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Chapter 15. Interrogation

The cops slowly approached Angel and I. We raised our hands above our heads.

“Angel Garcia?” One of the taller cops asked.

“Yes?” Angel knitted his eyebrows together.

“You’re under arrest,” he said.

“Are you fucking kidding me? For what?”

“The murder of Xavier Morales,” he said.

“Who in the fuck? I don’t even know who that is,” Angel growled.

“This must be some mistake,” I said.

“Oh, I think you do. Turn around and put your hands on your head.” The cop looked at me. “Sorry, but it isn’t a mistake.”

Angel stared at the cop for a long moment. He sighed and turned around. He put his hands on his head. Angel looked at me, worriedly.

I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t seem to find my voice.

They turned Angel around and walked him down the wedding aisle. The crowd stared after him in shock.

This can’t be happening. By the time I was able to move and breathe, they were already at the end of the aisle. I hiked up my dress and dashed down the aisle after them.

“Wait!” I called for them as they reached one of the cop cars.

The cop turned around.

Angel looked back, and his gaze locked with mine. He looked angry and confused.

“It’s my wedding day. Can I please at least have a few minutes with my husband?” I asked the cop. My eyes pleaded with his.

The cop sighed. “If I was you, I would get the divorce papers ready, sweetheart,” he muttered.

I glared at him as he walked away. “Fucking asshole,” I muttered. I turned to Angel. “What the hell is going on?”

“I don’t know yet, mami, but I didn’t do it. I don’t even know who they are talking about. Don’t believe whatever the fuck they tell you. I’m not stupid enough to get caught for murder,” he murmured to me so the cop couldn’t here. “When this is over, I’m going to sue the fucking cop shop.”

“I know, babe,” I said. “I’ll come to the police station. I will find out what happened.”

Angel nodded. “Maybe my luck isn’t as good as I thought, huh?”

“Maybe my bad luck overtakes your good luck,” I chuckled. “I told you it was bad luck to sleep together the night before.”

He rolled his eyes. “You ain’t kidding,” he muttered. He lowered his lips to mine and kissed me sweetly.

“Times up,” the cop said.

“I’m going to go find your parents,” I said.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you.” I hiked up my dress once again. I kicked my heels off and picked them up with the other hand. I dashed back down the beach to the wedding ceremony. I walked quickly back down the aisle.

Everyone stared at me as I turned to face them, so I could tell them what they should do next. I could just imagine what my family was thinking right now.

“Hi, everyone. So, today didn’t go as planned,” I grimaced. “I need Angel’s family to stay here. My family, you may as well get back on the first plane out of here. I can pay for your tickets if need be. The rest of the ceremony is over. Ace and Aria, we need to speak.”

Everyone got to their feet. My grandmother caught me before I could reach Ace and Aria.

“Mia, what on earth?”

“Grandma, he didn’t do anything. I don’t know what is going on yet, but I intend to get to the bottom of it. Just go home, Grams. I promise I will call you,” I said.

“You better,” she said and kissed my cheek.

My other relatives headed for their cars. I turned to face my new family. They were all staring at me, stunned.

“I don’t know who this person is, but some of us need to go to the police station and find out the exact story.”

“They could start raiding everything you own,” Ace said. “To find more evidence.”

“Can you have someone move the artillery to something Aria and you own? They would have to get a separate warrant for you guys, right?”

“Right,” Aria said. Aria turned to face Joey, Luis, Benny, Abel, and Austin. “You five need to go. Move it.”

“Where does he keep his keys to all that shit?” Austin asked.

“Um,” I said as I thought. “There is a drawer in the desk that is locked. It has all his keys to all his warehouses. The key for the desk is hung up on a key rack in our bedroom.”

“Okay, let’s go,” Austin said.

“Don’t get caught,” Ace said sternly.

“Have we ever?” Joey smirked.

“Well, this is a bit different,” Aria said.

“This is easy compared to some of our past jobs,” Benny said and rolled his eyes. The boys headed up toward the beach house.

“Dad, mom?” Aria turned to look at her parents. “Can you guys take Alana, Aiden, and Andrea?”

“Of course,” Carlos said. “Come on, kids.”

“Cecilia, if you want, you can go home,” I told her.

“Hell no, and miss this soap opera? I’m going to stay.”

I chuckled under my breath. “Okay, this should be really simple to prove. They have to have hard evidence to put him away for murder, right?”

“Right,” Ace said.

“What if I give him an alibi?”

“They could take you as an accessory. Don’t ever lie about an alibi,” Aria said.

“Fuck,” I muttered. “Let’s just go and see what is going on.”

We all headed up to the limo. Andersen was already in the limo. We all climbed inside. As soon as the door was shut, Andersen sped away.


I waited in the interrogation room to be questioned about Angel’s whereabouts. I still wasn’t sure what was going on.

A tall, bald-headed investigator came into the room. “Mia Martinez, isn’t it? The late Ademar Martinez’s daughter?”

“Yes,” I said.

“What would your father think if he was still here?” His voice was full of shame.

“Hmm,” I hummed. “Don’t talk about my father,” I spat. “My father liked Angel because he knew he was a good man.”

“Maybe your father didn’t know the truth about him. We have warrants to search everything that Angel owns,” he said.

“Go for it,” I said and shrugged.

“Do you know this guy?” He slid a picture across the table.

I swallowed hard. “Yes.”

“Who is he to you?”

“He goes to the same college as me,” I answered.

“He was brutally murdered last night by your husband.”

“I doubt that.”

“Really? Many witnesses saw the two have more than one confrontation. According to our witnesses, the confrontation seemed to be over you.”

“That is true. Xavier seemed to like me, but I barely knew him. Angel barely knew him. They never even spoke to each other.”

“Oh, they have spoken to each other.”

“How so?”

“Last night at a bar, during a bachelor party, I’m guessing? Xavier was at the bar, and the two exchanged some words. Then there was a physical altercation between the two outside of the bar. It’s on camera.”

“Okay, and are you saying that Angel killed him on camera during the altercation?” I asked.

“Well, not exactly. See, your husband’s friends pulled him away from Xavier. They left the bar and went back home. Then we believe later that night, Angel went back and killed Xavier at his apartment.”

I lifted my chin a fraction. “There is one tiny flaw with that theory.”

“What’s that?”

“When Angel came home after the bar, he climbed in bed with me.”

“Were you awake at four in the morning?”

I gritted my teeth. “No, I fell asleep around two-thirty.”

“So, perhaps Angel did have enough time?”

“See, we have an eyewitness that says a black Dodge Challenger rolled up to the house that night. The person who climbed out of the vehicle matched the description of Angel.”

“That is your proof?” I challenged.

“It’s enough to convince a jury, Mia,” he said.

“Can I see him?”

“Yes,” he said.

He turned and left the room. When he closed the door behind him, my head fell into my hands. I couldn’t deny how bad it looked. Angel had no alibi and had many witnesses proclaiming it was him.

The door opened again. Angel came in shackled and handcuffed still in his tux. The cop pushed him down in the chair across from me.

“No touching,” the cop said, and he left the room.

“They’re listening, mami,” Angel said.

“I know,” I sighed. “It looks bad, Angel.”

“I know it does, but I didn’t do it. I swear,” he said. “I fought with him at the bar because he said something stupid. I was buzzed, but I wasn’t drunk. After the guys pulled me away from the fight, we came home. As soon as I got home, I crawled into bed with you. I fell asleep about a half an hour after you did and didn’t get up until seven.”

“I believe you. I just have to figure out how to get them to believe it,” I muttered.

He nodded in agreement.

I leaned over the table and kissed him.

“No touching,” a cop scolded through a mic.

“Fuck off,” I growled.

Angel smirked.

“I better go,” I said.

“Yeah,” he said. “Try not to wait until my court date to get me out, mami.”

“I’ll get you out before that. We still have a honeymoon to go on,” I said and chuckled.

“See ya,” he said.

“Bye,” I said. I stood up and walked to the door.

The guard opened the door for me.

I turned and took one long last look at Angel. I was angry. Somebody set him up, and I was determined to find out who.

Ace and Aria were waiting in the lobby for me, along with the others.

“Well?” Aria asked as she stood up.

“Let’s go home. I’ll tell you everything,” I said.

The study wasn’t torn up too much from their search. I sat down at his desk in his chair. The others sat on the couch across from me. Andersen came in and poured everyone a drink. Carlos, Joey, Luis, Austin, Abel, and Benny came into the study.

“Did everything go, okay?” I asked.

“It’s moved,” Austin said.

“Good,” I said. “Thanks.” I turned my attention back to Ace and Aria.

I told them what the cops told me. I watched as their faces turned up into shock and anger.

“That is bullshit. They don’t have any solid evidence!” Aria growled.

“No, but it’s enough to convince a jury,” I said.

“So, what about this witness that saw Angel at the apartment?”

“We need to make a list of enemies. It has to be someone who hates him,” I said and rubbed my temples. “There has to be proof somewhere.”

“Agreed,” Ace said.

“We have to move fast, though,” Aria said.

“Looks like a job for me?” Benny asked. “I’ll start looking through the town’s cameras.”

“Wait, what about the cameras here at home?” I asked. “Check the ones here first, Benny.”

“Good idea,” Benny said.

I stood up to let him have Angel’s computer. Benny sat down, and his fingers moved quickly across the keyboard. His eyes were glued to the screen.

“How long will this take?”

“Just a few minutes for him to get back to the cameras from this morning,” Joey said.

“Oh,” I said. “I’m going to go change.” I was still in my wedding dress. I hiked up the dress and headed out of the study.

I got upstairs and changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I slipped into tennis shoes and headed back downstairs.

“Are you fucking kidding?!” Ace roared.

“What’s going on?” I asked as I strolled into the study.

“Um, we have a problem,” Benny said. “Someone deleted the footage from last night through this morning. The camera didn’t start back up until seven this morning.”

“Of course,” I spat. “So, there is definitely someone doing this.”

“But who?” Luis asked.

“They did a thorough job of making it look like Angel,” Benny said.

“Maybe we should find the crime scene?” I asked.

“No, you don’t want to tamper with evidence. If we did something like that, it could put him away permanently,” Austin said.

“Fuck!” I growled.

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