King Me by Season Vining

Author:Season Vining
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Season Vining
Published: 2019-01-19T05:00:00+00:00

“I came home late last night. The street was dark and I just felt like something was off, you know? The glass was broken from the streetlight, but I decided to just hightail it home. I wasn’t in the best frame of mind to be making rational decisions.”

“You mean you were drunk,” King says, disappointment paints his tone and I die a little more inside.

“Yes,” I admit, keeping my attention on the two officers. “Anyway, when I got to the stairs, I was attacked. They dragged me into the alley and choked me until I passed out. I woke up early this morning and made my way up here. My door was wide open, but there was no one here. I slept until he showed up.” I jab a thumb in King’s direction.

“Can you give a description of the men?” Zander asks.

I shake my head and wrap my arms around my middle. “One of them had a long scar across his cheek. That’s all I remember.”

“Had you ever seen the men before?” Officer Zander scribbles in his notepad while I wonder what he’s writing in there.

“The man with the scar. I’d seen him before, at The Bulldog on Magazine Street,” I say. Zander nods and keeps writing. Silence stretches between us and I debate on telling him everything. His eyes meet mine and I feel like he can read my thoughts.

“Is there anything else you’d like to add?” he asks. His expression is not judgmental or expectant. It’s kind and hopeful and it makes me confess.

“This wasn’t the first time I was attacked,” I say, dropping my chin to my chest and looking at the floor. “But I didn’t see anything the first time.”

Officer Zander tucks his pen and notepad away and catches my gaze. “Miss Mills, is there a reason you seem to have a target on your back?”

I look to King, who offers nothing, and back to Zander. Blowing my bangs from my eyes, I shrug. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Try me,” he says. Again I shake my head. “Well, if you change your mind, give me a call.” He hands over a business card with his name and phone number on it.

The two officers search the apartment, but admit that nothing much ever comes of these cases. They leave me with a case number, and a feeling of helplessness.

“What do I do now?” I ask King. “I know what they want. They want me to give up and go home. But, I can’t let them win. I just can’t. I mean, I have most files backed up on a flash drive in my suitcase. I’ll just be missing the physical research and handwritten notes from my bag.”

“How long are you going to keep going, Laney? Until they kill you? This isn’t even about your dissertation anymore. You’ve become caught up in this obsession with the Bondye Saints.”

“It’s not an obsession,” I say, shaking my head. “I’ve just shifted the focus of my research to include this new development.

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