My Boyfriend’s Childhood Sweetheart Set Me Up As An Escort Chapter 05
Going Live
By the time I get to my car, my phone is blowing up.
Sadie’s stream is still going. She’s inside now, replaying the photos for the camera. Zooming in on the arrest record.
The comments section is a war zone:
“Wait, that paper looks fake as hell”
“Why won’t she call the cousin on camera?”
“Streamer is unhinged, this is harassment”
“Someone call the cops; this is defamation”
“Nah, she’s guilty; look at her face in those pics”
I sit in my car. Engine running. Heat blasting.
My hands are still shaking. Not from the cold anymore.
Three years. Gone. Just like that.
I try Reeves again. This time, he picks up on the second ring.
“Commissioner? Everything all right? I just saw your missed calls—”
“Captain. I need you to pull something up for me.”
“The prostitution sting we ran last month. Every arrest record. Every booking photo.”
“And then I need you to look at something someone’s broadcasting online right now.”
“I’ll explain everything when I get there.”
A pause.
“Yes, ma’am. I’m on it.”
I hang up. Take a breath.
Then I pull out of the driveway and head for the precinct.
In the rearview mirror, the Griffin house glows warm and golden.
Full of people who just watched me get torn apart and didn’t say a word.
Merry Christmas.