The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139: A FRIEND IN DEED

Abigail

"NYPD! Put the pipe down! Put it down now!"

A bright light hit us suddenly, slightly blinding. There were two beams, swinging from the end of the alley.

The pressure of Gavin’s hand on my windpipe intensified, a malicious anger in his dark eyes.

"Let the lady go, sir. Now!"

With a curse, he shoved away from me. I dropped to my knees gasping for breath.Air flooded back in my throat, burning while my hands gripped the floor, trying to steady my blurry vision.

"On the ground! Hands where I can see them!" The cops ordered.

It took them long enough. I was so sure I would have been beaten to pulp by the time they arrived. The pipe dropped from Gavin’s hand with a clatter, hands raising up in the air.

"Ma’am." A hand fell on my shoulder and a woman’s voice reached my ears. "Ma’am, are you hurt?"

"I’m..." My voice came out thick and scratchy, I cleared my throat awkwardly. "I’m okay."

I was not entirely okay but nothing was broken and I could breathe now that I saw Gavin was on the ground with his hands being pulled behind his back by two cops.

"He’s been stalking my friend," I rushed out quickly, still on my knees. "My roommate. He followed us to our apartment building today, he got past our doorman somehow, he’s been watching her for days, his name is Gavin..." I stopped, and realized I didn’t know his last name.

"He works for someone, I think, I think he killed a detective named Raymond Cole, there was a phone, there’s a hacker in that basement with the phone right now and if they destroy it the evidence is gone-"

"Ma’am." The officer crouched in front of me, her eyes holding mine calmly. "I need you to breathe for me first. Then we’ll go through all of it. Okay?"

Oh I could do that. I could breathe.

The murderer cussed at me as he was hauled up to his feet.

"You have no idea what you’ve stepped into, bitch. This doesn’t end here-" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Sir." The male officer’s hand pressed firmly on his shoulder. "That’s enough."

Gavin got put in the back of the patrol car, the door closed and I dropped on my ass, leaning against the car the bastard had pinned me against.

That was a fucking gamble but it worked!

The female cop dropped a blanket around me and helped me up. "We’ll need you to come to the station with us ma’am, so we can get your statement."

"Of course," I nodded weakly, suddenly feeling drained. God, that was crazy as hell. What if the police had been just a few minutes late?

The bastard better be locked up permanently. As for the phone and the information on it I would find a way to get it later. As long as Gavin remained locked up, Annette wouldn’t have to live every day in terror.

We arrived at the police station ten minutes later. I was ushered into a bull pen where several cops were seated behind their desk working. The female officer handed me a cup of tea before settings crossed from me with a notepad, asking questions.

After some thirty minutes of questioning and having a medic check if I was bruised anywhere, I was free to go.

I sat in the lobby, feeling terribly tired when I dialed Annette’s number. She picked up before the first ring even finished ringing. "Abigail Kellerman, where in the absolute hell are you?!"

What did I do to deserve such a loving bestfriend like mine?

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