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I already gave the run down to the responding officer, but when I told him a man was missing and I was gifted a bloody rose, he was more concerned about getting a search party going.
Considering dense woods surround me, it’s likely the man took Arch on foot until he managed to get him into a car somewhere and drive off.
I sniff, wiping snot from my nose and nodding my head.
“Yeah, sure.”
“Can you give me the name of the man who was with you here tonight?”
“Archibald Talaverra,” I answer robotically. I guess Arch being pretentious and giving me his full name paid off. I almost smile, yet it’s anything but funny.
The sheriff doesn’t speak right away. I glance at him and note his bushy black eyebrows are raised high on his forehead.
“Talaverra, huh? This man might’ve done you a favor,” he says, muttering the last part.
“What?” I squeak out, the corners of my eyes rounding.
The sheriff sighs and runs a hand through his thick, dark hair. In his younger years, I’m sure he was attractive. But now, silver is invading his hair, and wrinkles line the edges of his eyes and mouth. He looks aged and weathered, and over the years, I’ve watched his eyes grow dull and tired.
“The Talaverra’s are known criminals,” he informs me.
My eyes pop, and in that moment, I realize my mother did a terrible job raising me. My life choices are questionable at best lately.
I’m going to need to have a long hard talk with the She-Devil from above. She’s been trying to kill me off, I think. And I’m starting to wonder if I should just let Her.
“What kind of criminals?”
Sheriff Walters twists his chapped lips to the side, seeming to contemplate what he wants to say.
“Nothing has been proven. Never any sufficient evidence. But they deal in cocaine primarily. Allegedly,” he tacks on at the end, side-eyeing me. “What I can say is Archibald has been accused of domestic violence by his ex-wife several times. He’s gotten out of the charges unscathed, of course. But he?
??s known to be a very violent man.”
I turn my head and cover my face with my hands.
Sheriff Walters pats my back awkwardly, assuming I’m crying. But my eyes are as dry as the Sahara Desert. I’m too angry to cry. Angry at myself for being so stupid and taking a random man home.
Angry for getting that man killed. A man that is connected to a dangerous family.
“Will his family come after me?”
“No,” he responds sharply. “That family has a list of enemies a mile long. They’re not going to concern themselves with a random girl. They might look into you, but when they don’t find anything, they’ll start looking into whoever they pissed off.”
I nod my head, slightly assured by that.
“That is, if they don’t find out about the rose.”
My heart sinks like a rock into a well. I lift my head and look at him, catching onto his meaning.
“That rose was personal, Adeline. Do you know what it means?”
“I… I have a stalker. I’ve made several reports lately about my house being broken into and roses popping up everywhere I go.”
The sheriff’s brows scrunch.
“I looked into your file. There are no reports made about a stalker.”
My spine snaps straight as shock blasts through me.
