Together in Cedarwood by Megan Slayer

Together in Cedarwood by Megan Slayer

Author:Megan Slayer [Slayer, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781839430299
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Published: 2020-04-21T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

Remy winced as he slid onto the back seat of the police cruiser. He preferred having room to stretch out, but being transported in the back of an official vehicle kind of sucked. For all anyone on the outside knew, he’d done something wrong. Was that the kind of image the LGBT community and The Tribune wanted to share? Not in the least.

Still, he wasn’t in any shape to drive anywhere. His ribs ached from the punch, his face felt like someone had played the bongos on him and his head throbbed. What a great way to spend my afternoon.

His phone buzzed. He swiped his thumb across the screen to answer the call. Wearing his contacts might have been a good idea that morning, but he hadn’t planned on doing an interview. God, he was in sad shape.

“Hello?” he asked. “This is Remy.”

“Hi, Rem.”

He settled against the seat back. Maureen. He could handle talking to her right now. “What’s shakin’, baby?” He didn’t sound like his normal self and hated it. He wanted the whole damn situation to go away.

“I heard you went to the ER. Please tell me it’s nothing important? You’ve got all your pieces, right?” she asked.

“They’re all there. Some are a little bruised and tender, but I’ll live.” Thank God the X-rays proved he hadn’t sustained any broken bones. “But this is the second direct attack on members of the LGBT community.”

“Do you have your notes on the Coalition story?”

“Yeah, but what’s that got to do with anything? They fucked me up.” He hated to be blunt with her, but his restraint was gone.

“I know, honey. I’m sorry it happened. If I knew who it was, I’d go kung fu on their collective asses.”

He snorted. “You don’t know kung fu.”

“No, but I’d learn. You’re a good man, Remy Nicholas. Just because someone busted you up doesn’t mean you can’t get the story done.” She dropped her voice to a whisper. “Mr. Novack wished he had cameras there to witness the attack. Said it would make a great spread for the front page.”

Wonderful. He didn’t want his broken face all over The Tribune . “Sorry.”

“That said, he’s behind you. Write the story. The interview. Their side. All of it. Then write about your attack. I’ll polish for you, and we’ll get it in The Tribune . This can’t go unchecked.”

“I’ll see what I can do. I should have it in by now, and I don’t have anything done.” He rested his head against the back of the seat. “This is a mess.”

“No, you were hurt. Rest and see if you can get the story done tomorrow. You need to get your head in the game before you can write that, and if that means TLC with that hot boyfriend of yours, then you do that.” She laughed. “I’ll call you later.”

“Bye.” He hung up and sighed. He hadn’t expected that phone call. He figured he’d be looking for a new job. Mr. Novack and the other heads of the paper didn’t talk to the staff much.



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