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They glance at each other.
“Where have you been this last week?” one of them asks.
Once again, I look to the lawyer, and he nods his head.
“At Lucas’s. That is until last night when I went back home.”
“Lucas Rossi?” one of them asks in almost a whisper.
“Yes.”
“Anyone confirm this?”
“Lucas can,” the lawyer replies.
“Of course, he can,” the detective says in a fully sarcastic tone.
“I’m not sure what help I can be.” I shrug. “What happened to Farris?”
The detectives share another look.
“He was killed. Shot point-blank between the eyes, but first, he was shot in the hand.”
My eyes go wide, and my hand covers my mouth. “Oh my God,” I say from behind my hands.
“Yes, so this is a homicide investigation,” he states, then gets up and leaves.
What has Lucas done?
Chapter Twenty-One
Lucas
She walks out a few hours later, her eyes red and her hands clenched at her sides.
Samuel, my lawyer, nods and tells me he’ll talk to me later before he leaves. I follow Chanel out of the station, but she doesn’t walk to my car, instead she strides quickly past.
“Chanel.” I catch up with her, but she still doesn’t stop. “Get in the car and let me take you where you need to go.”
She keeps on walking until we are away from the police station, then she stops, spins, and looks behind me before she gets right up in my face. “You did this. You caused this. You took a good man from this world.”
“And I would do it again. He purposely ran that light. He was driving with intent to cause harm, you know that.”
“Yes, he was driving crazy, but he would never…” She shakes her head.
“He told me you were trash. Did you know he thought that of you?” Her eyes look down, then she turns and starts walking again. “I do not think of you like that. I never have.”
“Oh my God, Lucas, would you stop? Just stop.” I catch up to her and manage to put myself in front of her, my body now blocking hers. “You need to get out of my life. This…” she waves between us “… this is toxic. I can see now why we didn’t work the first time around.”
“Sorry, mia per sempre, that’s simply not going to happen.”
Chanel spins, her hair flicking my face, then she walks away.
But this time I don’t follow.
I’ll make her want me again.
It’s merely a matter of time.
