It appeared like a strong plan. They’d simply depart it for him. Then she might put all of it up to now.

“Okay.”

Yeah, we’ll simply drop it off. She’d by no means have to truly see him. Not him. Mick. His bloodied face and mangled physique got here at her as if he had been an apparition standing in entrance of her. The lower alongside his head was so deep the blood nearly appeared black. Even the highway appeared drenched in his blood. Irrespective of how arduous she’d attempt, she’d by no means rid her thoughts of the sight.

Macy moved to stand up, and Cheyenne grabbed her hand. She opened her mouth, and her lips clamped. She was shedding her shit with the imaginative and prescient of him mendacity within the highway. “There was a lot blood, Mace.” A tear escaped from her eye. “I’ve by no means seen something prefer it.” Cheyenne sniffled. “It was horrible.” Macy instantly sat, taking Cheyenne into her arms for a decent hug. Cheyenne remained in her finest good friend’s embrace for fairly a while. She wanted it.

“Let me get my bag. We’ll do it now and be executed with it.” With a decent squeeze, she launched Cheyenne and acquired up.

She nodded, staring down on the envelope Macy had dropped onto the ground. Pull your self collectively. A lot for being an excellent Samaritan. She slumped down on the sofa and swiped it up. This a lot money and a physique half?

She sucked in a breath simply as she heard the knock. She whipped her head towards the door, and Macy appeared from the small kitchen.

“Who’s it?” she mouthed.

Cheyenne’s eyes widened, and she or he shrugged, holding tight to the breath she had simply gasped. She watched Macy inch close to the door, however her stare was on Cheyenne. They had been overreacting. Somebody knocking on their door was not remarkable.

“Yeah?” Macy shouted.

“I’m on the lookout for Cheyenne Wilcox.”

Her again straightened. Oh shit.

“Who’s asking?”

“Detective Ross from the Blacksburg PD.”

Macy gasped, and her mouth dropped open. Cheyenne shot up from the sofa and instantly dropped her gaze to the envelope. Macy shook her head and mouthed once more. “Conceal it.”

“The place?” she whispered in full panic mode.

“I don’t know.” They each frantically appeared across the room till the detective knocked once more. Macy pointed to the sofa. “Beneath the cushion.”

Cheyenne adopted her directions and patted the cushion down earlier than standing again up.

“Yeah, um, what do you want? Chey already talked to the cops.”

A comfortable masculine chuckle echoed previous the door. “That is extraordinarily awkward. Would you thoughts opening up?”

Cheyenne nodded, and Macy unlatched the door and stepped again as she opened it. The detective stood within the doorway, taking on many of the house.

“Whats up.” His smile reminded her of a cop on TV, welcoming however suspicious. In fact he was suspicious. Every thing they’d simply executed screamed they had been hiding one thing.

Macy grinned and reached out her hand. “Hello, I’m Macy.”

“Pleasure, Macy.” His gaze shifted, and his smile grew. “You should be Cheyenne?”

Cheyenne nodded and took the hand he supplied. She pulled again and wiped her hand on her denims. Her palms had been so sweaty there was no approach he would miss it.

“I’m sorry to trouble you. I simply have a number of extra questions in regards to the accident, for those who don’t thoughts?”

She squirmed the place she stood. “Certain, however, um, I advised the officer on the scene all the pieces.”

He nodded and pulled out a Blackberry. “Yeah, I acquired the data, and I recognize you giving us all the pieces. However the driver of the automobile? You didn’t see him?”

She had been sincere when she’d been questioned on the scene. With all the pieces occurring, and all of the police and ambulance, her thoughts was shady to particulars. She couldn’t bear in mind the person. It wasn’t till now his face appeared in her head. It was a grainy resemblance, one she won’t have the ability to describe, but when he stood in entrance of her, she’d have the ability to decide him out.

“Not likely.”

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