Chapter 8

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            As Playful As A Puppy

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As Playful As A Puppy

Hannah

"So Christopher you are telling me there are no leads at all? Last I knew there were a few leads" Hannah argues on the phone that night.

"I am sorry Hannah. I can't tell you a thing until I find out more. Are you safe? Or does someone need to come out?" her former husband's best friend asks her.

"I am fine right now. Nothing has come up which is good. I have not even had a chance to tell my family that I moved out here yet" she sighs.

"Don't do that" exclaims Christopher.

"Why not?" she asks.

"Well, you never know who murdered your man. You can't trust anyone. Not even blood" he begins to say.

"I know you Chris. You were always a horrid secret keeper. Tell me what is going on? You know something don't you?" demands Hannah.

"I do. But I can't say until it is confirmed. Promise me you will not call anyone else back home" he begs of her.

"That bad huh?" she sighs.

"Yes" he mumbles. "I am only trying to keep you and Mimi safe. That is what Carlos would have wanted"

"I know he would have. Look, I won't call back home. Only you. For now. Only if you keep me updated on news" she demands.

"You have yourself a deal" he says to her.

"Call me if we are in any danger" she pleads.

"You know I will. Better than that you know I would be there in a heartbeat to take down this criminal ass" he grumbles.

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Her phone rings. It was her brother-in-law checking in. Her former one. Paul.

"Alright, call me later. Keep in touch" she sighs.

"We will catch this bastard who killed Carlos" he promises her.

"I hope so. I will feel better when they are behind bars" she says as tears come to her eyes.

"Me to" agrees Christopher. "Keep safe Hannah, bye" he says before he hangs up. Hannah sniffs back tears as she thinks about her poor Carlos she missed with her whole heart.

She grabs a tissue thinking of the time she came back to find her husband right outside her home lying in a pool of his own blood.

Shot right at home. What kind of animal would do that to a cop? At his home? For his family to see.

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"Momma?" Mimi says sleepily as she yawns coming out in her moose print green pj's.

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