Page 90 of Kept in the Dark

Bobby vehemently shook his head. “Not a chance. She was unconscious by the time we got to her. If she had that much drugs and alcohol in her system, she wouldn’t have been able to get up the stairs. And she damn sure wouldn’t have been able to get back down the stairs either; especially without falling. She didn’t get to the crime scene until after Morgan was dead. I’d bet my life on it.”

Trey hadn’t thought about Sara having to go up and down the stairs for David’s story to make sense. Bobby was right. There was no way Sara could have gone up and down the stairs with how incapacitated she was that night. That alone should have been enough for the cops to look at other suspects.

“Who do you think killed Morgan?”

Bobby opened his mouth but quickly closed it.

“I know you don’t want to point the finger, but whoever killed her has killed someone else and attempted to kill two other people, including Hailey Gallagher. I have one man fighting for his life in the ICU, a terrified lady who was nearly killed, and a missing woman who may be connected to this case.” Trey pleaded, “I need something before someone else gets hurt or killed.”

Bobby looked at the floor, placing his elbows on his knees. He sighed and said, “I’ve always thought it was David. I have absolutely no proof, but the way he conducted himself and how he was so hell bent on Sara being guilty…it never sat right with me.”

Trey nodded. “Yeah, David seems to be right in the middle of all of it.”

He stood and Bobby followed. “I’ll be in touch if we can get the D.A. to officially reopen the case. We would need you to testify if you’re willing.”

They walked toward the door and Bobby said, “Of course, just let me know what you need from me.”

Once at the door, Trey handed him his card and Bobby took it. “Thanks for talking with me. If you think of anything, call me.”

As Trey stepped onto the sidewalk, Hailey got out of the car and waved at Bobby, making her way up the walkway.

Bobby squinted. “Is that Hailey Gallagher?”

“It is. She wanted to say thank you,” Trey said.

As Trey turned around to face her, gunshots echoed through the sky and Hailey started screaming.

Bobby yelled, “Put pressure on the wound, I’ll call 911!”

Trey tried to shield Hailey from the impending danger, but his body wouldn’t obey.

Why was he on the ground?

Excruciating pain ripped through his abdomen. He touched his stomach, water soaking his fingertips as it seeped onto his shirt and the sidewalk.

It wasn’t rain, it was blood. Why was he bleeding?

A dark pool of red filled each crack and crevice of the concrete.

Hailey knelt beside him, her voice far away as tears streamed down her face. “I’m sorry, Baby, this is going to hurt.”

She placed her hands on top of his stomach, putting pressure on the wound and he cried out in pain. She screamed and cried as she tried to help him, assuring him she wasn’t going to leave his side. Bobby was yelling that the ambulance was on its way.

Hailey kept crying, begging him to stay with her.

Trey tried to laugh but no sound passed his lips.

Why did she think he was leaving? He would never leave her.

But the darkness was threatening him. He felt sleepy.

Two more shots thundered in the distance.

Hailey was screaming again, high pitched shrieks of terror. But this time she was screaming for Bobby. Trey wanted to keep her safe, but he couldn’t find her. Everything was blurring together as darkness came for him.

Where was Bobby?

He only needed a few minutes of sleep and then he could get up. Hailey’s cries were growing farther and farther away as he slipped into the darkness.

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