“You should have come to the police and taken responsibility for what you did. You had to know if this guy was stalking you that there was a chance he’d try to get revenge,” Hank said.
“I wanted to. I was ready to accept the consequences. Jessica’s dad forbid it. He said that he wouldn’t let me do that to his daughter?”
The nurse gave the door a tap as she entered. “I’m going to need to check on Jake. It’s time for his medication as well.”
“We’re done here. Thank you.” I looked at Jake. “We’ll be in touch.”
I flipped my notepad closed.
“Am I going to go to jail?” Jake asked.
“I’d recommend getting a lawyer,” I said.
Hank and I left the room. We’d be speaking with Jake again in the near future.
Roger Richwood stopped us in the hall. “What did he want to talk to you about?”
“I’m going to let him tell you. I’d call your attorney after that.”
He stood there looking confused, and then entered Jake’s room.
We headed toward the exit. I stopped and grabbed a soda from one of the vending machines. I dialed the captain to fill him in on the details Jake provided. There was no answer. I hung up just as Hank and I got to the parking structure. Our two unmarked gray cruisers were parked side by side. I went to the driver’s door.
“Bostok not in his office?” Hank asked.
I glanced at my watch. It was a quarter to six. “He may have taken off for the day already. I’ll try his cell in a minute.”
Hank leaned against the door of his car. “What do you think will be the charges against him?”
“The kid just confessed to attempted murder and a pile of other things,” I said.
“None of which can be proven. Unless he takes the stand and tells the same story he just did, he could walk. Everyone involved is dead other than him.”
I unlocked the cruiser. “We’ll find some evidence.” I thought about it for a second. “We already have it actually. The judge’s BMW is at our station. Jake said that Casey handed him the tire iron from the back of his car. I’ll get Rick and Pax on it in the morning.”
Hank nodded his head.
“Do you want to grab a beer and a burger with me at Lefty’s?” I put my elbows up on the roof of the car and popped open my soda. I waited for his response.
“Can’t. I have plans.”
“Just some stuff Karen and I have been doing on Tuesdays.”
“More dancing, Tinkerbell?” I pulled in a mouthful of cola.
“No, that’s usually on the weekends. Tuesdays are our Yoga classes.”
I choked on my soda. “Geez, Hank.”
The End
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Table of Contents
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44