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Chapter.27 WHAT ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS(PT.3)

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Troy couldn't sleep. He had been tossing and turning all night. He looked at his clock. It read 6:36 am. Damn.

He decided to get up and go downstairs. He fixed himself a hot cup of coffee. He leaned against the counter about to take a long sip contemplating on his next step to handle this whole Michael/Kayla situation, when his phone rang.

"Hello?" Troy said.

"Hi sir, it's Wilson over here at Shore Patrol. I have a situation on my hands, but I wanted to run it by you so you'll know what's going on. And sir, I need to tell you now, I can't cover his ass on this one. I have to report it due to the seriousness of the matter. And truthfully, if it all rings true, I'll have to hand this over to the police."

"You have to report what?" Troy asked, slightly irritated that he was receiving this call so early in the morning.

"Well sir, Michael has been accused of statutory rape, and sexual assault."

The Admiral shook his head for a moment, stunned.

"What the Fuck?!" he asked

"He was accused by someone with rape of a minor," Wilson said cautiously. "And sir, they are claiming that the person he raped was Kayla."

Troy couldn't say a word.

"Hello? Admiral?" he heard Wilson say on the line, but he couldn't talk just yet. It can't be true. Someone who knows for sure? Michael had said that he never touched her until she turned 18. Not that knowing that was comforting. But deep down Troy had believed him. And now it might have been forced? Oh God, the shit was about to hit the fan. No, break the fucking fan.

The Admiral was a good man. He respected all people. And if it were up to him, they would all be out of the job if he could enforce world peace. He believed in all of that corny doves and holding hands stuff. But...if that son of a bitch hurt his baby...especially when she was too young to do anything about it, under his own roof, no holding cell would keep him out and he would rip his fucking balls off and shove them down his throat.

"Admiral?" Wilson asked again.

Troy could feel the negative energy flowing through his body. "I'm here. I'll be down there in a few minutes. Is he there now?"

"No sir, but I'm having my men pick him up as we speak. I'll try to keep it with our department as long as possible until I can figure out what the hell is going on, but I may not have long. See you when you get here."

With that, Troy hung up the phone, grabbed his jacket and walked out.

Khris hadn't been able to sleep either, and when he heard the Admiral downstairs, he was about to join him until the phone rang. He wasn't sure what was said, but whatever it was, he didn't think it was good.

Khris ran downstairs and grabbed his keys. He knew the Admiral didn't want him to, but he was going to drag Kayla back here, Michael be damned!

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