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mess made her distinctly uncomfortable. She rubbed her palms on her pants as her anxiety built.
She thought for a moment about also giving Kassius, Berenger, and Teague a call. The date had been wonderful. She worried her lower lip. They would be there for her, regardless of the fact that she’d sneaked out on them. Still, it had been their first date. Should she contact them? She decided against it, even though their presence would reassure her.
She didn’t understand this. Why would anyone do this to her house? They’d destroyed the walls of her home! Had she angered someone? She couldn’t think of who or what she’d done to inspire this action.
The officer arrived first in one of the official gray Duce skimmers. It set down on the community landing lot. The logo on the side and front of the skimmer drew her gaze. She waited while he climbed out of the police vehicle. The man had glossy black hair and dark brown skin. His brown eyes swept over the walkway and the house.
The tag on his gray uniform read Officer N. McCord . She stopped on her steps. There wasn’t any paint there, but it covered almost everywhere else. Officer McCord walked on the grass, not on the walkway.
“Ms.…Lindsey.” He hesitated over her name as he looked at the small pad device in his right palm. “Why don’t you step over here, and we can talk?”
He held out his hand, and she took it to step onto the grass. He guided her away from the walkway. She looked back at her house and shook her head. The paint seemed glaringly bright against the gray walls. She balled her fists at her sides. Her house! The thought of the damage to her home enraged her.
The paint wasn’t wet and didn’t appear to come off when stepped on. She’d walked on some of it but hadn’t found a trace on her shoes. She concentrated on her breathing to get her emotions under control.
“You can call me Sephanie, Officer McCord.” She would probably be here all day. That only reignited her anger. Finding someone to clean the walls and then the actual removal of the paint might take a while. Fortunately she had a good manager, but still she didn’t like skipping out on a day she’d scheduled herself to work, even if she did own the business.
He nodded. “Sephanie, this is more than I expected after I was told to go take a vandalism report. I’ll get another officer and one of our investigators here to scrape samples of the paint, at least. The damage and cost to clean and repair this will probably take this crime above simple vandalism.”
She didn’t know what he thought that scene investigator was supposed to find. Her gaze followed him as he went back to his vehicle to call in for that investigator. He seemed to be doing more in the skimmer than talking. As he returned to her, her brother’s black skimmer landed in front of her house.
“Expecting someone?” Officer McCord slanted a look at her before his eyes locked on the vehicle.
His hand hovered at his waist where the disturber hung. The nonlethal weapon was used by most law enforcement, but an arc-burst gun also sat in a holster within reach. Considering the restriction on weapons on Darmain, the disturber usually worked. It caused violent stomach cramps in addition to nausea and allowed the user to get to safety or secure the person causing trouble.
“That’s my brother, Cooper. He’d give me trouble for days, if not weeks, if I didn’t contact him or his marriage partners, Paine and Lawson, about something like this,” Sephanie said and remained still. She didn’t want to distract the officer while he was tense.
“His partners?” Officer McCord seemed to relax.
“Cooper’s in the Planetary Defense.” She watched her brother and Paine get out of the vehicle and stride over to the officer.
Cooper and Paine introduced themselves to Officer McCord. All three men crossed the small distance to her. She still couldn’t think of anyone who would do this or any reason someone would be
She thought for a moment about also giving Kassius, Berenger, and Teague a call. The date had been wonderful. She worried her lower lip. They would be there for her, regardless of the fact that she’d sneaked out on them. Still, it had been their first date. Should she contact them? She decided against it, even though their presence would reassure her.
She didn’t understand this. Why would anyone do this to her house? They’d destroyed the walls of her home! Had she angered someone? She couldn’t think of who or what she’d done to inspire this action.
The officer arrived first in one of the official gray Duce skimmers. It set down on the community landing lot. The logo on the side and front of the skimmer drew her gaze. She waited while he climbed out of the police vehicle. The man had glossy black hair and dark brown skin. His brown eyes swept over the walkway and the house.
The tag on his gray uniform read Officer N. McCord . She stopped on her steps. There wasn’t any paint there, but it covered almost everywhere else. Officer McCord walked on the grass, not on the walkway.
“Ms.…Lindsey.” He hesitated over her name as he looked at the small pad device in his right palm. “Why don’t you step over here, and we can talk?”
He held out his hand, and she took it to step onto the grass. He guided her away from the walkway. She looked back at her house and shook her head. The paint seemed glaringly bright against the gray walls. She balled her fists at her sides. Her house! The thought of the damage to her home enraged her.
The paint wasn’t wet and didn’t appear to come off when stepped on. She’d walked on some of it but hadn’t found a trace on her shoes. She concentrated on her breathing to get her emotions under control.
“You can call me Sephanie, Officer McCord.” She would probably be here all day. That only reignited her anger. Finding someone to clean the walls and then the actual removal of the paint might take a while. Fortunately she had a good manager, but still she didn’t like skipping out on a day she’d scheduled herself to work, even if she did own the business.
He nodded. “Sephanie, this is more than I expected after I was told to go take a vandalism report. I’ll get another officer and one of our investigators here to scrape samples of the paint, at least. The damage and cost to clean and repair this will probably take this crime above simple vandalism.”
She didn’t know what he thought that scene investigator was supposed to find. Her gaze followed him as he went back to his vehicle to call in for that investigator. He seemed to be doing more in the skimmer than talking. As he returned to her, her brother’s black skimmer landed in front of her house.
“Expecting someone?” Officer McCord slanted a look at her before his eyes locked on the vehicle.
His hand hovered at his waist where the disturber hung. The nonlethal weapon was used by most law enforcement, but an arc-burst gun also sat in a holster within reach. Considering the restriction on weapons on Darmain, the disturber usually worked. It caused violent stomach cramps in addition to nausea and allowed the user to get to safety or secure the person causing trouble.
“That’s my brother, Cooper. He’d give me trouble for days, if not weeks, if I didn’t contact him or his marriage partners, Paine and Lawson, about something like this,” Sephanie said and remained still. She didn’t want to distract the officer while he was tense.
“His partners?” Officer McCord seemed to relax.
“Cooper’s in the Planetary Defense.” She watched her brother and Paine get out of the vehicle and stride over to the officer.
Cooper and Paine introduced themselves to Officer McCord. All three men crossed the small distance to her. She still couldn’t think of anyone who would do this or any reason someone would be
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