Time Warp (Alastor x OC)

Ch 62

For those of you who haven't noticed, the cover received a little makeover😌

Fawn's POV

The office is quiet today.

Everyone seems just a little...on edge. It's understandable, I mean, someone just died.

Two people, technically...they're only aware of one, though.

However, what was really off was when Alastor and I entered, and every single pair of eyes raised to look at us.

Except they were all looking at him.

It was strange. No one said a word, no one smiled, they just all looked at Alastor. He didn't even correct them, just cleared his throat and waved his hand at them.

That was signal enough for them to start working again.

It wasn't until we entered his office that it made sense that everyone looked at him.

Sitting at his desk was a police officer, and several more were posted around the room.

My heart fell out of my ass.

Despite the immediate gut wrenching fear I felt, I kept my expression calm...although, my grip on his hand did tighten.

He gave me a gentle squeeze, and I looked up at him to see that he didn't look worried at all.

In fact...he looked rather amused.

"Well, good morning, officers! How might I help you?" He began, releasing my hand so he could step in front of me slightly.

"Mr. Broussard," the officer at his desk started, "my name is detective Caine. As I'm sure you're aware, an employee suffered an untimely end here just the other day...now, the funny thing is, the poor kid was murdered...our coroner told us that it was obvious he had copious amounts of cyanide in his system, so please tell me why we interviewed everyone here..."

The detective's eyelids lowered, and he sat forward slightly, "except you and your little lady there," he motioned to me, "and don't lie, because all of your employees already told us that you both were, in fact, here...in fact...it was that one that was there when he died, correct?"

He nodded his head towards me, and I shuffled behind Alastor a bit more, holding onto his arm nervously.

Alastor chuckled, "detective, I can assure you I will be nothing but honest...after all I am nothing if not a man of my word."

The detective narrowed his eyes, looking between Al and I.

"Actually..." he began, "it was my understanding...that you weren't even in the room until after it was over. So, Mr. Broussard...please step into the hall while we ask this young woman a few questions."

At that suggestion, Alastor tensed and reached behind his back to tug me closer to him.

There was a suffocating silence in the room, an obvious tension between Alastor and this detective.

Then, Al sighed and gently nudged me out from behind him. I looked up at him, my heart pounding.

No...don't leave me alone with them...please...

Please don't...

"I'll be just outside, darling...just be completely honest with them, you'll be alright," he said with a loving smile.

Taking my hands in his, he brought them both of to his lips and kissed them, then slipped away from me.

I watched him leave, my heart beating faster and faster.