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All I do know is that this year I’ll have to come up with a different way of forgetting my own guilt.
Because getting drunk and smashing pussy is off the cards.
“You really have trouble staying away from this place, don’t you?” Lucille looks surprised to see me when I push open the door to the station.
“I left my notepad here. I wanted to call Mrs. Scott and see how Leo’s doing.” That’s a lie. I already called her this morning, but it’s my day off, and I don’t want Lucille to think I haven’t got a life. Making my way down the corridor into my office, I go to grab my diary. I’d noticed while I was going over some of the paperwork with Maddy that some dates don’t add up, and I need to double-check to give myself peace of mind.
Roswell's door opens before I get to mine and I’m shocked to see Squealer’s brother, Screwy, step out of the room. He’s got that don’t speak to me look going on his face, and just as I’m about to ignore it and say hello, his shoulder barges into mine.
“Is he always so friendly?” I raise my eyebrows at Roswell, who’s standing by his door.
“He’s unique,” he puts it controversially. “Isn’t it your day off today?” he asks.
“Yes, I left something in my office,” I explain again. What is it with everyone wanting to know each other's business around here?
I grab my diary, and just as I’m about to flick back through the pages, my cell vibrates in my back pocket.
The words Monster Cock appear on the screen before I answer it.
What the fuck?
“Did you change your name in my contacts?” I’m unable to stop myself from smiling, despite his immaturity.
“What are you up to, Monroe?” Squealer ignores my question, his tone suggesting he knows I’m up to something.
“I had to stop by the station and pick something up.”
“Thought it was your day off?”
“Jesus Christ, what is with everyone?” I snap back at him. I’m not used to having to explain myself. It’s one of the reasons I’ve always worked away from my hometown.
“Chill, darlin’. You got your period or some shit?” Squealer laughs to himself, and I find nothing funny in his remark.
“No, I’m just tired. I’ve taken on a lot of extra shifts, and if I haven't been here, I’ve been working with Maddy on finding Hawker,” I explain, even though I shouldn't have to.
“Sounds like you could use some fun?” he suggests.
“A fun day… in this town?” I laugh him off.
“That’s right. I’m giving you a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to enjoy all the benefits of a fun day with yours truly.”
“And by benefits, you mean…” My pussy is already anticipating what he might have in store for it.
“Get your mind out the gutter, Deputy. What’s wrong with you? I’m starting to worry you’re one of them nymphomaniac types.”
“Me, a nymphomaniac?” I almost choke on the irony.
“Don't worry, I hear there’s help you can get.”
“Oh yeah, and what form of treatment do you recommend?” I play along, slipping into my chair and letting it swivel.
“I think cutting you off at the source is the only option. No more Monster Cock for you.”
“Doesn't sound like much of a fun day to me.” I go to hang up the phone and make him suffer his own game.
“Alex.” The way he says my name has me pausing. He sounds… different.
“Yes?”
