chapter 18

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Valencia's pov:

            "Fuck this whole thing! I don't even know what I'm doing here in the first place, if y'all are waiting for my consent so you can arrest him, you don't need it, go right ahead and hang him or sentence him to death by intense stabbing or firing squad. What I really want to know is how you're here DecTIvE ayOMide" she said the last part mockingly, she looks like she was just dragged from her bed, so I made a mental note to go warn the person that brought her In

        "We just want to know if you can share a little bit of information about your husband, the ones the public doesn't know about" she had this look on her face and I know too well that she ain't gonna give me any answers to my questions until I tell her who I truly am

           "So this was why you were so fearless and your confidence was so off the charts? you knew you could take him down"

       "And yet you couldn't trust me" I said still showing no facial expression, I wasn't mad at her or anything. I was just upset that I let myself get carried away

        "How was I supposed to know you're one of those suit wearing police! You're just Valencia in my eyes that's if your name really is Valencia, I liked you, no I fucking had all these unexplainable feelings for you but I was scared! If you were in my shoes too you'd be scared. Its not about trusting your words it's about me not wanting anything to happen to the both of us, especially you. I'd be more shattered than I am. So forgive me if I wanted to end things so we both can be alive. It's better for me to be able to love you from afar than for me to run out memories of you and your annoyingly fine self!" She exclaimed dramatically, she had already crawled over the desk and was now sitting on the desk directly in front of where I stood

        "Our witnesses don't usually crawl on the table" I said trying to hide my smile, because she made so much sense and I didn't wanna admit to her that she was right

         "Fuck you and your dumb witnesses" she said pulling me closer to me "why are you so stiff" she poked my stomach making me crouch over groaning

         "I missed you" I looked up to her shooting her a glare "stop being dramatic and stand up straight, what a police woman you are, can't handle a little tummy poke"

         "You do know there's cameras in this room right?" She shrugged playing with the button on my pants

         "Will the government be seizing all his asset?" She asked quietly and I nodded

        "Everything? Even his bank account?"

         "Yes Ashanti, not only is your husband trafficking these girls, he's also smuggling drugs into the country through some of these girls, some of them has died in the process, he has killed some. He is going in for a long time and his little son is wanted"

       "I didn't know all that" I knew she didn't, but my colleagues are trying hard to pin some of his crime on her

        "I know you didn't" I pushed some of her hair away from her face so I could see her face properly

        "The officer said everyone around Fredrick is a suspect until proven innocent so does that mean I'll have to be in a cell too?"

      "No you won't, you'll only get arrested if they find something on you. The case is going to court and Fredrick has a really good lawyer, he can't beat the case though but they might be able to plead for a shorter sentence but that's where you come in. If you're able to testify against him in court then he'll rot in jail for sure. You'd be free from him for good" she had her head down so I raised it up to see a sad look on her face so I was confused, I thought she hated that man so why is she sad?

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