you got all those cuts?”
    I considered lying but had the feeling it might end up biting me in the ass. I shook my head but kept my expression terrified. “He tried to kidnap me and I had to jump out of the truck to get away. But he’s made it obvious he wants to. He came after me with a gun.”
    “Okay, I believe you but I’ll have to look into what you’re telling me. Where does he have a criminal record?”
    “North Carolina.”
    “Do you want to press charges? File for a restraining order?”
    I chewed on the idea but ultimately decided it would be a lot of hassle for little payout. What I wanted most was for Rick to show up on their radar. His history would take care of the rest. I shook my head.
    “There’s not a lot I can do right now but I’ll give him a good talking to, maybe scare him straight.” I nearly laughed at the idea of this kid scaring Rick straight, but I managed to keep it together. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card, handing it to me between his first and middle fingers. “You call me the second something happens and I’ll come straight away. Any time.” He looked at me earnestly, boring the hint in with his eyes. I get it buddy, I have your number.
    I held the card in my hand, choosing to pretend he was looking out for my wellbeing and not just trying to get into my pants. “Thank you,” I said flashing him a demure smile. “I feel better already.”
    When we walked out of the room, I came face to face with Rick and Noah. I took pleasure in their bruises and obvious concern about my private meeting with the rookie cop. But they still stood there, free, cocky, and dangerous.
    I touched the cop lightly on the arm as I passed. “Thank you,” I whispered. “Do you think I’d be able to go visit my friend in the cell again? I feel really uncomfortable out here with...” I nodded towards Rick. “I promise, I’ll really be good this time.”
     

    “What a fucking day that was,” I groaned as Bryan opened the door to his house. It was well past 9 p.m. and my stomach was grumbling. In all the excitement, we hadn’t eaten anything all day except those stale sugar cookies from the station.
    Bryan chuckled softly as he closed the door behind me. “I don’t think I’ve ever told you, but you have such an elegant way with words.”
    “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about,” I said with a