I kept my hand on Silver’s hip and leaned into her, forcing her back.
I backed up until Chevy’s over-the-top Escalade was behind us and I was in front of her.
Officer Moran’s eyes narrowed on the officer. “I don’t think you quite understand what and who I am. I’m an officer for Kilgore Police Department.”
I felt movement behind me, and Silver pulled her phone out of her pocket.
She slipped out from behind me and walked a few paces away before placing her phone to her ear.
I could hear her talking, but my focus was on Moran and what she was going to do.
Silver’s hushed conversation could barely be heard, but when the excitement sparked in her voice, I backed up slightly so I could hear what she was saying.
“…is she now. Well, I can tell you exactly where she is,” Silver was saying. “Yes, yes. Right. Thanks, Chief Roberts. I hope to hear from you soon.”
She moved until she was back between me, Chevy and the open door.
There wasn’t much space to be had, but she was a small slip of a woman and could fit easily.
“He okay?” Silver asked. “Aella’s freaking out.”
“He’s fine,” Chevy said. “And I know. I FaceTimed her so she could see him. She’s going to bed now.”
“Good,” Silver said. “She needs some sleep.”
“Yeah, she does.” Chevy sighed. “Kid’s teething, I think.”
“Ahh,” I said. “That’s fun.”
I remembered when Eedie was teething.
Elizabeth hated it because her sleep was disturbed, and I lived off of four hours of sleep a day for months until she finally had all of them in.
It was a nightmare.
“So, I called Kilgore Police Department and asked to speak with the chief. He was a nice guy. Named Luke Roberts. When I explained what was going on today, and what had happened last night when Moran cornered you at your shop, he was very interested because he’s been having an officer and a cruiser missing for twenty-four hours now,” Silver explained. “She asked to borrow it for personal reasons, and they agreed. But she’s past her twenty-four-hour allotment and Luke was starting to get worried about her.”
“Worry no more,” Chevy grumbled. “I have to get back to work. Can you handle this, Webber?”
“Yes,” I answered quickly. “I can more than handle this.”
Meaning, he trusted Silver, but she was in over her head with this stupid bitch and he wanted to make sure I could cover her.
“Okay, good,” he grumbled. “I was seconds away from heading into a surgery, so you won’t be able to get me again like that.”
“Go,” I said. “We’ll handle it from here.”
He muttered something under his breath, but stopped a few feet away from Moran when he said, “You endanger my kid or my wife’s sister again, and I’ll put you on your ass, too.”
Moran’s eyes narrowed. “I already told you I didn’t think that she was treating your kid right.”
“You’re so full of shit it’s coming out of your ears,” Chevy started walking again. “My sister-in-law would die before she let any harm come to my son. You’re just fabricating a lie you think might get you out of the hole you dug yourself.”
With that stellar parting comment, Chevy walked away, heading back to the hospital.
He did stop to talk to Assman, though, and tell him what he was doing.
Assman jerked his chin, nodding in understanding.
