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“Are you the homeowner?”
“He was an evil bastard, but that’s okay, I shot him. Shot him nine times. He was good and dead,” I said giggling again.
They drew their weapons. “Is there someone deceased inside?”
“No.”
“Who did you kill?”
“Geez, just my husband. Who’d ya think? My sister called me a black widow,” I said through more giggles.
“Do you have any weapons on your person?”
“Nope.”
“Where is your husband?”
“You’re kinda cute. Are you married?”
“Ma’am, where is your husband?”
“I just told ya he’s dead. Geez, don’t you guys listen?”
“I’m going to need you to get down on the ground.”
“Why?”
“Please get down on the ground.”
With a heavy sigh, I complied with his request. One kept his weapon pointed at me while the other eased behind me, putting me in handcuffs.
“Ow!” I said, looking back. “I bet you like the kinky stuff. He did. But not really. He just liked to hurt me. Hurt everybody. It’s what he was good at.”
The cops ignored my comment as they helped me to my feet. One put me in the back of the patrol car while the other headed into the house. I leaned my head against the window. “You don’t live here anymore,” I said sleepily before closing my eyes.
Chapter 26
Malcolm
I popped the cap on my beer just as my phone started to ring. I took a drink, as I stared at the unknown number displayed on the screen, deciding if I wanted to be bothered. For a moment, I thought about letting it go to voicemail, but answered anyway.
“Hello,”
“Malcolm Frankel?”
“Yes.”
“Sir, this is Officer Johnson with Atlanta PD, do you know a Calida Jokobi?”
My heart sank. Oh god had something happened to her? I shouldn’t have let her leave.
“Yes.”
He proceeded to tell me she was being detained at her house, fined for starting a fire, and he was instructed to take her in unless he could find someone to come babysit her for all intents and purposes. She’d given them my number. He hoped I could come, because he rather not do the paperwork if he had to take her in.
As I drove to her house, my thoughts ran wild. She’d started a fire. Did she burn down her house? No, if it was that serious, surely, she would have faced charges, but she was drunk and burned something.
Why did I push her? Fuck! When I pulled up, I saw the police cruiser sitting in the driveway. The two officers stood outside, leaning against it, joking. I didn’t see Ginger at first, but then I spotted her hair resting against the window.
