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“Gem?” I couldn’t believe it was her. We had kept in touch, but it was just a few messages. Polite small talk. She was very careful not to bring Truth up, and I never asked. “Gem are you ok?”

There was something in her voice. A note of panic. “I’m fine. Wicked has been trying to get hold of you.”

“I know.” I pushed my way outside. The rain hitting me in the face.

“Cali,” She faltered. “We need your help. I know we don’t have any right to ask anything of you after what happened, but we wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important .”

I blinked the rain from my lashes. She was right. She didn’t have any right. “I don’t know what I can do for you, Gem. I leave the county tomorrow. Is it money? Do you need money?”

“It’s Truth, Cali. Truth is in trouble.”

Chapter SEVENTEEN

Truth

Iwas a mess. I had been a mess since the moment I had found out. Sure I kept my agony locked deep down inside of me. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t there. Buried within.

I had pulled a gun on her. On Cali. I had pressed it against her skin, and she had been so scared she had wet herself. It wasn’t the first time I had made someone piss themselves, but it had been the first time I had done it to a woman. And not just any woman.

A woman I loved.

I hadn’t let her explain. I hadn’t given her a damn chance to say anything. And I should have.

I should have done a lot of things differently. Maybe I would have done them differently if I had allowed myself to actually listen to her. I had been so obsessed with hearing the truth that I had been blind to the truth right in front of my face.

Cali.

Everywhere I had turned, there were memories of her. Her clothes in my closet, her damn pink, purple wig on my nightstand. I couldn’t get away from her. My sheets smelt like her perfume. And I couldn’t bring myself to wash them.

It had been my brother in the end that had pulled me aside. Him and Gent had me see that what I really needed to do was go to her and hear her out. Neither of them believed it was Cali that had been feeding the police information.

Something that was cemented in my mind the moment I had been picked up by the old bill. She couldn’t have anything to do with it because she wouldn’t have known that I was in her town. She had no way of knowing that I had been watching her.

I had watched her live her life for three days, watched her go to work and out with friends. And every time she laughed, my heart shattered a little more. She looked happy. A different Cali to the one I knew. Who drank beer and rode my cock whilst wearing my Harley Davidson T-shirt. This woman was perfectly put together. Professional and confident.

And damn, she looked hot.

I got picked up whilst staring at her, and she didn’t even turn. She couldn’t feel my eyes on her. She had no idea that I was even in town. Maybe that was for the best. I was being charged with murder. Averys ex’s murder. Even if she had given me a second chance, I would never tie her to me. The chances were that I was going away for a long time.

It was probably what I deserved.

“You can make this all go away, son.”

My eyes drifted upwards. I hadn’t even been listening to anything they were saying. I had been too busy daydreaming about my woman. I hadn’t answered any of their questions, and I wasn’t about to start now just because they had started playing good cop, bad cop.

Leaning back, I let the full weight of my eyes fall on the older man. Crossing my legs at the ankle as I studied him. “Make what go away, officer?” I raised my handcuffed hands. “I don’t even know why I am here.”

“I think you do ..” grey eyes glanced down to the folder open on the table in front of him. “Truth? Why do they call you that.”

“Because I always tell it.” I gave him my winning smile. If they thought they could intimate me, they had another thing coming.

“Well, Truth.” His voice dripped sarcasm. “You realise we can’t help you if you don’t help us.”

I sighed heavily, my eyes darting towards the interrogation room door. Something was happening out there. Raised voices.

“I think I have asked for my lawyer.” I was getting bored of this now. I had been here hours, and they just kept going over the same shit.

It was tempting to admit to everything just to get them to shut up.