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case soon. Mayor Warren is excited, but I have a gut feeling something is going to happen. I don’t tell anyone how I’m feeling and I hope it’s just my mind playing tricks on me.
    Walking outside I see the guys with Evan by the grill and Tonya pouring us another margarita. Taking a seat next to her I adjust my sunglasses and enjoy the delicious margarita in my hand. This is how our days should be every day-surrounded by our friends and drinking a margarita.
    “You know what?” Tonya starts to say.
    “What?”
    “Our guy friends are H.O.T! Especially Mason and Devin. Why do you think they’re single? I mean, come on, they’re hot, officers and carry handcuffs.” She winks and creepily stares at our friends.
    Nearly spitting my drink I turn and slowly lower my sunglasses to see what she’s talking about. “Well first I can’t even look at Mason like that. We’ve known each other for so long and Devin’s like a brother so I’m out with your creepy observations and lust. Honestly, my husband is the hottest.”
    “Pssh whatever. Look at Clarke and the way his shirt is screaming for him to take it off so I can admire his body. You know for a man his age he’s damn hot.”
    “You okay over there? Need a moment?”
    “Oh shut up. Yes I am horny as hell and it’s because my husband would rather spend all of his time at the station than come home and be with me. It’s so annoying.”
    “Tell me about it,” I mutter in agreement. “We haven’t had sex in forever and I’m dying. But, this is the life we agreed to.”
    Tonya sighs and excuses herself from the table. Looking over at the guys I smile and wave. Our best friend, Mason, looks up and smiles at me then looks away. There’s something going on with everyone and I want to know what’s going on. I know Evan won’t tell me. Everything is kept secret, but maybe Mason will let me in. I take out my phone and send him a text.
Me: What’s going on?
Mason: What do you mean?
Me: Shut up and don’t lie to me. I mean it. What’s going on? I feel tension.
Mason: The case as usual.
Me: That’s all you can tell me?
Mason: Sorry, creepy.
Me: Oh shut up, ugly!
Mason: Ugly?
Me: Yep.
Mason: Right. I know you better than that, Care. You think I’m sexy as fuck. Admit it, baby. Say it and let me hear you.
Me: GAG.
    Tonya comes back and sits down again. “Who ya texting?” Tonya asks and I show her it’s Mason. “Ew, Mason,” she rolls her eyes. “Honestly, sometimes he thinks he’s God’s gift to the world.”
    “You think he’s sexy,” I remind her.
    Tonya sighs and nods her head. “He is. But I don’t need him knowing that I think he’s hot,” she laughs and her tone changes. “The case is fucking getting on my nerves.” I put away my phone and turn to face her so we can talk.
    “It’s frustrating, tiring and stupid,” I explain without sounding too much like a bitch. I know this is what Evan loves to do, but his cases are always a priority and I hate to wonder how long we’ll have to do this for. “This case is blowing my mind. How can one man get away with so much?”
    “Trust me. I get it.”
    Tonya Smith does get it. She’s married to Clarke Smith who is also Chief of Webster PD. They’re holding off on getting pregnant until things settle with his two-year-long case. Looking at my best friend I know she wants more than anything to be a mom and she would make a beautiful mother.
    “And to make it worse no one’s talking. They’re all afraid of this jackass. Don’t get me wrong I’m glad they’re making progress, but it’s still a hard case. There’s too many people involved and not a lot of evidence.”
    “Seriously,” I agree. “I wonder how long this case will go on for. I feel like it’s taking over our lives.”
    Tonya nods her head and we drink our drinks. Looking over I see Evan’s face and I don’t like his expression. The look he has is telling me he just heard some bad news and quickly I get up and find out what