Page 129 of Single Teddy
“How long are you planning to drag this on? How long are you going to keep us here?”
He stopped and turned to look at me.
“As long as I fucking want.”
“Hey, hey, hey, Michael. Is that a way to talk to our guest of honor?” someone said, and I turned to look at the new person who had just entered the boathouse.
“You!” I growled
It was none other than the abominable Detective Bennet. The man who had waltzed us out of the station without a care in the world. Gosh, was this whole island corrupt, and we were none the wiser?
“Me indeed.” He smirked at me with a raised eyebrow.
“You’re late,” Barnes said.
Bennet scoffed.
“In case you’re forgetting yourself, I had to blow my cover for your sorry ass, so no, I’m not late. I’m right on time.”
“No one asked you to do that,” Barnes said.
“I beg to differ. Your actions made this necessary. Besides, if it were up to me, I’d have let you get busted, dickhead. But I’m just following orders. Don’t kid yourself though.He’s nothappy with you.”
He? Who was he? The boss? The mastermind behind this farce? What had Teddy and his team called him? Sal…something.
“He can kiss my ass too. He cut my share in half after the shoot-out in May. As if it were my fault they found out.”
I could only piece together bits and pieces, but I couldn't connect the dots since I had been completely in the dark about this criminal organization up until last month. However, the ease with which they spoke and revealed information made me uneasy.
It was because they didn’t care what kind of information I got. What kind of intel. Because I wasn’t walking out of here alive.
“You think he doesn’t know about your side hustle?”
Barnes stared at Bennet, and the color drained from his face. He’d been caught red-handed.
“Fuck you and fuck him!” he said and turned to the dragon skull tattoo guy. “Any progress?”
The guy nodded with a smirk, and Barnes approached him and looked at something on the guy’s phone.
Bennet glanced at me.
“What are you looking at?” he said.
“A dirty cop, apparently.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“What? Does the truth hurt? Are you not ashamed of yourself? Look where you are. Look what you’re doing? Aren’t you supposed to serve and protect? Why would you do this?”
Bennet laughed.
“This pays better, idiot.”
I felt…sick. Disgusted.
“So it’s all about the money, huh? You don’t care about what you’re doing to two innocent kids? Look at them? They’re terrified. How can you live with yourself?”
Bennet shrugged and rolled his eyes.
