“Hell of a madness, it has to be noted.” His mouth tipped up on one side.
“Amen,” she whispered.
“Right, that’s got him moving.” Chief Blake returned. “I told him Luna needed coffee, and I think he may be flying to Colombia to get the beans, just so they’re fresh for you.”
Luna laughed. Nash stayed silent.
“Just before we start, Nash, I voted for Dewy. Seems a solid traditional name and easy for you to call when it’s feeding time.”
Luna pressed her lips together to stop laughing as Nash hissed out a breath beside her.
“Okay now, let’s run through this. I don’t like to hear of this kind of thing happening in my town, and I want whoever did it caught, Miss McKinley.” Chief Blake sat at his desk. “Start at the beginning please.”
“I left Chocolate On The Rocks and headed for my car.”
“I think it’s fair to say that name will change to The Chocolate Place sooner or later. I’ll be going back for one of Albert’s brioches, but don’t tell the Robbins sisters that,” Chief Blake said.
“They were good,” Luna agreed. Nash said nothing.
“So you were parked behind Tea Total?” the chief asked.
“I was, and I had my hand on the door when I thought I heard footsteps. It was dark, but there were security lights. I turned but didn’t see anything. I began to open the door, and that is when I was hit on the head.”
She answered the questions as the Ryker Chief of Police asked them. He was thorough.
“Tell him about those women earlier. The ones who confronted you,” Nash said.
“I heard about them,” Chief Blake said. “Nasty business, but I guess it goes with the territory.”
“It does.”
“It’s bullshit, is what it is. Who actually lives their life with that stuff happening?” Nash growled.
“As it turns out, I do. I live my life in the public eye. This is just part of that.”
“And you’re happy with that?” Nash demanded.
“No one is happy with that, but it comes with who I am.” Luna’s temper tweaked at his tone.
“Yeah, well, it’s BS. You need to have a rethink if you’re faced with that shit all the time,” he snarled.
“It’s not daily,” Luna snapped back. “My life is good most of the time.”
“How can it be when you’re worrying about who’s coming at you next?”
Chief Blake cleared his throat.
“Sorry.” Luna turned from the rage in Nash’s eyes and looked at the Chief of Police. His arms were folded on his desk, and he had a small smile on his lips.
“If you can think of anything or anyone, you go on and let me know.” He handed her a card. “But for now, my advice is don’t walk about at night, and during the day stay with people.”
“Oh but—”
“Are you being deliberately stupid?” Nash demanded. “You could have been killed. Wise the fuck up.”
“You don’t get to speak to me like that!” Luna felt the leash on her temper slip. “This has nothing to do with you, so stay out of it!”
“I found you,” he ground out.
“Entertaining though this exchange is, I need to get out on the streets and fight some crime, so you two go on and take it outside.”
“Thank you, Chief Blake. I will be in touch if I remember anything.” Luna got out of her chair quickly, her temper still simmering. “I apologize for Nash’s behavior because I’m sure he won’t.”
The man beside her made a growling noise.
The man smiled and waved her words away. “Don’t give it a thought. The Trainers live in my town after all. Now you take it easy, you’ve had a rough time of things, but it’s my hope I’ll find out who did that to you.”
She nodded, managed a tight smile, then ignoring Nash, she stormed out of the building. He’d pissed her off again.