Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 71

Chapter 71

“Did it slip the captain’s mind that I have a toddler  waiting for me at home? I can’t work overtime.” I  grumble as I bring the cup of coffee to my lips.

God I needed that bitter sweet liquid.

“I don’t think captain Steffen cares.” Nate snorts, kicking  up his feet on the white desk.

I rolled my eyes, placing the cup down on the surface of  the desk.

“He should care because I was the one who made it  possible for him to become the captain that he is today.”

It was true. I was selected to become the next captain of  the department but I turned it down. All for one reason,  my family.

If I had taken that role I would not be able to spend  much time with them as I wanted to. My family is my life,  I can’t stay long without them.

So I turned down the role and recommended Steffen.  Who happened to turn out to be an a*s.

“Officer Waters there’s a call for action at Willow street.”  One of the new recruits ran up to us.

I groaned staring at the ceiling. “I swear that area is the  devil’s spawn.”

I turn to stare at the younger man. His sandy blonde hair  cropped short, brown eyes wide with alarm. He looked  comical but I refrain from laughing at his expense.

“Anything else we need to know before we go there?” I  questioned opening the drawer to pull out my gun. Nate  does the same as he stands up.

give much intel, only  that it was

you at least know the exact destination of the  crime?” I asked

That’s  what she got when she tracked the number

quickly pushed the gun in my duty belt.  “Must be some poor girl who got harra*sed by the many

time the girl had time to call for help.  Remember

on  the road bare. She had been raped and battered.

opening the car door

first thing I see. I tear

here? Whatever it

 familiar caught my eye

I see the motorcycle I gifted my first son  Blake. My heart pounds as I

croaked  to Nate. Blake had spray painted his name at the sides  and it doesn’t go

 when the paramedics roll out what

can’t just

words. “You can’t go in yet.” Another  officer shouted as I run

that my son, is that my son?” I rushed out

peeled off the  white cloth. Black hair. A sob rack over me until

Dark haired boy?” I asked  one of the female medics

“Yes there’s a bo-“

unease and my chest gets heavy

that it was indeed him.  I hear a shout of protest then feel Nate’s

whispers painfully when his

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