Mob Justice by Morgan Kelley

Author:Morgan Kelley [Kelley, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-09T05:00:00+00:00

Family had come through.

Once again.

Chapter Nine

Park

W hen Dimitri pulled up to the park, so Poppy could take a few moments to regroup, he helplessly watched as she suffered. Without saying a word, Poppy got out and headed toward the bridge that went over the small pond. She stood there looking at the water, and he didn’t know what to do.

He wasn’t sure how to make her feel better.

This was out of his element, and he knew it.

Dimitri wanted to ease that pain, give her some peace, and soothe that hurt in her heart, but he wasn’t sure how to even go about doing that.

Did he reassure her?

Did he tell her the pain would go away?

All Dimitri knew was he knew what it felt like to feel that kind of pain.

As she stood there, he watched her checking out the ducks that were floating by and the babies following them. It was spring in Vegas, and that meant a rebirth.

For the few and lucky.

Heading over to a vendor selling coffee, he bought two and returned to her side. When he arrived there, he knew she was crying.

“Are you Poppy or Detective Wayne?” he asked.

“Is there a difference?” she asked.

“Yes, there is. Poppy would want me to comfort her and hold her. Detective Wayne would want me to let her work through it on her own. Unfortunately for me, they look the same, so I have to ask.”

When she didn’t laugh, Dimitri felt like he blew it.

Then she took the coffee.

“It’s Poppy.”

Dimitri took that as his invitation. Resting his arms on the metal rail beside hers, he gave her what she needed.

Someone to listen.

“I’m sorry it hurts after all these years. I’m sorry that it never healed, and this person has made it come back. If I could go back and change it, for you, I would.”

She believed him.

It was sincere.

“It stings. I wish my mother had made better choices in her life. I wish she put her kids first, but I remember all the visitors, the ‘uncles’, and the way we pretended we were okay. We weren’t.”

Dimitri understood that too.

“I wish my mother made better choices too,” he admitted. “Mine left me with a monster and I became one. That’s why I have to put Sam and Petra first because children shouldn’t be punished for their parents’ mistakes.”

“You’re not a monster,” she stated without even looking over at him.

Well, that was debatable, and he knew it.

“Ehhhh.”

There were days when he believed that, and days when he couldn’t be told otherwise. It was a tossup.

“We’ll get through this,” he offered. “We’ll make it through to the other side, and it will get better. I promise.”

She hoped he was right.

“Can I hold your hand?” he asked. “Can I be there for you when you need me to?” Dimitri asked.

God.

She needed that.

“Yes, please.”

“Who do you want to talk to next?”

“My father.”

Oye.

This was going to be a bad one. He could already tell. Dimitri wanted to talk her out of it. He wanted to tell her that it was a horrible idea, and not to torture herself.

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