Chapter 108: She was mine
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As we sat out on the front steps, lynn held the journal and box tightly in her arms. She hadn't said much since her parents were arrested and I couldn't tell if she was okay or not. The silence worried me more than it probably should have and I kept glancing over at Luis. He had somehow gotten a new coffee drink and was slurping it down like a madman.
The officers moved about on the lawn, through the house, and talked amongst themselves. It looked like the entire neighborhood stood on their front porches to see what was going on. Lynn didn't seem to mind and neither did I.
Officer dickhead finally walked over to us then. "How are you holding up, lynn? You did great in there."
She huffed. "I don't know what happened. I left when it was normal and came back to my dad hiding a gun beneath the table." Her eyes shot up to his and I recognized that look; she was pissed. "Why didn't you guys come in sooner?! Drake or I could have been badly wounded!"
Micky scratched the back of his neck. "We lost audio. As soon as you two stepped into the house it cut out. It was as if they knew two were coming." you
Now I was the one throwing daggers at him. "How is that possible? Who could have possibly told them? Huh? Are you in on this?" I shot up from my spot next to Lynn and got right in his face. I didn't care if he was a cop, if he was dirty, I would take him down too. He almost got lynn shot back there. If things would have turned out differently and she had been shot, officer dickhead would be lying in the hospital right next to her.
Micky squared his shoulders and didn't back down. "How dare you accuse me of being a rat!"
"If the shoe fits!" I screamed right back in his face.
"Drake. Micky," lynn scolded behind me but we didn't listen to her.
"How the fuck did they know then?! I literally found this information out last night! You're the only one we told!" I was fuming mad and three seconds away from wringing this prick's neck.
He laughed in my face. "Get the fuck out of my face before I arrest you."
"Ha!" I barked. "Arrest me for what?!" And then I really let it out. "You've been nothing but a douche bag since you've come around. I'm only going to say this once: lynn is mine," I growled as my inner caveman hit his chest.
His glare held mine for a long moment as both of our chests puffed out. There would be a standoff today and this chump knew nothing about me. I come from the streets of Chicago; fighting was something I knew well.
"She might be yours now, but make no mistake. Molly is a good girl. She deserves better than a fucking porn star and when she realizes that, she'll come crawling to me."
