Chapter 25

Harrison

I leaned over in bed and smiled when I felt Carina’s body next to mine. Fuck, she was beautiful. Even as she laid there with her hair a mess, and slight makeup running down her face, she was the prettiest woman I had ever seen. I reached over and pulled her body close to mine. We were in my bed at my old apartment. I decided to bring her there last night after we left her parents’ house, so she could see the real me. I looked down at her, and smiled. I still could not believe that she was mine.

My phone rang out in the silent room. I quickly reached over and grabbed it and held back a curse when I heard the other voice on the line.

“Harrison, it’s O’Malley. Get into the precinct as quickly as you can,” and without another the word the call ended.

Shit. I hoped this had nothing to do with Ronald. If it did, I would need to figure out my story before I got down to the station. I leaned back over to Carina and kissed her on the cheek. She had quickly fallen back asleep. She stirred slightly under my lips.

“I need to go to the station, baby,” I said. “I’ll be back in a little bit, you stay here alright?” She opened her eyes slightly and nodded. Her head hit the pillow again and she was out like a light. I chuckled slightly as I got up to get dressed.

I threw on jeans and t-shirt and headed out to the station. On the drive there, I ran through all the possible scenarios in my head. If Ronald turned against the Dellucci’s I would need an alibi from someone that I wasn’t there last night, the problem was, I didn’t have one. I would have to just say that I was home alone, which was a shaky alibi, but it was all I had at the moment.

I walked into the station, and everyone was buzzing around the precinct. I hadn’t seen this place this busy since I started. O’Malley spotted me from across the squad room and called out to me.

“Harrison, my office. Now!”

A few detectives around me finally noticed I was there, but they quickly went back to what they were doing. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed several men in suits speaking with the detectives, and I wondered if they had busted some white-collar crime while I was suspended. I shrugged my shoulders and made my way to O’Malley’s office.

I walked in and he quickly shut the door. He walked over to his desk, and pulled out a cigar.

“Sit!” He commanded and I quickly sat down across from him. He silently cut the end of his cigar and pulled out his lighter.

“Ronald quit,” O’Malley said bluntly. He lit the cigar and puffed on it letting a cloud of smoke surround him, and he looked at me. “Do you know anything about that?”

“No, I had no idea,” I said.

O’Malley glared at me, trying to assess if I was telling the truth. Luckily from my training, I had become amazing at lying when I needed to. And since this was all to protect Carina, I would lie through my teeth for her. I held his stare and finally he sighed.

“He got some offer in New York he couldn’t turn down,” he said. “Your job is still here if you want it.”

I bit back a smile. “What about the Dellucci case?”

O’Malley let out a long sigh. “I’m sure you saw the fuckers in the suits when you walked in.” I nodded.

“We received an interesting call this morning. Right after Ronald gave me his two weeks. Seems as though the Dellucci family are FBI informants.”

“What?” I asked slightly taken back.

“Yeah. Turns out the family has been informing the FBI for quite some time on the different large-scale mafia families that they deal with. And the FBI got wind of our investigation into them, and decided to shut it down.”

Fuck. Tony really does have some powerful friends.

“What’s with the suits outside?” I asked

“They are collecting all the information that we gathered. We have been completely taken off the case, and we are in no way allowed to investigate the Dellucci family any more. They made some deal, where they have complete immunity for their information.”

I ran my hand through my short hair. I would have to somehow thank Tony for this later.

“What did you need to see me for then?” I asked.

O’Malley took another puff of his cigar. “There is still more crime in this fucking city,” he said. “So, like I said, your job is here for you still, if you want it.”

Silence permeated around us. I honestly had no idea what to say. I had loved my job as an undercover detective, but could I do that now with Carina in my life? Her family just got me out of hot water by getting the investigation on them pulled. How was I supposed to continue my job?

I cleared my throat, breaking the silence. “You know, O’Malley? As much as I would love to, my heart is just not in it anymore.”

O’Malley put down his cigar and stared at me. “What the fuck do you mean?”

“I mean, I’m sick of the undercover lifestyle, and putting my life constantly on the line.”

“Are you saying you want a desk job now?” O’Malley asked.

“No…I was thinking more of sergeant.”