Perfect For Me by Lexy Timms

Author:Lexy Timms [Timms, Lexy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2015-10-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

The sun rises, poking a ray of light into Grady’s eyes. Along with the morning is a familiar buzz of his cellphone sitting on the nightstand. Without opening his eyes, he reaches for the phone and brings it up to his ear. He doesn’t bother saying a word, he’s too tired to speak. Instead, he lets whoever is on the other line talk first. While he waits, he glances to the spot next to him to find Lara still sleeping. Cradled in her arms is one of his pillows. She nuzzles her face into it as if it were a teddy bear.

“Grady, Grady, are you there?” the commissioner calls out in his usual gravelly voice.

“Yeah, I’m here,” he whispers so he won’t disturb Lara. “What’s going on?”

“Well first, I want to say it was ballsy using the tracker to make that drug bust.” He laughs. “Thanks to you, we were able to stop $200 million worth of cocaine from being sold on the streets of New York.”

“Anytime, sir,” he smiles. “Without getting caught.” He glances at Lara and decides even though she’s still sleeping, he should have this conversation in another room. He slides out of the bed naked and heads out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen. He needs water.

“That’s a key part to this phone call.”

Really? Why would not getting caught matter? “We got Dean. My job’s done, isn’t it? Took me less than a week to finish what you guys have been digging at for how long?” He can’t help but brag. He caught the bad guy, and got the girl.

“As impressive as that was,” Grady hears the commissioner’s tone shift, “the man we arrested along with Miles was NOT Dean.”

Grady freezes, his hand mid-air to the fridge door. “What? That’s not possible. Miles said the man was Dean.”

“Sorry, Grady, but his prints don’t match.”

“What prints?” Grady nearly shouts. He drops his voice as he glances at the empty staircase. “You never mentioned anything about fingerprints.”

“A set of prints came with the package, along with Dean’s shitty picture,” Baxton says. “The prints don’t match anyone in the database, so we believe those are Dean’s.”

“It may not be and the man you have in custody is the Dean you’re looking for.” Grady sighs, knowing he’s wrong. It was too good to be true. He never caught the bad guy that fast. Why had he wanted to believe it so bad? Lara. He wanted Lara out of this shit-trap.

“Sadly that’s not the case.” The commissioner sounds disheartened. “We ran this Dean-guy in custody’s prints. He’s a drug dealer we dealt with before. Goes by the name Dean, but he’s actually Antonio James. The guy’s probably one of the real Dean’s henchmen. We won’t know though. He’s lawyered up and isn’t going to spill anything to us. No matter what deal with offer him.” The commissioner mutters the last part under his breath.

Fuck! Grady jerks his hand over his short hair. “So, where do we go from here? What’s my next move?”

“There is no move for you, kid.

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