There’s four different guys and they take shifts in twos.”
“Yeah, and?”
“I could pick each of their faces out of a thousand different people. He. Ain’t. One. Of. Them.”
Furrowing his brow, he flicked his eyes to the computer and then back to me. “So he ain’t one of them?”
“No,” I said, shaking my head. “Someone is trying to stall the investigation. They’re playing us.”
Charlie stood there, his eyes blazing with anger. “Who would-”
“Fuck if I know, Charlie, but I’ve just pulled a shift watching Daley and all I want right now is food and my bed.”
Spinning around, I walked out the door, through the precinct and straight to my car.
Tomorrow, I’d think of what this meant. But for tonight, I was going home, eating some food with my woman and then going to bed.
Driving home from the preschool, I was too occupied with my thoughts from last night. Ty had come home late with food and we sat and ate while discussing the pros and cons to Eli learning how to box. Discussing it with Ty made it so much easier, and in the end, we came to the conclusion that it would be good for him but we were going to ask Evan to teach him. That way we had control over what he did and didn’t learn.
“What’s that mama?” Eli shouted as we were turning into the road that led to the compound.
“What’s, what, sweetie?”
“That, there!” Looking in the rear view mirror, I tried to see where he was pointing. Turning my head in that direction, I noticed what looked like a big ball of fur. So big, that at first I thought it was a bear, then it lifted its head and I realized that it was a dog.
Pulling over to the side of the road, I sat and watched him as he watched our car.
“Is it a dog, mama?”
“I think so.” I pulled my phone out and found Ty’s name, my eyes not moving from the dog.
“Hey,” he answered.
“Hey, erm…I think we’ve found a stray dog?” I squeaked down the line as the dog moved closer.
“A what?”
“A dog? But it’s like…really big.” I watched as it came even closer, pawing at the door. Unbuckling my belt, I leaned over the seat and met his eyes. They were so sad, and as soon as I saw them, I knew I couldn’t leave him there. Not like this.
He was holding his paw in the air so it was obvious that he was injured.
“Kay? Kay!” Ty shouted down the line, whatever he had said, I hadn’t heard a word of it.
“I’m gonna let him in,” I said to Ty.
“No, Kay don’t-” Pressing the end call button, I turned to Eli and took in his excited face.
“Don’t make any sudden movements or noises,” I said, turning the engine off and pushing my door open, the dog moved back cautiously.
I stepped out and walked slowly to the dog. “Hey, there,” I cooed. He wined and hobbled closer to me, sensing I wasn’t a danger to him. “What’s wrong?”
He whined louder as I moved closer, lowering his head, but still watching me with his eyes. Holding my hand out, I let him sniff me, letting him know that he was safe now.
I moved my hand closer, stroking his head. “That’s it, I won’t hurt you.”
Tilting my head, I tried to get a better look at his paw. All I could see was what looked like dried blood, matted into his fur and he looked way too skinny. Made even more obvious by the fact that he was such a big dog.
Still stroking him, I looked up to the passenger window and saw Eli’s face pressed against it, his nose squished to the side of his face. I chuckled, the noise startling the dog, I looked back down to him so that I could settle him and found him staring at Eli, his head tilted to the side.
It may not have been the best idea but my gut told me that he wasn’t going to hurt us so I made a snap decision.
“Get back in your seat, Eli.” I watched as he scrambled back over the seats and sat in his booster seat.
Walking around the back of the truck, I pulled the tailgate down and waved at the dog.
“Come on,” I urged him. He limped