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“What’s his name again?” I whisper.
“Fuckwit,” Cameron whispers angrily.
“That’s right,” I reply as my eyes stayed glued on him.
The arrogant bastard walks right past us and out the front door, and Ben follows him out.
“Oh god,” I mutter to Cameron as he storms out after them. I stand in the foyer for a moment and watch them through the window. God. Fine—I storm outside to see what’s going on.
“What are you doing here?” Ben snaps.
“Visiting a murderer,” he sneers.
“Fuck you,” Cameron spits. “You’ve got a hide.” He steps forward in anger and I grab his suit jacket from behind. This guy would kill Cameron in one punch.
“What are you doing in America?” Ben snaps.
“I came to try and stop Natasha from marrying this wanker but I was a day too late. The bastard murdered her before I could get to her.”
We all watch him. Is he telling the truth?
He smiles. “How cute of you all to wait outside for him. Too bad his asshole is being tag teamed right now.”
Oh no, pain runs through me. He won’t cope with that, he could never cope with that.
“How would you know?” Cameron snaps,
“I’m a fucking prison guard you imbecile. I know what happens in these places,” he replies.
Ben’s eyes widen as realisation sets in. “That’s right, you worked at the prison where Natasha met Coby Allender, didn’t you?” he asks.
“Yeah, so?” he replies arrogantly.
“They have made a definite link to Coby Allender and the break-ins at Natasha’s apartment. We think he may have done this. The person who broke into Tash’s apartment visited Coby in jail. There is a warrant out for his arrest.”
The guy frowns as he thinks.
“But Allender’s still in jail?” he asks confused.
Ben nods. “Yes, they think this is the accomplice they have been searching for.”
He frowns again. “So why is cockhead in jail then?”
“He’s been set up and things have been planted in his house. He didn’t do anything.”
He shakes his head angrily. “I don’t believe that,” he snaps.
“Can you come back to my office and fill me in on what you know about this Allender?” Ben asks.
“No. Fuck off. Why should I?” he snaps.
“For Natasha, that’s why,” Cameron replies softly. “We need to find her body so we can bury her. She deserves to come home and rest in peace.”
My eyes tear up and I drop my head.
The four of us all stay silent as our thoughts go to our beautiful Natasha.
“Where is your office from here?” he sighs, defeated.
