club and crowds made it impossible to make out anyone specific. Fuck him, she thought and then let a small smile play onto her lips, in that respect she had. Zach was back in his office, watching the camera in the foyer. Charlie still looked utterly delectable despite her wild hair and pale complexion. He picked up the scrap of lace that had once been her panties. His heart did a double thump in his chest as he held it up and breathed in the scent of her that still lingered there.
Despite her only leaving his arms less than half an hour ago he craved her touch once more. What would it be like to find her on her knees sucking him off, did she swallow or not? All these questions battered his mind, which felt alien to him as normally once he'd fucked someone he moved on to the next object of his desire. Leaning over his desk he tapped the keyboard and found the recording he wanted, the one from his inner office . Lounging back on the sofa he watched her light up the screen whilst he slipped his hand beneath his waistband.
Chapter 8
My phone rang at around eleven thirty on New Year's Eve and I picked it up hoping that it was one of two people, Sarah or James. It was neither.
“Is that Stephanie Eden?”
“Yes”
“It’ s Station commander Eric Last, Its James”
His words started to fade with the increased thump of my heartbeat. My free hand reached to rub my scar as I slipped into free fall.
“Are you able to come over to the station as quickly as possible and if there is anyone who can accompany you that would be best” I heard him say.
“Yes” I stammered, the shock still coursing through my body.
Pam and Peter were out at a friend’ s house, Jack was at the Dusk till Dawn party and all that left was Charlie. That was my only option depending on what the emergency was? A chill travelled down my spine as I found my handbag and pulled out the business card that Zach had given me. With trembling hand I dialled the number and waited for him to pick up.
“Evening, Dusk till Dawn , Zachar y King speaking, how can I help?” He answered smoothly.
“Mr King, I need your help, it's Charlotte's Mum” I paused for breath and to stop the tremor in my voice.
“Do you need to talk to her, as I would need to put an announcement out and then wait for her to respond” Zach replied.
“Just give her a message that I need to pick her and he r Julia u p at around twelve thirty . It’ s a family matter”
“Ok, I'll do that”
“Thank you”
Putting the phone down I ran upstairs and found a warm jumper to put on, trying to stem my shivering.
I let Jester out briefly and grabbed my mobile phone and handbag. My car keys were at the bottom and once Jester was settled in his basket I left the house. My scars throbbed in time with my rapi d heartbeat , surely if James had been injured or killed they would have sent the police . It felt like that dark night just over seventeen years ago . The bile rose in my throat but I pushed it bac k down , I didn't have time to throw up. I didn't even want to have time to think but with a drive ahead of me and Charlotte to collect I needed distraction.
Turning on the car stereo I caught the chimes of Big Ben from the midnight news report on Love Shack radio. The show was pre-recorded apart from the news. Then the dance tunes boomed into life as I reversed out onto the deserted street. I arrived at the club early and then just waited for Charlotte and Julia to appear. Every minute just gave me more time for speculation and worry. They saw me from the foyer and dashed out to th e car , Julia took the backseat as Charlie slid into the front and matched her pale face with mine.
“Oh god Mum, what' s happened . Is it James?” I nodded as I traversed the city centre traffic an d drunke n revellers on my way to the Fire Station. She glanced back at Julia, who reached her hand forward to clasp Charlotte's for the rest of the journey. The fire engines were