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“Everett?”

She turned the corner of the room to find the bed.

And what was left of Everett.

She started screaming and all hell broke loose.

Chapter Twenty

“Where is she!”

Killian realized his voice was doubled, and found Paul running down the hall in the opposite direction to the same destination as his.

Detective Garabaldi looked in both direction and motioned them in to the room. Killian shoved his way in and Paul was hot on his tail. Garabaldi slammed the door and locked it. “You both need to calm the fuck down. Immediately. Having half of her harem freaking out around her is not going to help. We had to book her once she got a clean bill from the hospital--”

“I know, that’s how I found out.” Killian growled. “If I had known what the hell was going on, I would have told them to make something up.”

“I wish you had,” Paul stated. “She’s pretty fucked in the head.”

“You saw the scene, Doctor Wainwright.” Killian tried to calm himself down. “What are we talking about here?”

Paul put a hand to his head. “Sweet Christ, Kay. You don’t even want to know.”

“I do,” he said. He looked at Paul and then Garabaldi and back to Paul. “I’m in love with her. I need to know what’s going on.”

“Did you just… did you just admit to Cece’s fiancé that you’re in love with her?” Garabaldi shook his head in disbelief.

“It’s okay, detective,” Paul said. “We knew that we were going into this marriage for our own reasons. I didn’t know who you were, Kay. But this might work to our advantage.”

“What was the scene like? Paul, Simon, please. Tell me what’s really going on here.”

Detective Garabaldi hit a button and a screen rolled up on the left hand side of the room. It revealed a cold, white room with an industrial table, an uncomfortable looking chair, and Cece. Cece looked like hell warmed over—tears just kept flowing down her face and every once in a while, she’d grow completely hysterical and slam her hands on the table and start wailing instead of crying.

Cece looked haggard, her visage was ghostly. Her usually impeccable clothes were askew and coated in blood. Her skirt was ripped and she still had the hospital bracelet on her arm.

“What the fuck happened?” Killian took a few strides to the window.

“We had to arrest her,” Garabaldi said. “We don’t have a choice. Not only is she the prime suspect, she’s the only suspect at the moment.”

“Wainwright?” Killian looked at Paul.

Paul heaved a sigh. “As far as I know, from her hysterics when I got there, she opened the door to find Everett dead. He was in one piece, but just barely. There was a fight of some sort, and Everett Milhouse isn’t known for his physical prowess. He was overpowered handily and they tied him up. He was shot in the abdomen, and had his veins cut strategically. He bled out, and don’t tell her this, but he suffered badly. She found him, dead. Or allegedly she found him dead.”

“Why did she find him? What the hell were they doing there?”

“Milhouse was found with his genitals bound, artfully. It didn’t have anything to do with how they found him trussed up.” Garabaldi tapped the folder on the table. “Apparently, she and Everett were having an affair. He was a kinky motherfucker; and liked being tied up.”

“What has that got to do with her sitting in that holding tank?”

Garabaldi sighed. “They found her cradling him, screaming and rocking him. She was yelling that she didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“They think she murdered Everett Milhouse?”

“Oh, no. Nothing that simple.” Garabaldi shook his head. “They think she screwed him, tied him up, shot him, bled him, and nearly dismembered him.”

“What the hell…” Killian was dumbfounded.

Paul put a hand to his head. “It gets worse.”

“Worse how?”

“They know she works at Imperial.” Garabaldi pulled out his phone to check the text message that had just come in. “Oh, shit.”

“Oh shit?” Paul asked.

“They not only know she works at Imperial, but that she’s a dominatrix with a penchant for fancy ropes.” Garabaldi held up the phone so they could see the screen. “And on top of them holding Cece for the murder, Hannah Robbe has gone missing.”

…TO BE CONTINUED…

Untied

Club Imperial 5

Coming Late Fall 2015

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Armed with her Bachelors of English, Literature from Montclair State University and a pen name,
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has set her mind to writing erotic romances which are kinky, dirty, and fun. She is a lackadaisical laundry goddess, and an expert in the profundities of bad music and awful literature– thanks to her husband. An East Coast dweller, currently located in the Philadelphia Tristate area, she is the proud servants of four cats and a betta fish.

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