Tortured Teardrops (Tamara's Teardrops Book 3) by P.D. Workman

Author:P.D. Workman [Workman, P.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: pd workman
Published: 2018-04-19T05:00:00+00:00

18

AT THE END of the day, it was Zobel who was there to pick her up again and take her home. Tamara didn’t stir when he entered the airless room. He took off his cap and wiped his forehead.

“Little warm in here!”

Blau had replaced Lynch at the desk. He turned his head to look sourly at Zobel.

“Your girl screwed up royally today.”

“Uh-oh.” Zobel looked over at Tamara. “Is she all right?”

“Other than being a complete psycho? Yes, she’s fine.”

Zobel couldn’t fail to miss the anger and sarcasm in Blau’s voice. Tamara breathed, trying to keep her consciousness suspended somewhere in the center of the room, where she didn’t have to think of the past or the future or who was angry with her or not. She could just keep floating there and not think about the consequences.

“What happened?” Zobel asked cautiously.

“She freaked out. Wouldn’t testify against him after all. Wouldn’t stay to answer questions and give her testimony.” He pointed to his swollen nose and scratched face. “Gave me this.”

Zobel cleared his throat and threw a look in Tamara’s direction. In a voice that was much flatter than his usual timbre, he said, “I did warn you that she was violent.”

That didn’t go over well with Blau. But Zobel was right, he had been warned.

“I’ll just be happy to have her off of my hands.” Blau pushed himself up from his chair with a grunt and went over to Tamara’s cage. This time when he inserted his key in the lock, Tamara didn’t try to stop him. She watched him through barely-cracked lids. “Your babysitter is here for you,” Blau sneered. “Come on out.” He swung the door open.

“Uh, we’ve got protocols for transfer,” Zobel said. “She stays in the cell until she’s shackled and chained.” He picked up the hardware he’d previously left in the guard room and entered the cell. Blau started to turn to go back to his desk work and Zobel turned his head to look at him. “Stand watch,” he said. “This is a two-person job.”

“You look more than capable of doing it yourself.”

“I can chain her, but I need a second person ready in case something was to go wrong. Most custody breaches happen during transfer.”

Blau made a huffing noise and stood where he was to supervise.

“Let’s go, French,” Zobel said.

Tamara didn’t move. Zobel waited for a few seconds and then approached her. “French. On your feet, please.”

When she still didn’t stir, he put a hand on her arm, nudging her into action. “Come on. Time to get out of here.”

Tamara didn’t have the energy to get to her feet. She wasn’t sure what Zobel was going to do about it, but she knew that she just wasn’t going to be able to do anything by herself.

Zobel’s hand moved to Tamara’s face, touching the back of his fingers to her hot, dry skin. He swore. “How long has she been sitting in here like this?”

Blau looked at Tamara. “Since she left the courtroom. Sat down there and hasn’t been a bother.

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