Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
I shake my head. “No, he’s never there.”
“Have you been to the clubhouse?”
“Once.”
“What for?”
I shrug. “Just a cookout. It was pretty tame, really.”
“Did you ever see any of the members with Dax when you were with him at his house?”
I shake my head. “Never. I only saw him and Peter.”
Officer Blart stares at me, narrowing his eyes. He doesn’t believe me, but I don’t care. I’m sticking to my story and because I’ve been hidden so well because of Dax, there will be no evidence that I have anything to do with the club other than working for them.
So Alarick told me that I had to tell the truth, to a degree—that I was hired to work for Mykel, and that’s all my involvement with the club.
But to go into great detail about Dax.
So that’s exactly what I’m doing.
“How did you meet Dax?”
“At a bar,” I say. “I was . . . having a hard night, and he came up to me, and we hit it off. He treated me really well, and I honestly didn’t see anything wrong with him until he showed me the girls he was keeping at his house.”
He has me give him the location of the bar, and the date. Good thing he’ll actually see Dax approaching me.
“What did he tell you?”
“He said he was going to sell them. He said he killed Bennett and needed to make some money quick. He was scared, after Bennett died, that his tracks would no longer be covered.”
“Is that when panicked?”
“No,” I say. “I panicked when he wanted to take me with him. I didn’t want to go on the run. I didn’t want to leave, and he just lost it. He tried to drown me.”
Officer Blart is recording all of this, and at my statement, he looks up. “Drown you?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Where?”
“In the hotel. I was having a bath and he held me under the water.”
He murmurs something to himself.
“What else can you tell me about Dax and what you saw?”
“That’s about it. He kept most of it secret.”
“Do you have any idea where he might have gone?”
“No.”
“Do you think he’ll try and make contact with you?”
“I have no idea.”
He nods, and writes something else down. Then he looks up at me. “If he tries to contact you, we’ll need to know. We’ll also need any email accounts or laptops you have to check for information.”
“Okay.”
Good thing I have none of those. Well, I do, but they were never used.
“That is all the questions we have for now, but don’t go far, Waverly. We’re not finished talking to you.”
I nod, and stand. An officer escorts me back to the front desk of the station where I sign out and then leave.
The moment I’m out, I exhale.
That was harder than I thought, but I think I did the right thing.
God, I hope I did the right thing.
The quicker this goes away, the better.
21
WAVERLY
“What did they ask you?” Alarick questions the moment I arrive back at Mykel’s house.
I sit on the sofa next to Mykel, and he puts a hand on my knee, squeezing it.
“They just asked the basics. Do I remember what happened when Bennett was killed? I said no, I don’t remember. They asked how I knew Dax; I told them the truth. They asked if I had ever been involved with the club outside of working for Mykel, and I told them no except for one cookout. I also told them I’ve never seen any club members at Dax’s house. It was pretty basic questioning. I imagine they’re going to ask more later.”
Alarick nods. “Good. Keep it as simple as you can. They have nothing to charge you on, and you don’t have to give detailed information. Just stick with your story and we’ll worry about the rest.”
I nod and meet his eyes. Alarick is strung out and exhausted. His hands are all beat up, and I can almost guess he hasn’t slept.
“I’m sorry this happened, Alarick,” I tell him.
“Not your fault, Waverly. You did everything we asked of you. I should have known that Dax was onto it. I should have realized.”
“It’s nobody’s fault. Have you spoken to Kendric?”
“Waitin’ for his bail to be posted, and then he’ll be let out until his court hearing. That means we only have so much time to find Dax. We don’t want Kendric goin’ down for this. Once he’s had a trial and is locked up, it’ll be fuckin’ hard to get him back out. We need to make sure that it doesn’t get to that point.”
I exhale and my shoulders slump. Dax is smart, which means he’s not going to be easy to find. If we can find him at all. He would have made sure he had all his bases covered, and no doubt he’s going to ensure that he’s well hidden. Which means it’s going to be next to impossible to locate him.