Desire

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“Go back?” I said.

“Yes! You have to go back and distract them.”

“How do I do that?”

“Simply being normal. If you don’t keep your composure, everything blows up.”

“Frank, I don’t think I can.”

“Yes, you can. Stephanie is still at the office, Detective Shoals is never too far from you and I will always be ahead of you. You just have to be there. Blowing your cover blows mine and everyone else’s that’s involved.”

"So, you just team with your son's partners?"

He chuckled. "Not exactly. They both have daddy issues and that's how he hooks them... He's more of Mack than I've ever wanted to accept but as far as the girls, I help them out. They're like my daughters."

“But wait, my mom! He’s been calling her and feeding her this story about cancer.”

“Your mom suspects nothing. More than anything, he’s using her as a blind reference. Feeding her information because she’s your mom. Gaining sympathy. Deysire, it’s going to be okay. I’m going to be right there with you.”

“Okay.” I agreed.

“Follow me.”

We walked into a backroom where there were so many monitors that were set up like a security room.

“Are you spying?” I asked.

“Something like it.” Frank replied with a half smile.

He pulled out a wig

“Here, put this on.”

“What? I’m not putting on someone’s wig.”

“It’s hair mixed with micro wires, some of the strands are actual wires that are undetected by the human eye. This is going to allow us to see, hear and track you.”

I looked in shock. The wig was nice and looked real. I definitely couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary. I did as he asked. I braided my hair down and put the wig on. Frank had everything for me to lay the lace so it looks natural. I’m sure Tamia helped him out. Once the wig was laid Frank said to me, “Beautiful, Deysire.”

“I asked how long would I have to wear this and he replied

“Within 24 hours, hopefully all of them will be taken down.”

He handed me my phone and told me to call Keith.

“He isn’t exactly speaking to me right now.”

“Just call him.”

I called and to my surprise he answered.

“Where are you?” He questioned.

Frank mouthed the words “Make something up.”

“I went out last night and had a little too much to drink. I’m on my way home.”

“Okay, well I have to go.”

Frank looked at me and said “He’s with Tamia.”

“Can’t we just call the police?” I asked

“Deysire, any evidence that the police finds right now will lead back to you.”