One Taste of You (One Taste #1) by Amanda Siegrist

Author:Amanda Siegrist [Siegrist, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01N1Y8L9U
Published: 2017-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

"So tell me, Mr. Johnson, do you like hurting women—people in general?" Zeke asked as he scowled at Mark from across the desk in the interrogation room.

"I have no idea what you're talking about or why you even arrested me. You made me look like a criminal in front of all my colleagues. This is ridiculous," Mark growled, slamming his handcuffed hands on the table. Zeke didn't flinch by the outburst, although his rage simmered below the surface to pound the guy into the floor.

"I would watch your violence with us, Mr. Johnson. We know how to fight back," Ben said straight-faced as he stood slightly behind Zeke near the door with his arms crossed.

"I want my lawyer. I'm not saying anything else until my lawyer gets here because I didn’t do anything wrong," Mark said smugly, leaning back in his chair.

Zeke smiled menacingly as he opened a folder, took a photo out, and laid it on the table in front of Mark.

"Sure, we'll get your lawyer. Have a quick look at this picture first. You don't need to say anything because we all know you did do something wrong. You put your filthy hands on a woman, bruising her arm. In my book, that's called an assault. In the law's book, that's also called an assault."

Mark's eyes glazed with rage staring at the picture of Zoe's arm. Zeke had called Susan after he left his house to take crime scene pictures of Zoe's bruise. He wanted all the evidence he could to nail the bastard. She had responded right away.

Looking at the photo himself, he could feel his fury bubbling rapidly to the surface, but he squashed it down, not wanting to ruin the case in any way. Mark was going to pay for what he did. The correct way.

Mark started to get red in the face as he leaned forward, resting his clenched hands on top of the table, staring threateningly at the picture.

"Still nothing to say, Mr. Johnson? No excuse why there's a bruise there. You threatened her. You told her not to call the police or she'd regret it. What did you mean by that? What would she regret? More physical harm?" Zeke edged further, trying to break the dam waiting to burst within Mark. He could see the intensity pouring from his eyes, wanting to reach inside the picture and inflict more pain on Zoe. Over his dead body would Mark ever lay another hand on her.

"I didn't hurt her. She's a damn liar. Zoe's nothing but a liar. She did that to herself," Mark yelled, slamming his hands on the picture, shoving it away.

Zeke grabbed the photo before it went flying to the floor, slamming it down in front of Mark. "Look! Take a good look. I see only a picture of an arm. I don't see a face. Who in the hell mentioned Zoe? You're the liar."

Zeke shoved it closer. "She upset you because she wouldn't go back to your filthy self. She knocked down your insecurities, making you look pathetic.

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