Lifesaver in a Bikini

Shot Fired!-3

G WAS PLACING HIS COMPLETED A-Wing fighter jet among his collection on the shelf when his mobile buzzed, vibrating on the table’s surface.

The caller could only be Lieutenant Sharkie. A unique ring tone for the SWAT boss told him so.

‘Hey, Boss?’

‘Are you guys okay? Is Queen okay?’

G frowned, ‘Why shouldn’t she be?’

‘G, turn on the TV.’

A sense of dread enveloped him. Almost instantaneously goose bumps spread along his arms.

He reached for the remote and turned on the television. There, in high definition, was a freeze-framed upper body shot of Queen. She was covered in blood.

G hung up on Sharkie, grabbed a polo shirt which he didn’t bother buttoning up, snatched his car keys and wallet. Barefoot, he rushed to his car.

The number of curious on-lookers had swelled.

G couldn’t get the car close to the beach. He stopped at the first spot available and parked awkwardly in a hurry, a long way from the crime scene. He ran to where the ice cream van was parked, desperately surveying the crowd on the look-out for his wife. He was furious with himself for not being there to protect her.

In the end, it was Lily and Moppet who found him. Both dogs sniffed Dad’s familiar scent in the air and bolted towards his direction.

‘Where’s Mom?’ he asked the canines, worry etched on his face.

‘Here,’ she called.

G gasped with relief to see Queen close behind them, having fought her way through the crowd. He ran his fingers through his hair, then walked to meet her halfway and pulled her close into a tight embrace.

She felt his heart beating out of his chest.

‘I’m so sorry. Are you hurt?’

‘No, I’m okay.’

She was shivering now that the adrenaline high had ebbed.

He removed his shirt to cover her, and placed a protective arm around her.

‘Let’s go home,’ he said.

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THAT NIGHT, VIDEOS appeared on the Net of a sexy lifesaver in a white bikini. Queen was horrified when she was told that the video of her had gone viral.

G spent all night shutting down the sites using his SWAT connections, but it was an uphill struggle.

Queen’s life had just gotten complicated. They just didn’t know how complicated it would be until the first of hundreds of parcels arrived at the forensics lab where she worked.

Things were about to get really, really ugly.