Page 102 of The Fate of Us

Noah chuckles into the phone. “As much as I want you to finish that story, I don’t. I am sitting at my desk and I don’t want to be sporting a tent in my pants the rest of the day.”

“I could stop by,” I say, biting my lip.

“Don’t tempt me.”

I watch as Mason follows Darnell out of the room, both of them tired of hearing the teasing between Noah and me.

“I’ll stop by Jimmy’s after I’m off. I’ll sit at the bar and watch you all night.”

“Creep.”

“Mayberry, I know you like it.”

“Only because I know how horny it will make you as I swing my hips all night.”

“If I keep talking to you, I’m going to have a big problem on my hands.”

“Mmm. How big?”

“Goodbye, Anna.”

I smile into the phone and say with a breathy voice. “Goodbye, Detective.”

He groans into the phone as I hang up, knowing how much he likes that voice.

I walk out of the room and find Mason and Darnell hanging out in the lounge.

“Please tell me you did not have phone sex with my brother.”

“It would have lasted a lot longer than that.” I wink at him. “I need to head out. I have to work in twenty.”

I wave goodbye to both of them and drive over to Jimmy’s.

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I carrya tray of cheeseburgers to a rowdy bunch of cops. Ever since the serial killer was found, they have all been less on edge and tonight proves it.

It’s packed in here. Like every cop who had the day shift decided to come in to celebrate. There are a handful of the detectives Noah works with too. Everyone smiles and cheers.

I hop from table to table, serving drinks and food. Uber is going to make a killing on these officers tonight.

I glance at my watch and see it’s half past seven. I’m surprised Noah isn’t here. I doubt he changed his mind about coming, especially since all his coworkers are here. But knowing him he probably found a tiny break in another case and fell down the rabbit hole.

I walk past a table by the front door and hear the door slam. “I’ll be right with you,” I yell over my shoulder. We don’t have a hostess and most people seat themselves but it’s busier than usual so there aren’t many open tables.

I grab an order from a family and turn around to smack right into the face of someone I never thought I would see again.

“Becca, what are you doing here?”

That’s when I feel something hard press into my side. I look down and see the end of a gun.Is she stupid?This is a bar full of cops.

“Becs, I wouldn’t do this here.” I look around hoping to catch the eye of someone but they are all involved in their conversations.

“You took everything from me.”

I look at her strangely. “What are you talking about?”

“You’ve ruined my entire life.”

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