Sebastian 'Bash' Walker is a partying Good-Time bloke who landed a full ride scholarship from out of The Bush of the outback in Australia to Magnolia Falls University. Magnolia Falls is located in Cajun Country, Louisiana USA where the food is hot...
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"What's goin' on here?" I ask the nearest officer to me whilst ducking under the bright yellow police tape sectioning off an area with several dumpster bins. Officers are walking about everywhere as well as non-uniformed officers. On the ramp leading up to a backdoor of the diner restaurant, I spot Aspen talking with Detective O'Neil.
"Fuck," I let out a breath of pure relief. But it's short-lived when a young officer glares at me due to my intrusion and comes straight for me
"Sir, this area is off-limits, you can't-" he begins and directs me with a pointed arm back under the tape, but I ignore him and start to cut across the lot as the young officer speaks louder with a more commanding tone, "Sir!"
The yelling catches the attention of O'Neil as well as Aspen who has her arms crossed tightly over her chest.
"What happened?" My voice is harsh and deep due to having my heart nearly beating out of my chest. I take in Aspen quickly, seeing she's sullen but otherwise unharmed.
"Mr. Walker, the fact that you are at the scene of a crime... you are a person of interest and that doesn't bode well for you, Sir." O'Neil steps in front of Aspen, blocking me from her as the young officer comes up behind me and another female officer swarms in close next to me.
"I just got here," I tell him, my temper building when it's clear he's protecting her from me, "Are you okay?" I ask her,stepping aside so I'm able to talk to her.
"I'm fine," she says quietly, but her eyes don't lift to meet mine.
"Officer Tucker, can you escort Mr. Walker to your cruiser and find out where he's been tonight."
Fuck me.
"Oh, come on, I only just got here," I argue, fucking fuming that he's blatantly protecting her from me when I would never do anything to hurt her. I'm not my damn father. "I don't have a clue what's goin' on." Again, my eyes drop down to Aspen's body to be sure I don't see any marks or scratches from any sort of physical assault. Her skin is freshly tanned, the high points of her forehead and cute nose are pink from the sun that she's been in all day, but otherwise, her skin is free of any injuries.
"Officer Tucker," O'Neil addresses the female officer beside me, "Will you find out where Mr. Walker has been the last five hours. Verify it, then let me know-"
"No, he can stay-" Aspen interjects, then swiftly ducks by O'Neil and slides up next to me, and grips my forearm tightly, "It wasn't him, I would have heard his motorcycle."
The sudden tight grip she has on my arm sends a bolt of electricity up my arm, but I ignore it because O'Neil growls out an impatient huff, "Aspen, this isn't your call. Oftentimes the perpetrator comes back to the crime scene."
"He wouldn't have," she starts but O'Neil cuts her off with a firm look and a swift shake of the head.
"No, we have procedures. Once he's questioned then I'll allow it, but for now," O'Neil gives a nod to the female Officer hovering close beside me, "Tucker, you can question him in your police cruiser. I want it recorded."
