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“There we go, love. Take me in,” William muttered. His hips rocked as he pounded her. Anne fell back, one hand in her hair as she made soft grunts, and William grinned in perverse satisfaction just before he felt himself starting to come.
He pulled out, and his cum spilled on the floor. He’d barely made it. Sinking over Anne, he’d made a mental vow to make sure they had condoms on them at all times. He’d only been unprepared because he had never thought she would seriously allow anything beyond kissing, let alone initiate a striptease and open herself up to him.
In the present, William came back to himself and set the bags of tea in the sink. However much Anne hated him now, she had feelings for him once. They had worked together very well, both in the bedroom, on his sofa, and everywhere else. She owned part of his heart.
William couldn’t allow harm to come to her, even if it put a target on his back.
Chapter Five
Anne knocked on Captain Lopez’s door and peeked in. He threw one of his perpetually grumpy looks her way but waved her in regardless. That was just his way.
“Sir, I wanted to bring to your attention a potential infraction.” Anne phrased the words carefully in her head. “I got a call from someone we questioned informally for the Pigg case—I’d given him my card, just in case he discovered anything—and he’s complained that he was pulled and searched without a warrant last night.”
Lopez looked up from his laptop with a sour expression.
“He hasn’t looked into making a complaint yet, but I wanted to keep on top of this,” Anne clarified.
“Did he get badge numbers?”
“He didn’t mention any. I could check with traffic. They would have run his license—”
“That’s not work for you anymore.” Lopez picked up his phone, barked a few orders into it, and then looked up at Anne. “Who did they pull over? I’ll have the officers questioned just so we have our damn ducks in a row in case internal affairs starts sniffing around.”
Anne braced herself. “William Spencer.”
Lopez raised his brows. “Is that a joke? Or is it just some guy with the same name?”
“It’s not a joke, and it’s him. He was released on appeal, sir.” Anne wasn’t sure whether he would’ve been following William’s case after the first trial or not. “And we’ve been questioning him, but… You know he has a good lawyer, and if we do want to investigate him further—”
“Right. Good catch, Sutton.” He shot the name to whoever was on the other end of the phone and hung up. “No need to mess up our case before we get it started. Where are we on Pigg? Is Spencer a suspect?”
“Not much further than before, I’m afraid. As for Spencer, we’re keeping our eyes open, but his alibi checked out. But Jeffers and I are going down to the morgue today to see if the medical examiner has anything new. I had an idea, though.”
“Upda
te me when you make some progress. Keep an eye on that Brit. This isn’t high priority, but I’d like to show some progress this quarter to the guys upstairs, understand? Even if it is on the murder case of a lowlife.” Lopez shut his laptop and rose. “You’ve got this one under control, Sutton?”
“Definitely, sir. We’ll get to the bottom of it.”
“Good. I’d like to have you on another case as soon as possible.” Lopez threw on his suit jacket and headed for the door.
Implicitly, Anne knew she had been dismissed and followed him out of the office. Jeffers was at their desk, twirling a pen and scrolling through his phone. Anne kicked his chair.
“Hey!” Jeffers objected.
“What have you been doing all morning?” Anne demanded.
“I’ll tell you what I haven’t been doing. I haven’t been wasting the morning getting up the nerve to go talk to the captain about an ex-con’s civil rights,” Jeffers said.
“Well. First, William isn’t technically an ex-con, and second, if we would like to make him a con, it would probably help to make sure we could make a clean conviction.” Anne jerked on the back of Jeffers’ collar. “So could we get to work, or did you need a few more minutes on Reddit?”
“Cut me some slack, Anne. We’ve been on this nonstop for days.”
“It’s our job. And Shaw ought to have completed his autopsy reports by now.” Anne reached over to her desk for the file. “I want to ask him some questions.”
“Everything you need is in the report. That’s why it’s there.” Jeffers swiveled around. “What’s with you lately? You’re so gung-ho.”
Anne sighed and considered going down to the morgue without him. “Look, on the Olivarez case, I had the answer. I was Davis’ secondary and did all of his paperwork, and I gave him the damn answer. And he got the credit and didn’t even mention me. Before that, I had it figured out on that campus murder we were all working on, and DeWinter snaked it from me and got the collar. I need to prove myself on this one.”
