A lie in the church 2 episode 10

🌹A lie in
the
church 2⛪️

( 💝Love and lie 😔)

BY XONA_2018

_Full book INFO_

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💘 chapter. 10 💘

I was in the interrogation room with three Detectives, the one with the carved beard sat in front of me, the second guy was pacing the room looking impatient, the other Detective was a female.

Her white and black suit made her look sassy, she was resting one h¡p on the table and staring at me.

My silence was driving them crazy even if they were trying hærd to hide it, we’d been in the room for almost thirty minutes and I hadn’t said a word.

No sound left my l-ips as I cried, the tears kept flowing down my cheeks. I stared blankly at the wall above the bearded Detective’s head.

“How long are we going to wait? It’s been half an hour.”
The one pacing asked sounding agitated.

“Let’s give her more time, she’s still in shock.”
The female Detective told him and I heard him grunt.

“She said her baby lived with the old lady.”
She said sounding concerned.

“How are we sure is true?”
I stopped myself from grabbing a chair to hit him, my hands clenched on my thighs.

Mrs. Porter was dead and Kayden was missing and this lunatic wasn’t helping my situation.

“I was told they found some toys around the house and a baby’s room but there was no child in the house.”
She told him but he didn’t say anything in return, he was already crowning me the suspect.

“We have been here for half an hour, please say something.”
The one in front of me pleaded.

“We can’t help you find your son if you don’t give us the answers we need, your answers might help us find your baby and the murderer.”

I wiped my tears away with the back of my palm and nodded. If my answer could help them find Kayden then I will tell them what they wanted to know, I would tell them everything.

“Water?”
I mumbled hoarsely, the female detective left with a smile.

“Finally,” The asshole behind me gr0×ned.

She returned with a bottle of water, I finished the water and dropped the empty bottle on the table.

“Are you ready?”
I gave them a firm nod.

“Good.”
The bearded cop exclaimed leaning forward and resting his hands on the table.

“I’m detective Dean Clooney, this’s detective Emily Sanders and he’s Detective James Luc.”
I refrained from eying the last name.

“Before we start, I want you to know this whole conversation is being recorded, it will be best if you cooperate with us.”
Detective Clooney explained.

“Okay.”

Emily brought out a note pad and a fountain pen.

“Firstly, tell us your name.”

“Chloe Simpson.”

“What’s your relationsh¡p with Mrs. Porter?”
I told them everything since Kayden was involved in the whole thing.

“So she offered to help you hide your baby?”
Emily asked giving me a weird look.

“Yes.”

“Why aren’t you allowed to visit after nine?”
James asked coming forward.

“Because that’s her bedtime, Kayden’s is 8:30.”
He nodded slowly at my answer.

“So no one knows about the baby except the both of you?”

“Well, not anymore.”

“Can you elaborate on your answer?”

“His father found out a few days ago and my best friend too.”
I didn’t know if I should involve Ryan. Vina threatened him and why would anyone wanna hurt Mrs. Porter?

“Is that all?”
Emily asked scribbling something on her notepad.

“No, there is this guy called Ryan.”
I didn’t care if they were going to lock me up, I would do it for my baby.

I told them everything that happened with Ryan. They all exchanged a look after I was done talking, I knew I was going to jail.

“So, when last did you see him?”
Dean asked.

“Tuesday morning before I left for work.”

“When last did you visit Mrs. Porter?”
James asked.

“Yesterday.”

“Time?”

“Around seven.”

“When did you leave?”

“Ten minutes to nine.”

“Did she call you or did you guys speak on the phone after that day?”

“No.”

“Was she in bad terms with anyone or does someone else visit her?”

“None that I know of.”

“You mentioned that you are protecting your son from the father, things didn’t end well between you two I guess.”

“Yes.”

“Did he threaten to do anything after he found out?”

“No.”

“You said he had some kinda mental problem?”

“Yeah but….”

“Okay, that will be all for now.”
Emily cut in not allowing me to finish my sentence.

“Ms. Simpson, I’m sorry but we have to arrest you for holding an individual hostage.”

“I understand but can’t you do that after we find my baby? Please.”

“Given the circumstances, and your paranoia; you will be arrested with bail but you have to spend 48hrs in jail before they can bail you out. If you have any relative or friend you wanna call to bail you out let me know.”
Detective Dean told me.

“Okay, please find my baby.”
I said more to Emily.

“We promise we’ll find your son. If you need a restraining order on your ex we can….”

“No, I don’t need that.”
I said standing up, were they seeing Tristan as a suspect?

I gave Detective James both wrists to handcuff, I bet he was dying to.

I did some paperwork and took my mug shot before I was escorted out of the room, I was taken to a cell downstairs.

“We’ll find him.”
They said to me before walking away.

Tears brimmed at the edge of my eyes as I thought of Kayden, was he still alive? Was his captor nice to him?

I took a seat on the cold floor and cried. This was all my fault, I didn’t know how Tristan was gonna react when he gets the news.
I spent my time in the cell in tears, I refused to eat anything and asked every prison warden that came about my baby.

The next day, I was allowed to make a call. I called Adrian and explained everything to him and he promised to come and bail me out.

I spent twelve more hours before an officer came to get me, telling me someone bailed me out.

I walked down the hallway with swollen eyes and a headache.

“Cassie.”
I looked up at Tristan, he stood up from the bench at the waiting area and walked toward me.

I broke into tears feeling worse than a few seconds ago. What if Kayden never gets to see his father again? It would all be my fault, everything was my fault.

“Hey.”
He said stopping in front of me, I moved closer and wrapped my arms around him, he stiffened at first taken aback by my action but hugged me back.

“Someone took him.”
I sobbed burying my face in his chest.

“Adrian told me everything, we’ll find him I promise. An amber alert was sent yesterday.”
He told me when I pulled away.

I nodded avoiding his eyes, knowing Tristan he’d put the whole blame on me, it was the perfect opportunity for him to tell me the kind of bad mother I was.

“I have no idea how it happened.”
I sobbed.

“I just wish I…this…this is all my fault.”
I cried.

“No, it’s not. We are going to find him.”
He brushed my tears away with his thumbs and put his arms around me. Right now I didn’t really care if I hated him, I needed the comfort.

“I’m so sorry, it’s all my fault.”
I muffled against his chest, there was no one else to blame but myself. Mrs. Porter was dead because of me, my sweet baby was missing because of me.

I increased my hold on him crying deeply.

“It’s fine, we’ll find him.”
He whispered rubbing my back soothingly.

I wasn’t expecting him to be nice, the Tristan I knew would have lost it and call me names.

“Please stop crying, we’ll find him.”
He stroked my hair softly, it was nice to have someone here, some assurance and a shoulder to cry on.

I pulled away after a while, I sniffed as I looked down at my old canvas.

“What did the cops say?”
I asked.

“They are still investigating, they didn’t find any footprints or anything. They told me the old lady was shot in the head.”

I tried to hold my tears back but failed.

He reached into his pocket and gave me his handkerchief. I took it mouthing thanks.

“Do they have any suspect?”

“No.”

What about Ryan?

“Wait here, let me have a little talk with the Sheriff.”
I nodded and took a seat.

Was Ryan behind this? Was this his revenge for what I did? Oh God, I was so screwed.

I brushed my hair back with one hand and leaned back on the seat.
Tristan returned some minutes later, we walked out of the building in silence.

Morris brought the car and we entered, it seemed Tristan still hated driving.

We maintained some distance between us in the car, the silence in the car was suffocating, Morris had to turn on the radio. I saw him smile when our eyes met in the mirror.

I took a glance at Tristan, he looked restless. He kept tapping his foot on the floor and gr0×ning once in a while, his fingers drummed on his th-gh.

I looked away, I knew he was angry and I was surprised he wasn’t taking it out on me.
If he lost another child, he’d never forgive me.

The car stopped in front of my apartment, it was the last place I wanted to be. The silence and million thoughts running through my head would drive me nuts.

I didn’t know how to ask him to stay or maybe take me to his place for now.
I opened the door and came out, we didn’t say a word to each other. He looked lost in his thoughts, did he even know the car had stopped?

I gave Morris a weak smile and walked to the building. I was really scared, what if Ryan was coming for me too?

I looked over my shoulder feeling paranoid, I entered the elevator with my heart racing.

I ran out of the elevator when it was about closing. I walked quickly out of the building hoping to meet up with them.

I bumped into a hærd chest, I stumbled back from the impact.

“Is someone chasing you?”
I looked up at Tristan, he looked behind me and around the building.

“No, I wanted to ask if I could stay at your place for a couple of days? I don’t feel safe here especially with Vina gone.”

Tbc