Chapter 35: Druget Returns
It wasn’t Bobby Carlton who saved me and Jax that day. Although, I thought it should have been, just so Gloria could have gotten her money’s worth because of hiring the guy for his services.
I stared up at the basement’s thick, wooden rafters that held up the house and listened.
Two pairs of footsteps moved across the living room floor, into the dining room: slow, cautious, and wide. The footsteps stopped, started again, and entered the kitchen area.
Officer Jackie Druget’s familiar, deep, and feminine voice burst, “Perpetrator. He’s got a gun!”
Another person’s voice, masculine and direct, instructed Miller, “Freeze! Don’t move. Put the gun on the floor. Do it slow!”
“f**k you! f**k you both!” Miller yelled.
I imagined Druget leaning against the dining ro
