SCARRED - Part 6 (The SCARRED Series - Book 6)
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Authors: Kylie Walker
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SCARRED
Part 6
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By:
Kylie Walker
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Copyright © 2015 By: Kylie Walker
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J
ake was running across the sand towards Chloe when she suddenly fell limply forward. He felt the invisible hand of panic seize him around the throat. He could barely breathe as he tried to maneuver the shifting earth underneath his feet. He could hear nothing but chaos behind him, people yelling and sirens blaring. “Stop! Get on the ground! Put your hands in the air! This is your last warning! Take one more step and you will be shot.”
Jake was about three feet from where Chloe went down when he finally stopped and dropped to the ground like the police officer on the megaphone was ordering him to do. He could see her from where he was now...that’s what he needed. He needed to know that she was still breathing before they separated them and whisked her away in an ambulance. Her back was moving, ever so slightly up and down. She was still breathing but he could see that there was a thick pool of blood underneath her arm in spite of the makeshift bandage she had tied around it. She was quickly bleeding out.
“She needs an ambulance!” Jake yelled. He saw one when he drove in. They were waiting for clearance from the cops. “Now! She’s bleeding to death!” Cops suddenly surrounded him, guns drawn, and still yelling at him to stay down. Jake was on his belly with his hands behind his head. Chloe was facedown and they were losing her... “My name is Jake Stark. I’m an attorney out of New York. Miss Green is my client and trust me if you value your jobs and your freedom, you do not want to let her bleed to death in front of me. She needs medical attention now!”
One of the cops knelt next to Chloe and then said something to one of his partners that Jake didn’t hear. He lay there for what seemed like forever...praying in his head because at that point he felt completely helpless and there was nothing else to do. At last he heard the beeping sound of the ambulance backing up and a few seconds later he saw them approach from the side, carrying a stokes basket and a bagful of equipment. They put Chloe in the basket and began taking vital signs on her. One of the men was on the phone with the hospital as he put a pressure bandage on her arm. The other finished her vital signs and started an IV. Jake was watching them when suddenly he felt hands on his arms and he was pulled up out of the sand by a couple of less than gentle cops. Then, he was immediately handcuffed.
“What the fuck are the cuffs for?”
“We need to secure this scene and find out what’s going on.”
“I need to talk to the officer in charge of this mess. I’m her attorney. My brother is her fiancé. I need to call him. I need to let her family know what is going on...” None of them seemed to be listening as he was led to a police car. He was getting frustrated and suddenly knew how his clients felt who had pending charges for assault on the arresting officer. He raised his voice and said, “You saw me run the fuck over here from my car. I wasn’t here when any of this happened! She called me!”
The cop shoved him into the back of a police car and closed the door. He could see Chloe being loaded in the ambulance, thank God. He sat quietly, it wasn’t going to do any good to kick and scream the way he wanted to, but he was freaking out inside. He had no idea how Chloe was and he hadn’t even been able to call Derek. She was going to be at the hospital alone.
“Why is my son in the back of a police car?” Jake felt relief wash over him when he heard the sound of his father’s voice.
The officer in charge was an older man in a crisp blue uniform and hat. Whether it was Kevin’s sharp looking expensive suit or commanding voice, something caused him to suddenly take interest in Jake. “We were securing the scene, sir.”
“I don’t see what that has to do with my son being in the back of your car.” Jake’s dad walked over and looked into the window of the car that was rolled about a quarter of the way down. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, but they took Chloe to the hospital and they’ve had me sitting here for I don’t know how long. I told them I’m her attorney. We need to call her parents, Dad and Derek.”
“Chloe called them,” Kevin told him, “But they don’t know that she’s hurt.”
Meanwhile Jake heard the older officer ask his subordinate, “Did he tell you that he’s her attorney?”
“Yes, but I didn’t have any proof of that...”
“Did you ask for his I.D.?”
“No sir, but...”
“Get him out of there and un-cuff him!”
Jake was pulled out of the car, not quite as roughly as he was put in, and the young officer took the cuffs off his wrists. “Where did they take her?” he asked the police officer in charge.
“To the Rhode Island hospital over on Eddy. Mr. Stark, there is a dead body in the home.”
Jake didn’t say anything. They would definitely interview Chloe when she was up to it. That would be the time to talk. Until then, all he cared about was that Chloe would be okay. “Is my client under arrest?”
“Not yet. Do you know anything about what happened in there?”
“I have a good idea what happened,” Jake said, “But I wasn’t here, so you’ll have to speak with my client to get the details.”
“Can you tell me who the deceased is? He doesn’t have I.D. on his person.”
Jake looked at his dad and Kevin said, “I’ll take a look at him. If he’s who we think he is I can tentatively identify him for you so you can notify his family.”
The captain nodded, and Jake said, “Can I go now?”
“Yes, I’m sorry for the inconvenience,” the captain told him.
“I’ll see you at the hospital, Dad?”
“Of course, as soon as I’m finished here, I’ll be there. You go.”
Jake sprinted back across the beach to where he parked his car. When he got inside he grabbed his phone and when he did, he saw there was a missed call from Roxi. He put the car in gear and pushed his Bluetooth button. Then he called the Whitemore’s first. Trevor answered on the first ring,
“Chloe?”
“No Trevor, it’s Jake. Chloe has a cut on her arm and I’m not sure what else. She’s being taken to Rhode Island Hospital on Eddy.”
“We’ll be there as soon as we can.” Trevor hung up. Jake called Roxi next.
“Jake! What the fuck is going on? Chloe called me and said that Jesse is dead and just hung up!”
“He is. She killed him. I’m on my way to the hospital where they took her. Do you want me to pick you up?”
“Yes, I’m at the club. I’ll wait outside.” It took Jake about fifteen minutes to get to the club. True to her word, Roxi was waiting outside.
She didn’t even say hello when she slid into the car before she said, “What did that son of a bitch do to her?”
“She had something wrapped around her arm so I didn’t see the wound. I’m assuming he cut her though because it was gushing a lot of blood, even with the wrap on it. I don’t know what else was wrong with her. She passed out before I got a chance to really see or talk to her.”
“That little fucker is lucky she killed him. I would have loved to get a hold of him and spend a few days torturing him before I cut off his little pecker and shoved it down his throat.”
Jake chuckled lightly, “Somebody has a little violent streak.”
She looked at him with her beautiful eyes blazing and said, “Nobody messes with the people I care about.” Jake sobered and nodded. He felt the same way. He might not have expressed it as eloquently as Roxi...but he had his own ideas about what he would have liked to do to Jesse. As far as Jake was concerned, there were two types of low lives in this world that weren’t even worth defending...One of them was a pedophile and the other a man who likes to hurt women.
When they got to the hospital Jake told them he was her attorney...and her brother in law. Since he was the only “family” who had shown up, they were willing to talk to him. The receptionist sent him and Roxi into a waiting room and a few minutes later a middle-aged lady dressed in a casual business suit came in to talk to them.
“Hi, my name is Rhonda Pierce; I’m the case manager for surgical services.”
“Jake Stark. I’m Miss Green’s brother in law, and her attorney. This is her employer, Roxi Danworth. Is Chloe okay?”
“She’s in surgery at the moment. She has a four-inch laceration to her left arm. It sliced through tissue and muscle, all the way to the bone. It also cut through a major artery and she’s lost a lot of blood. They’ve given her two pints, but she will undoubtedly need more after surgery. They’re repairing the artery and the muscle will be closed up as best as they are able to. She also has multiple bruises and contusions all over her body, but luckily none of her bones are broken.”
“She’s going to be okay, though?”
“I’m not a physician Mr. Stark so I’ll have to leave that one for her surgeons. When she’s out of surgery and in recovery, they will come out and speak with you.”
“Okay,” Jake said. He was hoping for more, but they’d just been through this with Derek and he knew how things worked. When they were ready, they would come out and talk to him. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. The police are waiting outside to speak to her when she wakes up as well.” Jake ran a hand through his hair and said,
“Can you send them in here?”
“Of course.” When the lady was gone Roxi said,
“Are you going to tell them what happened?”
“I’ll give them a preliminary. They’ll still want to talk to Chloe, but maybe they won’t be circling like vultures.”
When the door opened back up, Kevin came in with two men in suits right behind him. “This is Detective Case and Detective Brady from the Rhode Island Police Department. This is my son and law partner, Jake Stark and...” Kevin and Roxi had never met. Roxi didn’t wait for Jake to introduce her. She held out her hand and said,
“Roxi Danforth.” Jake noticed the subtle look one of the detectives gave Roxi. He couldn’t help but wonder if he was one of her patrons, perhaps.
They shook Roxi and Jake’s hands and then Detective Case, a tall blonde man who didn’t look old enough to be out of high school, much less a detective said, “We need to get some information about what happened tonight.”
Jake nodded. “Let’s sit down.” They all sat and Jake started talking. He told them what he knew of Chloe’s relationship with Jesse, and Kevin filled in some of the blanks. When they got to the part where he tried to kill her, the other detective, and a surly looking little bald man raised a bushy eyebrow and said,
“Why isn’t he in prison?”
“He was,” Jake told him, “For two years.”
He raised the other eyebrow. “For attempted murder?”
“No, assault.”
“What the fuck?” the detective looked at Roxi and said, “Excuse me ma’am.” Roxi looked like she was trying not to laugh as she nodded at him to go on. “He nearly kills her and he gets two years for assault? Whose ass did he have to kiss for that?”
“Vince Donavan, the district attorney of New York is his father.”
“Son of a bitch!”
“You said it,” Jake said. “But, it didn’t stop there. Chloe moved, changed her name and her looks...but he still found her. As soon as he got out, he began stalking her. He beat her friend nearly to death with his bare hands and put her in the hospital. He’s been evading arrest ever since and we have good reason to believe during that time, he cut the brake lines on my brother’s car and caused him to have a terrible accident. He showed up at the condo tonight while she was alone. He planned on killing her, he told her so. Chloe fought back, Jesse ended up dead instead of her. It was self-defense.”
The young blonde was typing things into his tablet as Jake talked. He occasionally stole a glance at Roxi. She gave no indication that she knew him, but Jake was pretty sure she did. The older detective said, “We found the outstanding warrant on him when we ran his name through VICAP for the assault on the other girl...Chantelle. For now, she’s not under arrest, but when she’s up for it we’ll need a formal statement. You gentlemen know better than I do, of course...but it will be up to our D.A. whether or not to file charges.”
“We understand,” Kevin told him. “We would appreciate you giving her a day or two to heal before you interview her. She’s been through a lot.”
