Trapped Underneath a Secret

9- Standing Up For Who I Am

I told the nurse that I am gonna go and if anything happen she needed to call me. I went back to my apartment and I had to pass Brian's to get to mine. I felt my heart break and my heart started pounding. I felt dizzy and I wanted to be there but I had to change and shower first. I got in my apartment and took off my clothes and turned the shower on. I wanted the water steaming hot so that the heat could relax me and make me feel like Brian's hands were massaging me and making me feel like a princess. It felt so amazing and I washed my body and how gross it looked. Four days it has been. My hair felt greasy and was in knots, the mascara that I barely had on was all on my face. It felt nice to feel clean again. I got out after like an hour and checked my phone.... nothing. At least that meant he was in the same condition when I left. I made me relieved a little.
I went to my room to change in my usual work clothes. Business casual pants that were easy to run in. A nice flowing shirt, and some nice cute boots. Not hardware boots but boots for women. I got my holster and got my gun and put it in and got my badge. I got my phone, pocketbook, and keys. I wasn't mentally or physically ready, but ready enough to solve the horrible beating of my boyfriend, and the nightmare wrenching crime of a beautiful innocent girl. I got to the precinct, everyone stopped and looked at me with so much sympathy and sorrow. "Please guys. Don't look at me as a victim, I'm here to bring justice." I smiled and the knew I just wanted to work and do my job. I opened up my case file and Chief came by me, "Hey... could you come to my office?" I looked up, "Why?" "Because I need to talk to you and it's a private matter." I got up and reluctantly went to his office. He closed the door and blinds, "An hour after Isabelle got booked she made a call." "Ok and? She's allowed that." "It was too a known hitman, we don't have proof but you need to know... for the case purposes." I got so angry like why wasn't I told this! I wanted to grab something and hit Chief because all this time and he didn't tell?!!!
"Why didn't you tell me! I deserved to know!" He looked at me and stared dead on with me, "Because you were a freaking mess Clar! I have NEVER seen you like that and I don't ever want too again! I want to get this monster Isabelle as much as you! But sitting here blaming other people for helping YOU get this case solved while you cry and letting you deal with something only makes it worse and won't solve anything! I don't blame you for dealing with emotions but don't get mad at me for giving you space." I felt like a mess and he was right but I did have a right to know I calmed down and took deep breaths, "You are right. But those times you texted me that you needed me. You could have said it's a [9-1-1] type situation or something. But thank you for supporting me and MY decisions." He smiled and agreed. At least we got somewhere.
After I left his office I went back to work and followed up on the hitman angle. I sent in a request for the audio of the jail calls for Isabelle and I hope I would get them. Then I looked at the timeline between Carly and Isabelle. A lot jumped out. Somehow they went to the same coffee shops, same clothing shops, same dry cleaners, same nail salon, same shoe shop. But from the tapes from the places Carly was at the day she had.... that happen to her. They didn't even know each other. Carly went in first then a couple minutes later or half an hour later, depending on what place, Isabelle followed. This made my theory that Isabelle did it stronger. Then something startled me.... my phone was ringing.
It was my work phone. I answered it and it was the people who would be able to give me the audio tapes and they said we could but we won't "What do you mean you won't!" "Ma'am you seem too involved, we don't want anything horrible to happen." "Hey! I am the lead detective on this case! Nothing biases me in any case what so ever! Give me the tapes or I'll have my Chief call you!" "I'm very sorry Ma'am, but I won't." "I am a lead detective on a case where a woman was first kidnapped going to a dinner, then she was tortured and between the tortures she was burned and brutally raped over and over again, then someone came and bashed her face in making her so unidentifiable that you would think that it was a monsters face. Now tell me where that involves a man who I am involved with is included in that crime?" The woman was silent and I could hear her heave and breath heavy, "I'm sorry detective, I was wrong and I hope you find the murderer. The tapes will be on your way and will be there in about an hour." I said thanks and hung up. I was so angry at her but I stood my ground. This wasn't about me or Brian or Carl. It was about bringing Carly Whitney justice, if Brian is included I'll bring him justice too but this beautiful innocent woman didn't deserve something you see in a horror movie to happen to her.