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He stares back, not one to be intimidated easily, and then lifts his hands in surrender. “Whatever. Don’t take a few days off, but you need to sit your ass at our dinner table some night this week or Mindy’s going to chew my head off.”
I sigh. “That I can do.”
“Come on. There’s an officer out front ready to take your statement. We got here, saw the tracks on your lawn, and sent the second squad to patrol the other direction since we didn’t pass anyone on our way out here. The other officer, I think she goes by Daniels, and I didn’t see anybody when we checked the perimeter.”
“Dammit.”
We walk to the front of my yard where four long divots stretch across the width and clumps of fresh earth litter my lawn.
“Detective James, if you wouldn’t mind letting me take your statement, we can get out of here and let you get back to bed,” a feminine voice calls out as she strides toward us.
I let myself appreciate her. Long, lean legs and curvy hips, that police uniform does a whole heck of a lot for her form. It more than hints of what lies underneath, and I can say that in another frame of mind, I might want to find out.
Tonight, though, I just want her to get the hell gone.
“Officer Daniels, is it?” She nods her head and takes my outstretched hand. “Sorry to drag you out here. I’ll keep it quick so we can all get on with our night.”
I don’t miss the way her eyes run over the tight tee stretched across my torso, and I swear when they flit back to my eyes, they hold a bit of desire.
“Not a problem at all, Detective.” She smirks.
“Niko,” I grunt.
Her small hand falls lightly on my bicep. That small contact ignites the adrenaline again, and I knock it away as if her touch burns. She gasps in shock. A cold sweat breaks out across my neck.
“Sorry,” I mutter. What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Let’s just take your statement, okay?”
I cross my arms over my chest and nod, though my back molars are grinding together.
After I relay my information, she hightails it out of there but still tosses an appreciative glance my way before she goes. Tavers follows minutes later, ready to get back home to his wife and kid.
I walk inside and give Betsy a few good pats for doing her job and waking me up. As I turn toward the hall to my bedroom, though, I stop. I still can’t shake the paranoia. I feel like I could jump out of my damn skin. Even after the most disgusting nightmare, I’m able to find a way to keep busy until the fear goes away. This isn’t fear, though. This is something else. I can think of only one thing that’ll help. I snatch my keys from the bowl in the entry and stalk out to my truck.
