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“I didn’t touch her. I would never hurt her,” I murmur as my eyes fill with tears. I can’t take any more. I’m at my breaking point.
He stays silent as he watches me and he frowns as he processes my words.
My eyes hold his as I hold the phone to my ear and a tear runs down the length of my face and I swipe it angrily away. “She should have stayed with you. She would be still alive now if it wasn’t for me,” I whisper through my hurt.
His face falls as he watches me. “I know,” he replies.
I let her down. I led Natasha into a lifestyle where I knew she would be in danger if she stayed with me and yet I was too selfish to let her go. What have I done? He is right—this is all my fault. I put my head in my hands and start to weep uncontrollably. I don’t want him to see me like this. I stand and go to the back of the room and bang on the door.
“Guard,” I yell hysterically.
The door opens and the guard’s eyes flick between me and my visitor and he frowns in question. “I’m ready to go,” I murmur, almost panicked.
He nods and leads me out of the room.
Adrian
I walk into the jail reception area with Ben and Cameron. We are trailed by three guards. Cameron walks up to the glass window at the office. “I would like to see Joshua Stanton please,” he announces.
“Sure, just a minute,” the receptionist replies flatly. She types and reads something on her computer monitor.
“He has a visitor with him now,” she informs us.
Cameron’s eyes flick back to us. Who would be visiting him? Holy mother, someone after a ransom. “Can I go in?” Cameron mutters as he gestures to the door.
“No, only one visitor at a time. You will have to wait,” she replies in a monotone.
Cameron nods and takes a seat next to us. “Who would be visiting him?” he whispers.
“I don’t know,” Ben whispers furiously.
I sit back in my chair nervously, oh shit. This is like a movie, but worse.
“Do we know what this maniac from Australia looks like?” I whisper to Ben.
Ben looks at the door stone-faced and clenches his jaw. “Off by heart,” he murmurs.
Oh god, perspiration starts to form on my brow. I could never be a cop. I would be hopeless at this stuff. We sit for ten minutes in silence as we wait for someone to walk out.
“Cameron, did you ask her who it was?” I whisper.
He frowns in question. “Did you ask her who the visitor was?” I repeat.
He shakes his head.
“Why don’t you go and ask her,” I whisper.
“Shut the fuck up,” Cameron snaps. “You go ask.”
Oh shit, I look at the door in anticipation. “What happens if it’s him? What do we do?” I whisper to Ben.
“I’m going to shoot him,” he whispers angrily.
I frown and swallow the lump in my throat. “That’s what I thought,” I whisper, horrified, in reply.
Cameron’s eyes meet mine and we wince at each other. This is going to end badly, I just know it. Finally the door opens and the face I am seeing is not the one I ever imagined. It’s Natasha’s friend, the one who Joshua fights with. They hate each other. Cameron and I sit still, dumbfounded.
Ben rises immediately from his chair. “We need to talk,” he snaps at the guy.
