railer, and no one answered the door. All of the doors were unlocked, and the power was cut on the place.”
Uh oh. Uh. Oh.
Now I wished I had watched the news because I had an uneasy feeling that what Hero was about to tell me made it on the broadcast.
He finished peeling the label off the bottle and tossed it on the counter. “She was dead.” He tipped the beer to his lips and drained the rest of it in a few swallows. He set it on the counter and sighed.
“Oh, my God, Hero. I’m so sorry.” I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to find someone who was dead.
He shook his head. “I didn’t even know her, Sunshine. Don’t feel sorry for me. Feel sorry for Luna who was worried about her.”
I looked down at my food. I wasn’t hungry anymore. “What was her name?”
“She went by Bunny, but her real name was Shannon Waters.” He stood, walked over to the fridge, and grabbed another beer. “It was bad, Reva. Whoever hurt her was fucking brutal.”
Chills ran through my body. “Do they know who did it?”
Hero shook his head. “No fucking clue. They, of course, questioned us up and down since we found her, but they know we didn’t hurt her. We all have fucking alibis and no reason to kill her.”
I rubbed my hands up and down my arms. A woman had been brutally murdered, and they didn’t know who had done it. There was a murderer somewhere in our small town. “So what are they doing?”
Hero sat back down next to me. “They spent all day talking to us. When they finally realized we had nothing to do with her murder, they talked mostly to Luna and the rest of the girls at the club. Luna swears up and down she has no idea who would have wanted to kill Bunny. I guess she was seeing a couple of guys but none of them were serious.”
“Jesus, Hero. That is crazy.” Things like that never happened in Rockton. We were a small town that didn’t really have many things happen that were newsworthy. “There's a murderer somewhere out there.”
Hero opened his beer. “Yeah, Sunshine. Shit is fucking crazy out there.”
“Do you think…” I didn’t want to say it out loud. I didn’t want to know if he thought whoever who had killed Bunny was going to kill again.
Hero read my mind. “I don’t know. It seems like whoever killed her knew her, but the problem is they don’t know who it was.” He finally picked up one of his tacos and took a bite. “Haven’t eaten all fucking day,” he mumbled. He chowed down the three tacos I had made him and finished his second beer. “Got any more?”
I grabbed his empty plate and made two more for him. I still had one and a half on my plate that I hadn’t touched since he walked in the door.
“You gotta eat, Sunshine.” He nodded to my plate.
He was right, but I wasn’t hungry. I managed to eat half of the taco, and it just tasted like sawdust going down. I drank my beer slowly while Hero finished his fourth and fifth tacos.
“You wanna watch a movie?” I asked when he finished.
“You’re not trying to push me out the door?”
I shrugged and grabbed his empty plate. “Should I?”
“I’d rather you not.”
I laughed and dropped the plates into the sink. “You can pick a movie out while I clean this up.”
“Another beer?” he asked.
I glanced over my shoulder at him. “If you drink another one, I’m not going to let you leave until you sober up.”
“That a promise?” he chuckled.
“Try me,” I dared. I wasn’t going to let Hero take off on his motorcycle after drinking three beers. He would have to walk home or sleep it off on the couch. I’m sure he was capable of driving, but I heard too often about drunk driving and accidents. I didn’t want to be partially responsible if something were to happen to Hero.
He opened the fridge and grabbed two more beers. “I’ll get the movie fired up.” He sauntered toward the living room and popped the top on one of the beers.
Well, I guess that settled that.