Guarding Secrets by Pat Tucker

Author:Pat Tucker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Strebor Books

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CHARISMA

“You got two kids with him, so we know you’ll say anything to try and protect him. We know you wasn’t with him like he’s saying.”

His thick fist connecting with the desk made me jump like I’d just touched a fence that was electrified.

“Don’t lie!”

The light seemed extra hot and I was hungry. The room they had me in was small and I was sweating like I never knew possible. My wrists hurt too; the handcuffs felt like they were cutting into my skin.

But I was too scared to ask them to loosen the cuffs or take them off.

They must’ve thought I might try to escape because they kept me cuffed to that table for the longest. I was so tired of sitting, it felt like my butt was replaced by only a bone. I was also tired of crying and tired of being questioned.

“We’re getting the surveillance video and we’re gonna see him on it. So, I’ll ask you again. Was Corey McCray with you the night in question?”

Spit gathered at the corners of his mouth as he talked to me.

“You bet’ not lie to me again!” He was so angry.

I swallowed what felt like a real big hair ball trapped in my throat.

The detective leaned over me, and got all in my face. His breath smelled like stale coffee and old cigarettes.

“Let me remind you. Perjury is very serious. It’s a crime. You could go to jail yourself, lose your kids and he’ll become a ward of the state.”

His threat made me gasp. Before he made another one, thoughts of my kids being taken away popped into my mind. I hated Corey for getting kicked off the football team, dropping out of school, hanging out, getting caught up with his loser friends, and doing whatever he had done to make the cops question me.

We had stayed in Waco after we both had dropped out. We were there and together for like six years, working and living. Then I got pregnant again.

It wasn’t that big of a deal because I was twenty-four. Baby number two came at twenty-five; money got real tight and Corey started selling weed.

“Do you love that crook so much you’re willing to go to jail for him?”

I was sick of Corey and sick of the drama he had brought into our lives. When Corey went to jail for two years, I moved back to Houston to be closer to family. By then, family only consisted of Lena and Lance. I was never close with my aunt or our grandmother.

Even back at home, for a long time, I was scared the police would come after me.

“Ms. Jones, you are under arrest!”

When the cold, hard metal touched my wrist again, memories of that long-ago day in the interrogation room came back in a flash.

This time I was the one going to jail. And this time, I couldn’t pin it all on Corey. I needed to take the blame myself.

The phone rang, waking me up, and I left the past and that horrible time of my life back there.

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