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Part 59 - Shattered

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(Nogla POV)
After Delirious was put into the ambulance car, I quickly got into my car, driving to Lui's house. I couldn't imagine what was he going through. And me? I was crushed and confused. Firstly because Evan was lying for no understandable reason, secondly because I lost Lui, thirdly because my boss wanted to promote me which would mean loosing Lui even more.

I slammed on his door, shouting his name. I didn't care about his neighbors. But he didn't answer even after ten minutes. I didn't give up. Climbing over the fence I got to his backyard. I grabbed the nearest thing I saw, which was the rock, and I smashed it with all my strength against the window on his door.

I carefully get rid of the sharps with the sleeves from my shirt and opened the door.

"Lui? Lui!" I shouted again, looking for any signs of him.

I walked into the living room, where was the absolute mess. His closet was wide opened, most of his clothes gone, few scattered on the ground. I tried so hard not to thing about the worst. That he was gone.

"Hands up! You're under arrest!" I heard some shouting behind me.

I turned around and saw police men, pointing a gun at me.

"What?" I didn't say anything else because they pinned me to the wall and handcuffed me.

"What the fuck are ya doing? I'm an FBI agent!" I growled at them.

"Yeah, yeah... and this is your house, right?"

They dragged me into the police car. I was pissed. About Lui being gone, about me being stupid and about how life could change in a blink of an eye.

I was sitting at the interrogation room, waiting for higher authority that should have come to talk with me.

"I'm so sorry, David. But neighbors called police that some man is behaving weirdly. My men thought you're the burglar," Jake, the head of the police station, greeted me once he came into the room.

"It's ok. Just let me go," I said tiredly.

They released me, and I got a phone call from George immediately after that.

"I'm sorry that happened."

What is he sorry about? That I got arrested most likely.

"It's ok."

"I need you to write down Evan's statement. I know it's late now, but tomorrow ok? And bring it to me."

"Yes, boss."

"And again I'm sorry."

I walked home, took my dogs out and then tried to sleep. But I couldn't. I saw him, broken and furious. And missed him. I missed him so much.

The next day I walked to Evan as quickly as possible. I was lucky enough to be the first visitor. I sat into the chair next to his bed, sighing loudly.