Kill Me Before I Speak
Chapter 1: Speak Up
Lucy cursed as she looked at her wrist watch. She was suppose to be at the police station an hour ago. She looked at the vanilla folder on her desk, her mind was made up.
As soon as Kyle was out of prison, she would have to report this to the police. She can't let this go on any longer. Lucy leaned back into her office chair sighing loudly.
The vanilla folder on her desk contained evidence that her boss was selling weapons illegally to terrorists. She couldn't believe the sweet old man was responsible for this. He was always so nice to everyone. Looks can be deceiving, she thought to herself bitterly.
~1~
Frank Tripp walked into the interrogation room with a stack of papers for Horatio in his hands.
"All it needs is your signature," Frank told him as he laid the papers out on the desk. "Wanna make sure everything was on books before for, uh, Kyle's trial."
"I appreciate that Frank." Horatio slowly shifted away from the window before looking over the forms crouching downwards to sign them.
"Who is this woman?" Horatio paused halfway bent over the custody forms, for Kyle and Lucy with the pen still on the paperwork, to look at Frank.
"She's Kyle's mother," he finished signing his name on the papers, before slowly straightening up to face the detective.
"That's not what I'm asking."
They stared at each other in silence for a moment.
"Who is she?" Frank pressed more firmly.
Horatio thought back to when he had told his sister-in-law, Yelina Salas, about his undercover work in Pensacola which lead him to Julia. He started to develop deep feelings for her, when one day, she just up and disappeared, no phone call no explanation, but now he knew why.
"Custody's a big step Horatio." Frank warned him. It took a lot to care for two kids, while trying to work as Lieutenant.
"Yes, it is," Horatio agreed with a nod. He knew it would be a challenge to try and raise two kids while working a dangerous job, but its what's best for them.
Horatio slowly walked out of the room, leaving Frank, standing alone.
~1~
She looked at her watch again and decided for the time being she would focus solely on Kyle and deal with the situation with the illegal weapons at hand later. She covered her face with her hands, dreading what she was going to have to do in a few hours.
Why is life so complicated? She wondered to herself brushing her hair out of her face. There was no such thing as normal anymore. Everything that revolved around her and Kyle always seemed to have a twist at the end and she was sick and tired of dealing with it.
Bang!
Her office door slammed open. Lucy gasped and stood up, quickly scrambling placing the vanilla folder into a stack of messy papers trying to hide it. She hadn't expected anyone else to still be here after hours. She looked up, a small smile on her face as she recognized her guest.
"Oh... it's only you," she let out a small laugh of relief.
