A Box Full of Trouble by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KaliOka Press

Chapter Thirty-One

Rizzo bounds in with the crime technicians, glares at all of us, shoots Victor an especially hard look, then stomps into the kitchen. I pad after him, keeping safely back so he doesn’t notice me. For a brief moment, I wonder if he figured out I was behind the siren escapade, but I realize he’s not the sort who would think a cat—even one as superior as I am—could do such a thing.

The crime technicians start prowling and dusting and examining, and Rizzo stands guard for a second before peeking back in the living room. I peer around the door facing to see the tableau he is watching—Abby and Victor smash together on the couch, his hand lightly resting on her thigh, her face tilts up at him. Victor is speaking too softly for me to hear. Lucas stands up and moves toward the kitchen. As soon as he is out of sight, Victor’s arms go around Abby and he pulls her closer to him. One of her hands strokes the bandage on his head. No doubt they are processing Abby’s new understanding that Victor was never Layla’s lover and they are giving in to their mutual attraction.

Rizzo rears back as if Abby were his sixteen-year-old daughter and Victor was a well-known predator.

Lucas nods at Rizzo as he steps into the kitchen, but doesn’t speak.

Rizzo snarls, as he stares at Victor and Abby, who have obviously forgotten there’s a roomful of cops in the next room. I think they look sweet together, but clearly Rizzo doesn’t agree.

“Son of a bitch,” he says, and stomps toward Abby and Victor.

I follow. Lucas hangs back in the kitchen.

“Can I see you a minute?” Rizzo points at Abby. He doesn’t sound chummy.

I can see her reluctance, but she rises and steps toward Rizzo, who immediately takes her arm and shuttles her down the hall. I step along beside Abby, but when Rizzo pulls her into the bedroom, he shuts the door in my face.

I scratch at the door, but Abby doesn’t let me in. Frustrated, I press my ear against the thick wooden door. I catch words here and there, mostly Rizzo’s. Something about Facebook and a scandal and the Navy.

“I don’t believe it.” Abby raises her voice as she speaks.

“I have proof.” Rizzo practically shouts this.

Lucas comes up behind me in the hallway and makes a move to pick me up. I dart out of reach of his hands and miss the next exchange between Rizzo and Abby.

I’m still playing cat and mouse with Lucas when Abby comes out of the bedroom. Her face is pale, her lips press against each other, and her eyes are narrow slits under her furrowed brow. It doesn’t take a skilled detective to read her. She’s angry. Very.

She marches in front of Victor, and, with her hands on her hips, tells him, “You better leave now.” Her tone of voice is not sweet.

Victor looks surprised and jumps up from the couch. Rizzo grabs him by the arm and pulls him toward the front door.

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