Kevin
That detective, Winters, showed up again, the same nosy b.astard that had interfered in my personal business at Joy’s birthday party. That day, I assumed that Winters was just some random cop that Falcon kept on his payroll.
I didn’t expect I would have to face him again after the Bridal Expo. Things were just wrapping up, and I was about to take Flora to the car, when Winters blocked my path, along with a uniformed officer and the hotel manager.
“Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Jackson,” Winters said smoothly, “But I’d like to ask you both some questions before you leave.”
I tightened my grip on Flora’s arm. “This really isn’t a convenient time, Detective. Flora’s been working, and she’s tired, so I need to take her home.“ I started to step around him, but his arm shot out, blocking m
