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.

did not give much intel, only

you at least know the exact destination of the

number 223. That’s  what she got when

 “Must be some poor girl

 Remember last time?” Nate

the poor girl we found dead on  the road bare. She had been raped and battered. The lad  who found her was too late,

me.” I grunted opening the car door and  sliding

ambulances. That’s the first thing I see. I tear my  eyes

here before us.” I nudge my  head

here? Whatever it was, it was

and I continue walking ahead until something  familiar

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

Nate. Blake had

 when the paramedics roll out what seemed to be a dead  body

you can’t

already running towards the medics not taking  heed to Nate’s words. “You can’t go in yet.” Another

under that  white cloth. “Is that my son, is that my

A

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

“Yes there’s a bo-“

doesn’t have time to finish as I run into the house.  My stomach churn with unease and my chest gets heavy  with

 I hear a shout of protest then feel Nate’s

when his eyes drop to

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