Sleeping With The CEO-Chapter 334: Brief Paranoia

In all honesty, when Derek had walked into the police station. He had been expecting to go through a great deal of difficulty. After all, despite wanting cooperation from the public. The police were not known to be very cooperative. Especially towards two strangers who just showed up one day, and wanted to see evidence from a cold case that was 20 years old.

In fact, when he and Emily had given their names at the reception and had stated that they wanted someone who had been part of the Haven-Molson case. Derek had not been holding out hope that they would find anyone.

It had been years after all.

Most likely either the officers who had been investigating were dead or they had retired. But wonder of wonders, they had found the last one. And even more astounding, Detective Pierce, with the shock of white hair, and coffee brown skin, was being more than accommodating. Derek had not even had to use his family name or money. Emily had also not been required to deploy her frankly lethal tears.

As far as Derek was concerned, when Emily cried, even a tornado would pause to allow her to pass unharmed.

But without threats, bribery, and tears, Detective Pierce was helping them.

She left them in the office for a few minutes after hearing their story, and when she came back she was carrying a large brown envelope.

"I cannot give you the evidence since it is still being used. The case is unsolved after all, but these are pictures of every shred of evidence that we managed together that day. There are even photographs of the notes and observations made," She told them. Handing the envelope over to Emily and watching quietly, as Emily put it in her handbag.

"Thank you," They both said, and the woman simply shook her head.

"There is no need to thank me,"

"I have been looking at this case for two decades, and I have never been able to make a dent in it. I hope that the two of you can find something. Just promise me that if you do, you will not try to take matters into your own hands. That you will call the police."

Derek had no idea if he would be able to do that, but he still nodded, next to him Emily was doing the same. That seemed to satisfy Detective Pierce.

"Good, now the two of you get out of my office before I change my mind," She said, and they stood. But Emily did not immediately start walking towards the door.

"Why are you helping us?" She asked, and Margaret Pierce looked at them with eyes that had seen far too much in the world.

"That day I was the one who found you on the beach,"

Oh, Derek had not known that. He wanted to thank her again, but the detective did not look like she would appreciate it, so he kept quiet.

"It has always bothered me that I could not do more. My time here is almost up, but I really hope that you too will find the little that I have given you useful. Good luck," She said and just like that, Marge ended the conversation and they saw themselves out.

When they got out of the police station, Derek tensed, feeling as though there were eyes on him. Next to him he felt Emily do the same. Both of them looking around wildly. Then they turned to one another and they laughed softly, but they did not address their brief moment of shared paranoia.

Waiting until they got into their car, and joined the city traffic before saying anything.

"If there’s one thing that you and I should definitely not do, it is to become criminals. One envelope and we are already way too paranoid. Like we have stolen state secrets or something,"

Emily said, and Derek could not help but nod in agreement.

"The two of us would be picked up, and locked up the very day that we decided to become criminals,"

In fact, they were lucky that none of the dozens of police officers that they had been around had stopped them, and questioned them for acting suspiciously.

As he drove Derek kept stealing glances at the bag on Emily’s lap. He wanted nothing more than to pull over somewhere so that the two of them could take out the envelope, and look inside. But unfortunately for them, that would not be possible. They would have to wait a while longer before they saw what was in the envelope.

If they looked into it. They would be far too affected emotionally to be able to hide it from their mothers. And since they were heading to the apartment to see them, both of their mothers having insisted on spending the morning together. Not seeing the contents of the envelope, no matter how curious they were, was a good call. When they finally made it to the apartment building, they rode up the now fixed elevator. And while Derek was glad for the development.

He was also slightly annoyed by it. He felt that he and Emily needed a bit of time.

A few extra minutes to wipe all of the guilt off their faces so that they did not look as though they had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. They did not need their mothers suspecting that they were up to something, before they even got to do it. But taking the stairs when their moms knew that the elevator, was now functioning again would have been suspicious. They did not want to invite unwanted attention, so they had taken the faster route instead. But from the moment that the apartment door opened and the two of them walked in, Derek did not have to worry about the two of them accidentally giving the game away by looking guilty.

He was far too busy staring at his mom in shock.

In all of his life, Derek had never seen his mother look anything but elegant. But in the Molson apartment, she was wearing one of Jane Molson’s oversized shirts. The monstrosity going all the way to just below her knees. And she was in these fluffy looking socks that pooled around her ankles. Jane Molson herself was in soft pajamas and bunny slippers.

The two of them should have looked ridiculous, but instead it seemed as though they had shaved years off their ages in just a matter of hours.

Instead of spending the morning going through crime scene photos from 20 years ago. The two of them instead spent it with their mothers.

It did not matter that breakfast was just bowls of cereal. Or that they were losing time that they could have been using to investigate. Because for a few hours Derek got to see his mother being carefree. Giggling like a schoolgirl with Jane Molson, and looking more relaxed than Derek had ever seen her.

He had never seen her look so alive. And looking over at Emily, he found her staring at her own mother in shock as well. When Derek had insisted that his mother come and apologise. He had never imagined that things would turn out so well. This was an outcome that he had never anticipated, but he was glad that it was the one that they got.

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