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not your fault.”
    “I should have known something was off about him though, shit I lived with that lunatic, was in a relationship with him. I feel like a fucking fool.” He drops his head.
    “Stop it, Damien. You won’t have to worry about him anymore.” I can’t imagine what he’s going through right now.
    Red and blue flashing lights reflect off of the concrete road. I have no idea how long it took for the police to get here, but I’m glad they finally are. This bastard will finally be out of our lives.
    Damien stands up. “Stay here, let me handle this, baby.”
    “No way, I want to see them as they toss that asshole in the car and haul his ass off to jail where he should have been all along.” I follow behind Damien, as he walks out.
    I glance over to where Aaron is at. Fuck!

 
    Chapter Two

     
     
    In a panic, I jerk loose from Damien to get outside and look for Aaron. Two unit’s park with their headlights beaming across the yard and they step out. An ambulance drives in behind them.
    “He’s gone, he’s fucking gone,” I holler to the cops as they approach.
    Both officers draw their guns. “Who’s gone, what’s going on?” the officer asks.
    “Aaron, the one who just broke in our house, he was right here on the ground. Now he’s gone,” I yell. “Damien?”
    He comes to my side. “I’m right here.”
    “Search the area.” The first officer tells the other, who slowly disappears around the side of the house. “You both need to calm down, explain what is happening and I need a description.”
    “He has on jeans with a black t-shirt, black boots too. He has long brown hair and his name is Aaron Stevenson,” I spit out.
    “And he broke into your house? How do you know it was him?”
    “I know it was him because I’m the one who got him out of the house.” The cop glances at the blood on my shirt. “I don’t know how he even got in.” I’m trying to explain quickly, but I’m getting annoyed that he’s asking me questions and not doing something.
    “Officer, he used to live here with me. We know him well, there’s an outstanding assault case on him. He has a court date and apparently he was able to bond out somehow.”
    “You need to do something, this man is a nut job,” I chime in.
    “We’re sweeping the premises now. Is there any way he could have re-entered the home?” the officer asks.
    “No, we were blocking the front door. Aaron was right there.” I point to the ground. “We went back into the entryway to wait for you to get here and the back door is just across the room. There’s no way he came back in without us knowing. The other way in, is through the garage door and it’s closed.” I’m not even sure how he managed to move at all.
    “Let me go have a look around. I want you two to go inside and lock the door. Stay put until I return,” the officer instructs us.
    Damien nods and we walk back into the house. This is such bullshit, but there is nothing we can do about it. I need to stay by Damien right now, he’s trying to act calm, but I know he’s freaking out about the whole thing.
    The cop’s flashlight shines all over the back yard, near the pool, the outside bar, and behind the flowerbeds. An officer comes to the back glass patio door and taps on it. The other walks toward the side gate to exit the yard.
    “Okay, he’s not on the property. We’re going to drive through the neighborhood and see if we can spot anyone matching your description. I need to check the doors and windows to see how he got in. I’ll be right back.” The officer walks into the dining room area.
    They better find this fucker because if they don’t and Aaron shows up here again, he won’t take another breath in this lifetime.
    “Dax, I’m going to call Payce.” Damien crosses his arms across his chest.
    “Payce, the guy I met out on your job site? Why would you call him?” I ask.
    “He knows Aaron and all of his old running buddies. Maybe he can get word out about