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Prescott was going to kill me. I grabbed my shit, patted my brother on the back, and took off for the station.
I didn’t know what compelled me to begin a search on Oriana, but I told myself it was because of the case.
Then I made the rounds with every one of the stations and made another request…again for the sake of the case.
* * *
“I’m goingto fucking kill you!” Prescott walked in with surgical tape on the bridge of his nose.
“Threatening an officer of the law?” I drawled.
“You or Dex better confiscate Freya’s phone. My brother is too pussy-whipped to do anything about it.”
I leaned back on my chair and put my feet up on my desk. “First Amendment and all. There’s nothing I can do.”
The asshole sat down opposite me and smirked. “That also covers the press.”
I glared at the fucker. He had been two years ahead of me in high school. He was in Jake’s grade while I was in his little sister’s grade. He was rich, while the Carsons were humble. It was something my brother couldn’t grasp, and he’d kept belittling our brotherhood because of his unresolved issues with Prescott’s little sister. Honestly, I had found him at his lowest and figured he needed a friend, despite him being an arrogant prick in high school.
“I don’t know what you’re getting at.” I played dumb.
We had been through a lot together. Mostly me being there for him. I had never met anyone who self-sabotaged more than Prescott.
“She was pretty,” he went on as he leaned back in the chair and crossed his ankle over his knee. “Maybe I should call her to check up on her.”
I glared at the fucker. “You’re too old for her.”
He shrugged. “Jess is the same age, isn’t she? And she keeps insisting we should marry.”
I pulled my phone out. “Maybe I should call your sister and tell her you know where Jess is.”
Jess was his adopted niece, whom he was currently hiding from the rest of his family—and from mine. Once this came to light, I knew my brother was going to have it out for me.
There was a knock on my door before Prescott could say more.
“Ah, Carson.” One of the officers stepped in. “You said to notify you if we came across Miss Vails.”
I could feel Prescott’s gaze on me, and I didn’t have to look at the asshole to know he was gloating.
“And?” I kept my voice neutral.
“Peters went to make a house call…”
I took a deep breath, already knowing where this was going.
“She’s at the Shepards’ place demanding they give her back her phone.”
I could see Prescott’s shoulders begin to shake.
“Bring her in,” I clipped.
“Sir—”
“Tell Peters to bring her innow.”
It took a full minute before I even looked at Prescott, who was more than amused.
“How the hell does she end up in the only crack house in the county?”
