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“You know I don’t mean I’ll freak if you talk to women, right?”
“Piccolina, I know exactly what you mean. I wouldn’t stop you.”
I glance over my shoulder.
“Are you gloating?”
He answers it by rubbing my clit until I’m moaning and begging.
“Please, let me come. I need to. I can’t stop.”
“Come while I fill your ass.”
“Gabe!”
I claw at the wall before pressing my palms against it. It’s so fucking intense, it almost makes me cry. I feel him pulsing inside me as he bites my shoulder. He eases out of me, and I clench my ass. He turns me and envelopes me in his arms.
“Shh. I know,cuore. I know.”
His voice wavers, and it’s thick with emotion. I love him. And I think he loves me.
“Relax for me. Let me finish taking care of you.”
I sigh and let my entire body go. I feel his cum, but I’m distracted from the shower puff he’s sliding over me. He uses his hands gently to clean my pussy and ass. Then he’s down on one knee to wash my legs and feet. When he glances up at me, I know he hasn’t missed the significance of his pose.
He washes my hair as I run the mesh poof over him. I kiss his chest over and over before I kneel to wash his cock and between his legs. I wrap my hands around it loosely, stroking it as I wash his legs. It twitches, and I know I could get him hard if I wanted. When I’m certain he’s clean, I lick him before standing. I appreciate that I’m tall because I can wash his hair easily when I stand on my toes.
His towels are so fluffy they’re like slipping on a robe. He rubs me dry before doing the same for himself. We walk back into the bedroom naked and crawl into bed. He sits, propped up by the headboard. I nestle against him, my head resting where his chest meets his shoulder, my arm across his abs. His hand holds my hip. I fight against a yawn as I speak.
“We still need to talk about today.”
“I know. Did you find anything among the evidence?”
“I did. It took some digging after a call to a supervisor and a warning that I would get a warrant. And if I discovered anyone hid evidence from me or kept me from seeing all of it, I would have every single one of their badges and pensions. Apparently, I have just enough of a reputation for them to believe me. I was just pissed enough to mean it. Gabe, there was a camera. It was in another evidence box for an entirely different case that happened that same day. They still had it tagged for yours but accidentally put somewhere else.”
I use air quotes with the hand on his abs.
“Have you watched it?”
“Not yet. I stood where cameras could see me opening boxes of evidence from your case. Then, I asked the officer to look into other boxes where I couldn't see the contents. I asked him to hold it up, so I could see it when it came out of the box. I asked him to read the tag. I never actually touched it. It’ll be clear someone examined the label before I had access to it, and I never took it into my possession, so there’s no chance anyone can claim I tampered with it. I asked for a printout of the chain of custody and of the bar scans when they entered the evidence. The chain of custody ended between the forensics officer I spoke to and the camera’s storage. The record shows he entered it as an item gathered at the crime scene, but no one entered it into the records for the box. It just stops as though it never existed. I filed a motion for a subpoena to view the videos filmed in the evidence room on the day of and throughout the week after they brought the evidence in. At some point, someone moved it, and I want to know who.”
“Go back further. Someone watched that video and decided it needed to disappear. If it proved my guilt, they would use it.”
“There is one other possibility.”
I hesitate, but he says what I’m thinking.
“If it disappeared to help me, I would know. I would distract you from it or flat out tell you not to pursue it. I want to know what’s on that video.”
I nod. How do you say there are dirty cops on your family’s payroll without saying there’re dirty cops on your family’s payroll? You phrase it just like Gabriele did. I don’t like the idea of him distracting me from it, but I think that would have happened before we grew— close. Telling me would definitely get me brought up before the ethics committee if anyone found out.
“Along with the subpoena, as soon as I got back to my office, I filed a demand that they turn over the evidence. We can work on the assumption that the reason it went missing was to keep it from proving your innocence. But if there is anything on there that could implicate you— if the prosecution could imply it connects you —they will see it before we do.”
“The chain of custody’s been broken. Even if the video somehow implicated me, there’s more than enough to make it inadmissible.”
“And that’s why I wanted to be sure the evidence room cameras filmed everything closely. But the converse is true. The broken chain of custody makes it inadmissible for us, too.”
“But it could be grounds for a dismissal.”
