Saturday August 31 , 2024
Faith moaned sharply as the sunlight hit her face from the big picture window that was in the wrong place.
Wait. Why was it in the wrong place?
She shook her head abruptly and regretted that move greatly. She reached out slowly to the other side of the bed and felt nothing at all. No warm soft fragrant skin. Her eyes popped open and suddenly it all came rushing back to her.
There was no Pamela beside her because Pamela was dead and gone forever. And it was all her fault.
She was not even in her own apartment.
She looked around the room and realized that she was in one of the upstairs guest rooms in her brother's house.
Her face was slightly confused as she tried to remember exactly what she was doing in her brother's house. Then it hit her. Her showing up drunk as hell after leaving Melinda. Her yelling at Spencer who had looked like she was about to beat him. Her brother had been a little drunk and looked like he was mad as fuck but at her.
Shit. She sat up and saw the bottle of aspirin on the nightstand next to a glass of water and a note. She gratefully tossed back three with water and then opened the note.
Faith, be lucky your brother in law is a very sweet man who adores you. It was his idea to give you a bed last night and aspirin today. Do not ever talk to him like that again. - DuBuis
She smiled sadly. Then she saw there was a hastily scribbled PS.
PS : Spencer decided to call that detective woman. He's still scared but he is willing to put that bastard Sands where he belongs. In jail. I think you little words last night had a lot to do with that. Thank you. I love you sis.
Faith sighed. At least something good came from last night.
Her cell phone that was also on the nightstand rang and she answered it," Lane. "
It was oddly enough Detective Nita Browne. " We got warrants for one Mr. Skip Sands on your brother in law's sexual assault. I figured we would go rouse him bright and early at his apartment. Wondered if you wanted to join us? Especially seeing you took the test for detective and did very well. My lieutenant is angling for you to fill an empty desk here but you didn't hear that from me. I also heard you got eyes on homicide. And gang unit. " She paused. " You can sit in on his questioning but just follow me and my partner lead. What you say? You in ? "
Faith's head was pounding. Her mouth tasted like she had been sucking on dirty nasty sweaty socks. The sun from the window was killing her. But she still forced out a small smile. Her career was what she did best. It was time to focus on career first and keep everything else way in the background.
( " What about love? ," Pamela had whispered that first night they had made love. " No life can flourish without love. " )
Faith said briskly," Give me thirty minutes and I'll meet you at headquarters. Thanks, Browne. I owe you. "
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ODDS OF LOVE : ONE MOMENT
Ficción GeneralThe continuing original and ongoing soap opera about the lives and loves of wheelchair bound math professor Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC Metro area.