into the backseat of his car, before
both he and Detective Harris got in. I stared out the window, praying for a
sign that Tylon really had gotten away.
Chapter
Thirty-Two
“Tell us where he went, Karma,” Detective
Bensley said. It was about midnight and I had already been to the hospital. I
told them everything that had happened while we had been on the run and
anything else I could think of.
“I don t know! He beat me and raped me, then
you guys came in!” I cried. Detective Royce stood anxiously in the corner of
the room.
“Come on, Karma. Where would he go?” she
pushed.
“I don't know!” I cried again. I was standing,
since sitting was quite uncomfortable from what Tylon did. “We haven't gone
anywhere since he took me on the run! He allowed me to see my grandmother but
that was it! Tylon's been taking us from hotel to hotel this whole time. He
gets mad when I use the phone. I have no friends anymore. I don't even know how
Grandma is!”
“You mean he kept you hostage?” Ellie asked
me. I shrugged.
“I guess you could say that,” I started. “I
married him when we first left because I loved him. Things started changing
after he told me what he'd done. I just don't feel the same way I did then. A
part of me still loves him, but not like I did. If I knew where to find him I'd
help you,” I answered honestly. “He wouldn't let me leave. I wasn't allowed out
of his sight, except for when he worked his odd jobs. Then I was kept locked in
the room.” Detective Bensley looked over to Detective Royce who still stood in
the corner.
“Did you have a rape kit done tonight, Karma?”
Ellie changed the subject, her tone softening. I nodded.
“I can't believe he raped me. Tylon of all
people,” I whispered.
“Do you have somewhere to stay? Somewhere
Tylon can't find you?”
“All I have is my grandmother. My father has
nothing to do with me,” I told her.
“You can't go there. He'll be sure to find you
there,” she said.
“She could stay with me,” Oliver finally spoke.
He hadn't said one word during this whole interrogation. “I have plenty of
extra rooms.” Ellie hesitated before looking at me.
“Would you be willing to stay with Detective
Royce?” she asked. I shrugged.
“As long as he can protect me and cause me no harm,”
I answered.
“You know he can protect you and you know he
won't hurt you. He's a cop, Karma,” Detective Bensley soothed me. I shrugged
again.
“I suppose I could. I have nowhere else to
go.” Detective Bensley stood up then.
“Take her home, Oliver. Call me if Tylon comes
anywhere near her,” she told him, opening the door. Oliver put his hand gently
against the small of my back and led me out of the room.
“She's free to go?” Detective Bronson asked as
he saw us come out. He and Detective Harris were sitting at their desks.
“Karma was a hostage, Bronson. We have no
reason to hold her,” Detective Bensley told him.
“Well, I'm glad you're safe now, Princess,”
Detective Harris said to me. “We promised we'd help you.” I smiled faintly. I
was still in a lot of pain and just plain worn out.
“She'll be staying with Oliver until we can
catch Tylon. That way we know she's safe at all times,” Detective Bensley,
continued. Detective Harris and Detective Bronson looked at each other before
nodding.
“That would be best right now,” Detective
Harris said.
“Can we go?” I asked softly. The detectives
looked at each other, before Detective Royce led me out of the precinct and out
to his car. I was relieved that it was over for me, but I was still worried
about Tylon. I'd wait a couple of days before looking for him.
Chapter
Thirty-Three
When I woke up, I started to panic. I didn't
know where I was. After a few moments of looking around, it came back to me. On
the nightstand to the left of the bed was a picture of Detective Royce with his
four kids next to a telephone. There was a lamp on the stand as
both he and Detective Harris got in. I stared out the window, praying for a
sign that Tylon really had gotten away.
Chapter
Thirty-Two
“Tell us where he went, Karma,” Detective
Bensley said. It was about midnight and I had already been to the hospital. I
told them everything that had happened while we had been on the run and
anything else I could think of.
“I don t know! He beat me and raped me, then
you guys came in!” I cried. Detective Royce stood anxiously in the corner of
the room.
“Come on, Karma. Where would he go?” she
pushed.
“I don't know!” I cried again. I was standing,
since sitting was quite uncomfortable from what Tylon did. “We haven't gone
anywhere since he took me on the run! He allowed me to see my grandmother but
that was it! Tylon's been taking us from hotel to hotel this whole time. He
gets mad when I use the phone. I have no friends anymore. I don't even know how
Grandma is!”
“You mean he kept you hostage?” Ellie asked
me. I shrugged.
“I guess you could say that,” I started. “I
married him when we first left because I loved him. Things started changing
after he told me what he'd done. I just don't feel the same way I did then. A
part of me still loves him, but not like I did. If I knew where to find him I'd
help you,” I answered honestly. “He wouldn't let me leave. I wasn't allowed out
of his sight, except for when he worked his odd jobs. Then I was kept locked in
the room.” Detective Bensley looked over to Detective Royce who still stood in
the corner.
“Did you have a rape kit done tonight, Karma?”
Ellie changed the subject, her tone softening. I nodded.
“I can't believe he raped me. Tylon of all
people,” I whispered.
“Do you have somewhere to stay? Somewhere
Tylon can't find you?”
“All I have is my grandmother. My father has
nothing to do with me,” I told her.
“You can't go there. He'll be sure to find you
there,” she said.
“She could stay with me,” Oliver finally spoke.
He hadn't said one word during this whole interrogation. “I have plenty of
extra rooms.” Ellie hesitated before looking at me.
“Would you be willing to stay with Detective
Royce?” she asked. I shrugged.
“As long as he can protect me and cause me no harm,”
I answered.
“You know he can protect you and you know he
won't hurt you. He's a cop, Karma,” Detective Bensley soothed me. I shrugged
again.
“I suppose I could. I have nowhere else to
go.” Detective Bensley stood up then.
“Take her home, Oliver. Call me if Tylon comes
anywhere near her,” she told him, opening the door. Oliver put his hand gently
against the small of my back and led me out of the room.
“She's free to go?” Detective Bronson asked as
he saw us come out. He and Detective Harris were sitting at their desks.
“Karma was a hostage, Bronson. We have no
reason to hold her,” Detective Bensley told him.
“Well, I'm glad you're safe now, Princess,”
Detective Harris said to me. “We promised we'd help you.” I smiled faintly. I
was still in a lot of pain and just plain worn out.
“She'll be staying with Oliver until we can
catch Tylon. That way we know she's safe at all times,” Detective Bensley,
continued. Detective Harris and Detective Bronson looked at each other before
nodding.
“That would be best right now,” Detective
Harris said.
“Can we go?” I asked softly. The detectives
looked at each other, before Detective Royce led me out of the precinct and out
to his car. I was relieved that it was over for me, but I was still worried
about Tylon. I'd wait a couple of days before looking for him.
Chapter
Thirty-Three
When I woke up, I started to panic. I didn't
know where I was. After a few moments of looking around, it came back to me. On
the nightstand to the left of the bed was a picture of Detective Royce with his
four kids next to a telephone. There was a lamp on the stand as
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