Page 51 of Wicked Games


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I turned my face to see what they were doing. I hardly noticed how the small stones pressed uncomfortably into my cheekbone. I lay there watching as the doors on my SUV were yanked open. It didn’t take long.

The two officers from the front car had finished whatever search they were performing inside the front and back seats. It gave me a modicum of hope because I had nothing to hide. I didn’t do drugs, and kept nothing incriminating in my car.

Hauled to my feet, I stood still as they popped the back of the Range Rover and yelled to another cop. “She’s not in here!”

She?I had no clue what they were talking about. “She who? What’s going on?”

They ignored me. After reading my rights, the same cop shoved me into the back of the squad car. I had to duck low. My head almost hit the ceiling, and there was barely room for my knees. It was bullshit.

The cop who’d shoved me into the back of the squad car held up a clear plastic evidence bag. My wallet was inside. “We know you took her. You dropped your wallet.”

“Who?” I had a bad feeling it was a setup.

“If you tell us where she is, things will go a lot easier for you.”

I needed to hear him say her name, though I already knew. Holy fuck had she played me. “Who are you talking about?”

“Winter Patten.”

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