ROMANCE: DBL Coverage (Bad Boy Sports Romance)(Alpha Male Football Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Womens Fiction Romance) by Carly White Page A
Authors: Carly White
Getting an extra blanket from the closet, Andre covered her up and lay down next to her gently in the bed.
***
One night turned into several more. Maxwell had finally broken, telling his side of the story and what he had learned about the newly appointed Sheriff. David had been back in Waterton before all of the police tape was removed, back at the helm of his small little empire. It couldn’t have worked out better, though he hadn’t expected so many casualties. It didn’t matter though. All that mattered was that no matter what Maxwell said, they wouldn’t listen.
He was so sure of himself, that after a couple of quiet days back at home and at his new post, David had much of the product he had been selling back into the city. It wasn’t just drugs that he made money on, but guns as well and once Maxwell’s gang was off the streets, his area just grew by another town. It had been Maxwell keeping him from taking the town to begin with, but now that he was behind bars and would stay there for some time, all he had to worry about now was the son still lurking around. Andre would be found though, David was sure of that. He shouldn’t have taken the young daughter of the reporter. There was no way that he was going to get far.
David had slept well since being back in his home. He was sure that nothing was going to happen, the worst was over. Production and distribution had already begun. When he went to bed a week later and heard the doorbell at such a late hour, he didn’t think anything of it. He figured he was going to have to yell at someone, but as he swung the door wide, he wished he had put something more on than the robe barely covering his thick middle. There were several police officers at his door and they didn’t look like his own.
“Mr. Thompson, you are under arrest for the murder of Estelle Grindle.”
David looked at him with a slack jaw and tried to pretend that he didn’t know who he was talking about. “Just come with us Sir. You can give your story to your lawyer.”
David tried to close the door, still in half disbelief that it was happening. How could they have known when he had been so careful? His mind went to all of the stuff in his house and David knew then that even if they couldn’t prove that he had killed Maxwell’s wife, he was going away for a long time. Clamping his mouth shut, he was escorted out of his home like a common criminal. David blinked his eyes at the flashing lights in front of him.
Chapter 7
“Andre, get in here. You have to see this!” Namadi couldn’t believe what was on the screen. It was what they had been waiting to hear for a week and she couldn’t wait to see his face.
“If it is another special with your mother Namadi, I am really not in the mood.”
She saw his scowl and smiled. “You are going to want to see this one sourpuss.”
Another look, but then he saw footage of David being taken away. What Namadi didn’t realize was the name of his victim on the screen was actually his dead mothers. He sat down next to her and by the look on his face, Namadi realized that something was wrong. She had not expected him to look so devastated. “Andre?”
“My father knew all along.”
“Knew what?”
“That he killed my mother and he didn’t tell me.” Andre was stunned and though he couldn’t hear what the television was saying passed the pounding in his ears, he saw an old photo of his mother pass on the screen. It didn’t matter what was said. He was stuck on the fact that his father hadn’t told him. Why had he kept it a secret?
“I don’t understand. That woman is your mother?” She looked aghast and felt that way. “I am sorry Andre.” Her heart went out to him. The man looked devastated and no amount of muscles or tattoos could hide the look of pain in his face. He was just that young boy that had lost his mother and she found herself holding him. They had become close in the last week that they had stayed in the cabin. They had
***
One night turned into several more. Maxwell had finally broken, telling his side of the story and what he had learned about the newly appointed Sheriff. David had been back in Waterton before all of the police tape was removed, back at the helm of his small little empire. It couldn’t have worked out better, though he hadn’t expected so many casualties. It didn’t matter though. All that mattered was that no matter what Maxwell said, they wouldn’t listen.
He was so sure of himself, that after a couple of quiet days back at home and at his new post, David had much of the product he had been selling back into the city. It wasn’t just drugs that he made money on, but guns as well and once Maxwell’s gang was off the streets, his area just grew by another town. It had been Maxwell keeping him from taking the town to begin with, but now that he was behind bars and would stay there for some time, all he had to worry about now was the son still lurking around. Andre would be found though, David was sure of that. He shouldn’t have taken the young daughter of the reporter. There was no way that he was going to get far.
David had slept well since being back in his home. He was sure that nothing was going to happen, the worst was over. Production and distribution had already begun. When he went to bed a week later and heard the doorbell at such a late hour, he didn’t think anything of it. He figured he was going to have to yell at someone, but as he swung the door wide, he wished he had put something more on than the robe barely covering his thick middle. There were several police officers at his door and they didn’t look like his own.
“Mr. Thompson, you are under arrest for the murder of Estelle Grindle.”
David looked at him with a slack jaw and tried to pretend that he didn’t know who he was talking about. “Just come with us Sir. You can give your story to your lawyer.”
David tried to close the door, still in half disbelief that it was happening. How could they have known when he had been so careful? His mind went to all of the stuff in his house and David knew then that even if they couldn’t prove that he had killed Maxwell’s wife, he was going away for a long time. Clamping his mouth shut, he was escorted out of his home like a common criminal. David blinked his eyes at the flashing lights in front of him.
Chapter 7
“Andre, get in here. You have to see this!” Namadi couldn’t believe what was on the screen. It was what they had been waiting to hear for a week and she couldn’t wait to see his face.
“If it is another special with your mother Namadi, I am really not in the mood.”
She saw his scowl and smiled. “You are going to want to see this one sourpuss.”
Another look, but then he saw footage of David being taken away. What Namadi didn’t realize was the name of his victim on the screen was actually his dead mothers. He sat down next to her and by the look on his face, Namadi realized that something was wrong. She had not expected him to look so devastated. “Andre?”
“My father knew all along.”
“Knew what?”
“That he killed my mother and he didn’t tell me.” Andre was stunned and though he couldn’t hear what the television was saying passed the pounding in his ears, he saw an old photo of his mother pass on the screen. It didn’t matter what was said. He was stuck on the fact that his father hadn’t told him. Why had he kept it a secret?
“I don’t understand. That woman is your mother?” She looked aghast and felt that way. “I am sorry Andre.” Her heart went out to him. The man looked devastated and no amount of muscles or tattoos could hide the look of pain in his face. He was just that young boy that had lost his mother and she found herself holding him. They had become close in the last week that they had stayed in the cabin. They had
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