All Chapters of In My Godfather’s Bed : Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

Enzo:I watched them drag Tabitha into the back of the car. I still couldn't believe everything that had happened today.“Sir, we're going to need you to also come along so that we can take a statement from the both of you, since the both of you are also victims in the crime,” the officer said, looking at me sternly.I know that this was obviously going to be a difficult case. I still didn't think that something like this could have happened on such a casual work morning.“Do you have a vehicle with you, Sir?” The officer asked, and I nodded, pointing to my vehicle, which was parked in the parking lot.“Good. We are out of police cars, so I would like you to quietly come with us in your car. Any attempts to drive away or resist will be taken as resisting arrest, and if charged in court, you should be convicted."I understood well enough and signaled my driver to get the car ready.Soon I got in, and I couldn't help but sigh deeply. I had a few cuts on my face and arms, but nothing tha

Enzo:"Sir? Sir? Mr. Ross?" I was jolted back to reality by Office Sandy. My pen was in my hand, hovering over the paper on which I was writing my statement. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I couldn't stop thinking about Tabitha. The Sergeant who demanded to ask her questions was standing ten feet away from me. He was glaring. J could almost hear him snarling under his breath. I glared back unafraid. I was wishing he wanted a fight. I would have beaten him to a pulp to protect Tabitha. "Mr. Ross, we really need that statement." Officer Sandy interrupted me again, breaking my glare at the Sergeant. "Of course," I sighed and continued to write. My handwriting looked awful. I had changed from the neat cursive to something shaky and crooked. I almost couldn't believe that I was the one who was writing.In a few minutes, I was done and I handed the papers to Officer Sandy. She smiled, even though it didn't reach her eyes and placed it in a folder.It wasn't hard to tell that she

Tabitha:I hated sleeping in the hospital, hooked up to all the machines. I couldn’t even sleep a wink. My eyes were still wide open until the first rays of sunlight flooded into my window. My thoughts were pulled away by Enzo, reflexively squeezing my hands in my sleep. He had asked the driver to get him a change of clothes, and he had stayed by my side the entire time. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. It felt bad for putting him through so much. He was sitting on the chair, and his head was resting on the side of my bed at an awkward angle. He snored a little while he slept, and I had to clap my hands over my mouth to keep myself from laughing. Enzo Ross? Snoring? Who knew?However, it was a small moment of relief. The entire evening, the Sergeant had been patrolling in front of my room door. I knew because there was always a shadow that seemed to always pass right under my door. It was large, and the way it moved was rhythmic and stiff, like the pacing was pure musc