boyfriend had been some sort of drug dealer. She hadn’t known but what worried her more was that she didn’t see any signs.
Declan bent down in front of her. “Then just who are you?”
“Lilith. Lilith Tate. Donavan’s girlfriend. Well, ex-girlfriend.” She glared at Donavan and rolled her eyes. Looking up she expected to meet an overweight, balding man with a monopoly mustache. What she found was something out of a dream. “Well, now that’s odd.” Lilith put her head down. The strain of looking up was agitating her neck. This was going to be a long night.
***
In the interrogation room of God knows where, Lilith fidgeted in her seat. She was handcuffed to the table. One officer after another had come in asking her questions about Donavan. They drilled her repetitively. The good cop bad cop routine was expected. They brought her coffee, water, and even coke. She drank nothing. She touched nothing. Lilith was well versed when it came to cops. She knew she was suspect because of the situation but she had asked for her lawyer immediately and damn near seven hours later her lawyer was still MIA.
The room was dark and seedy. With one light hovering above her she thought this place oddly characteristic of a dark crime drama. Lilith’s life had taken many turns but she thought she’d outgrown these type of men. Laying with her head on her arm she closed her eyes. No one had been in for at least ten minutes. Maybe she’d get a break.
“Rise and shine Ms. Lilith Tate.” Agent Weber nudged Ms. Tate’s shoulder. It was time to let her go. She was cleared. Never seen in any of the video surveillance. Never heard or spoken of on any of the audio recordings either. Upon reviewing the video surveillance the women that came and went in the good doctor’s home were high paid escorts.
Declan wondered why though because what was before him, even with smudged eyeliner and frayed hair, was the kind of woman that oozed sex. When she rose she squinted at him. “I know you have been here for a while. We’re letting you go.”
“About time. I had nothing to do with his extra curricular activities. I told you people that.” She watched Agent Weber unlock her cuffs. Rubbing her wrists she groaned. God it felt good to be free. She pulled her hair down from her ponytail which had been causing her even more headache. The release of her long brown wavy hair gave her goosebumps. Small pleasures in life she noted. “My lawyer?” she asked curiously.
Agent Declan Weber was quiet. He was in awe of what he’d just seen. She aroused him to no end. Attraction like this was common for him so he thought it unusual that he wanted her still.
“Oh...right, you never called did you?” She rolled her eyes. It was to be expected. She figured since it was the DEA, her doctor boyfriend was pushing millions of dollars in narcotics, and she knew she was innocent, she’d just let this go on for a bit. She was a believer in good karma. If you were a good person then good things would happen. “Can I get a Kleenex or something?”
Declan disappeared for a moment. When he walked back in he held a small box of wet wipes, Kleenex, and a bottled water.
“You know I could sue you right?”
“But, you won’t,” Declan answered.
“Who are you?” Lilith scanned the pretty boy over. This was the man who stood above her. The man she didn’t expect to see. Men involved with task forces such as this weren’t usually this attractive were they?
“Agent Declan Weber,” he answered calmly.
“Give me your card Mr. Weber,” Lilith asked adamantly.