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I would’ve pulled my bike up to the back, but there was no need.
Not much could be seen due to the angle of the concrete pillar, as well as the two fire department vehicles.
More officers arrived on scene, one of which was an accident investigator.
After releasing the scene to him, Malachi and I took off, grabbing lunch before we headed back out on shift.
“That was fun,” Malachi said as he bit into a hot dog. “Do you think seeing that didn’t affect me all that much because my brain is wired weird?”
I thought about it for a long moment, then shook my head.
“If you were a SEAL like you said you were,” I said. “You’ve probably seen way worse than that,” I confirmed. “And, it’s possible, you’ve been the person to afflict those wounds in the first place.”
Malachi took a bite of his hot dog.
“I feel like something’s wrong with me,” he admitted. “My parents didn’t come see me in the hospital. I saw my still missing best friend’s parents before I saw my own. I have money in the bank account that I could live off of, yet I want to be a police officer. How does that make any sense?”
I didn’t have an answer for him.
“I wanted to be a police officer ever since I was a kid,” I said. “My dad’s a cop. Was on the SWAT team for years. He’s a hostage negotiator. He’s seen his fair share of fucked up. I’ve watched him, idolized him for a long time.” I paused. “It’s possible that you’ve just got the bug, the need to feel the adrenaline, and you can’t put that on pause, no matter if you have a memory or not.”
I found that I quite liked Malachi over the course of our shift together.
I also found that I was very protective of him when people would stare at him.
“This uniform invites people to stare,” he murmured, catching my rising anger as we left yet another accident scene. “They look at me, expecting something pretty, and end up getting a nightmare.”
I didn’t have anything to say to that.
False platitudes, I knew, would definitely not be welcome.
So, I stayed silent and hoped that was the right thing to do.
He grinned. “I enjoyed myself, Lock. I was told that you were the laid back one. I hope the rest of them are the same.”
I laughed then.
“There are some characters on this team,” I found myself saying. “Jonah, he’s my uncle, by the way, isn’t very talkative. In fact, it’s like pulling teeth sometimes, but he’s a good guy. You’ll like him. Then there’s Justice and Pace. Both good friends. Logan is an instigator, but I highly doubt that you won’t like him, too.”
We parked our bikes at the back of the station and were just dismounting when a black-haired woman caught Malachi’s eye.
I watched him go still and his head turn in confusion.
“What?” I asked.
“She’s…intriguing,” he said.
And then he was walking, following the woman into the front doors of the police station.
Since she was practically jogging, it took us a while to catch up.
When we finally did, it was to hear her talking to the receptionist, saying that she had to file a police report.
Malachi went absolutely still as he watched her and I wondered if there was something there—or had been at one time—that caused him to latch onto this woman the way he had.
But before I could ask him, I was called away by an excited voice.
One that I was more than willing to be dragged away from the entertainment for.
