Page 51 of Saved By A Small Town Country Boy
Treading back to my cruiser, I got in and headed for the station. Enough time has been wasted on trying to talk to Khalif, and I needed to get back to work. We’ve already been trying to figure out who’s been selling drugs in our town and haven’t gotten anywhere near close to finding out. It’s really starting to piss me the fuck off. They were around here killing minors and other people with their trifling drugs. Their asses needed to be behind bars.
Pulling into my assigned space, I got out and entered the building. “Sheriff,” Oscar said as I passed him. Some of the others were walking around, lollygagging when they should’vebeen fucking working. All they ever did was run their fucking mouths but didn’t have any information for me about anything.
Stopping in the middle of the floor, I yelled, “Don’t y’all think you need to be getting to fucking work! We’re no step closer to finding this supplier. I need this got damn supplier!” And then went into my office and slammed the door.
Yelling at them didn’t make me feel any better. My ass was still on my shoulders about Khalif. For whatever reason, I really thought we had something special. I know that we weren’t behaving as a couple or anything, but I assumed that the longer he dealt with me, the more it would make him want a relationship with me. All the hard work I’ve put in has gone to waste on some bitch that’s from out of town that probably just wants him for his money. Everything about her screamed gold digger. From the kind of car she drives to her clothes. Nothing good comes from her being here.
After I found out that he’s been dealing with her, I’ve been trying to find out whatever I can on her. The only thing I found was that she was from Atlanta and has a thriving animal hospital there. I’m trying to see where she got the money from to open a hospital in such a short time.
Whatever I can find, I was damn sure going to bring it up to Khalif to let him know he’s wasting his time. Turning on my computer, I pulled up all the information on Remedi. Her best friend had just died before she showed up here at the hands of her boyfriend. Right after, he turned up dead, and no one knows who did it.
The knock at my door caught my attention. Quickly, I closed out all the windows on my computer. I didn’t want anyone to know what I was doing. “Come in,” I said and adjusted myself in my chair.
“You’ll want to hear this,” Daniel said as he stood in my doorway.
“Hear what?”
He beckoned for someone and stepped out of the way. The guy entered my office, and immediately, I remembered him. He’s the guy from the car accident with Simone. I felt so bad when I had to deliver that news to her family. He got out of there with a couple scrapes and bruises. I just wished that was the fate for her.
“What’s this?”
“Tell her what you just came in and told me.”
He looked at Daniel before turning his attention to me. “Simone’s death wasn’t an accident.”
My forehead wrinkled. “You do understand what you’re saying right now, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” He took a step further toward my desk.
“I don’t think that you do. You’re standing here basically telling me to arrest you for murder.”
“I was hired to run into that woman’s car that night.”
“Shut my door,” I instructed Daniel, and he did as he was told. “Sit,” I told the guy, and he sat down in one of the chairs in front of my desk.
“What do you mean, you were hired?”
“Some guy walked into the bar that night and paid me ten thousand dollars to drive my car into hers.”
“And you did it? Not knowing if you were going to survive or not? That was crazy as hell of you.”
“I know, and the guilt has been eating me up. I saw her daughter earlier, and I just couldn’t keep this in anymore. My life has been hell since that accident. To know that I really killed that girl has been bothering me. I turned to the bottle, but that shit doesn’t help.”
“Who was the guy?”
“I don’t know.”
“Are you saying you don’t know, or are you just lying to me?”
“Just book me.” He lifted his wrists in the air.
Looking at Daniel, I said, “Book him.” He slapped the cuffs on his wrists and pulled him up from the chair.
Once they left my office, I grabbed my phone and dialed Khalif’s number, only to get nothing but voicemail. I’m assuming that he’d placed me on the block list now. Stopping Dallas this morning was probably the icing on the cake for him.
With the information that I have about Simone, I’m certain he’d want to hear it. Maybe this can be my way to get back into his good graces. Grabbing my keys, I got up from my desk and left my office. This newfound information couldn’t just sit on my mind for the rest of the day, I have to get it off my chest and to him right now before someone else gets a hold of it first.
Hopping into my cruiser, I made the drive back out there to Khalif’s house, not even knowing if he was there or not. As I pulled down the driveway, I saw him on a ladder on the porch, installing some new security cameras as if he needed any more on his property. Khalif is the only person that I know who has cameras at every corner.
