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Katherine still in the living room?"
Annabelle froze in reaction to the question. Her eyes misted with some kind of recollection.
"Actually, she was just stepping back in," Annabelle said, her voice growing distant. "I was too busy trying to sneak in myself to realize she was sneaking in, too."
"That's something that we should discuss down at the station," Bekki suggested, her heart pounding. In one conversation Phillip Windward had gained an alibi, and Katherine Windward had lost hers. She was sure that Nick would want to know about that.
"I was thinking the same thing," an all too familiar voice said from just behind them. Bekki grimaced as she recognized it. It was Detective Williams. "But, Annabelle can go back to bed, it's you I want down at the station," she clarified, her eyes glittering as hard as diamonds as she glared at Bekki.
"Great," Annabelle yawned, completely unconcerned about Bekki being arrested.
"Detective Williams I can explain," Bekki said quickly. "I lost my cell phone, and then…"
"This cell phone?" Nick asked as he stepped out from behind Detective Williams and held up her cell phone. She had never before seen him so angry, and for the first time she noticed he had a little zig-zag vein on the side of his forehead that popped out when he was really gritting his teeth. Or maybe it wasn't there before. Maybe Bekki was the cause of it.
“Come over here,” he said sternly in such a way that made Bekki bristle with the desire to walk in the other direction. It wasn't a request as much as it was a command. Was he trying to save face in front of Detective Williams?
“Annabelle, go on inside,” Detective Williams instructed calmly. “I'm sorry if anything that Bekki has said to you has upset you. Let your aunt and uncle know that Bekki will be charged with trespassing and harassment.”
Bekki felt as if she had just been slapped across the face as she paused in front of Nick. She reached for her phone, but he pulled it away from her grasp.
“I'll hold on to this,” he said in that quiet yet furious tone that she was beginning to think she was hearing far too often.
“I didn't mean to cause any trouble,” Bekki started to say.
“You said you understood,” Nick corrected her, searching her gaze for any hint of remorse. But Bekki didn't feel any. She was upset that Nick was angry with her, but she also didn't care. She had to find a way to protect Sammy, and if that meant ending up in handcuffs so be it. She just didn't expect that Nick would be the one cuffing her, at least, not again.
"You're not really going to let her do this, are you?" Bekki stared into Nick's eyes. Just the night before she had felt as if his arms were the safest place that she had ever been, and now, he was her enemy.
"What do you expect me to do?" he asked her in a hushed voice as Detective Williams openly watched the two of them. "Detective Williams warned you, I warned you, you outright defied the requests of two police detectives. Am I just supposed to ignore that?" he asked, each word sharpening as he spoke it.
"I did what I had to do," Bekki said calmly, though her heart felt as if it would pound right out of her chest. "I didn't think it would be that big of a deal."
"What made you think it wouldn't be?" Nick snapped as he stared at her. "I told you again and again just how dangerous these people are. I told you not to come here," he added, reminding her that it had never been a request. "Do you think so little of me, do you trust me so little, that you can't even refrain from doing one thing I ask you not to do?" when he stepped closer to her, Detective Williams stepped forward, reminding him of her presence.
"The point is Bekki, you're interfering yet again with another investigation," D etective Williams took over from Nick, as he and Bekki were glowering at each other so intensely that it was unlikely that either of them could utter a word. "You think this is a game, but it's not. You keep messing
Annabelle froze in reaction to the question. Her eyes misted with some kind of recollection.
"Actually, she was just stepping back in," Annabelle said, her voice growing distant. "I was too busy trying to sneak in myself to realize she was sneaking in, too."
"That's something that we should discuss down at the station," Bekki suggested, her heart pounding. In one conversation Phillip Windward had gained an alibi, and Katherine Windward had lost hers. She was sure that Nick would want to know about that.
"I was thinking the same thing," an all too familiar voice said from just behind them. Bekki grimaced as she recognized it. It was Detective Williams. "But, Annabelle can go back to bed, it's you I want down at the station," she clarified, her eyes glittering as hard as diamonds as she glared at Bekki.
"Great," Annabelle yawned, completely unconcerned about Bekki being arrested.
"Detective Williams I can explain," Bekki said quickly. "I lost my cell phone, and then…"
"This cell phone?" Nick asked as he stepped out from behind Detective Williams and held up her cell phone. She had never before seen him so angry, and for the first time she noticed he had a little zig-zag vein on the side of his forehead that popped out when he was really gritting his teeth. Or maybe it wasn't there before. Maybe Bekki was the cause of it.
“Come over here,” he said sternly in such a way that made Bekki bristle with the desire to walk in the other direction. It wasn't a request as much as it was a command. Was he trying to save face in front of Detective Williams?
“Annabelle, go on inside,” Detective Williams instructed calmly. “I'm sorry if anything that Bekki has said to you has upset you. Let your aunt and uncle know that Bekki will be charged with trespassing and harassment.”
Bekki felt as if she had just been slapped across the face as she paused in front of Nick. She reached for her phone, but he pulled it away from her grasp.
“I'll hold on to this,” he said in that quiet yet furious tone that she was beginning to think she was hearing far too often.
“I didn't mean to cause any trouble,” Bekki started to say.
“You said you understood,” Nick corrected her, searching her gaze for any hint of remorse. But Bekki didn't feel any. She was upset that Nick was angry with her, but she also didn't care. She had to find a way to protect Sammy, and if that meant ending up in handcuffs so be it. She just didn't expect that Nick would be the one cuffing her, at least, not again.
"You're not really going to let her do this, are you?" Bekki stared into Nick's eyes. Just the night before she had felt as if his arms were the safest place that she had ever been, and now, he was her enemy.
"What do you expect me to do?" he asked her in a hushed voice as Detective Williams openly watched the two of them. "Detective Williams warned you, I warned you, you outright defied the requests of two police detectives. Am I just supposed to ignore that?" he asked, each word sharpening as he spoke it.
"I did what I had to do," Bekki said calmly, though her heart felt as if it would pound right out of her chest. "I didn't think it would be that big of a deal."
"What made you think it wouldn't be?" Nick snapped as he stared at her. "I told you again and again just how dangerous these people are. I told you not to come here," he added, reminding her that it had never been a request. "Do you think so little of me, do you trust me so little, that you can't even refrain from doing one thing I ask you not to do?" when he stepped closer to her, Detective Williams stepped forward, reminding him of her presence.
"The point is Bekki, you're interfering yet again with another investigation," D etective Williams took over from Nick, as he and Bekki were glowering at each other so intensely that it was unlikely that either of them could utter a word. "You think this is a game, but it's not. You keep messing
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