Page 24 of An Alpha's Romance

The man’s hood fell down a couple of times, but he quickly replaced it. Keisha couldn’t tell who it was, and of course with the cold weather, he was wearing gloves.

“Do you recognize the man?” the officer questioned, still taking notes.

“No, I don’t.” Keisha was perplexed by the idea that anyone would want to do anything like that to her.

“Is there anyone that you’ve been having trouble with lately? A disgruntled ex-employee or customer? Maybe an ex-boyfriend?”

Then it clicked in Keisha’s head. Did Dylan do this? Why in the world would he trash her bakery? He was an investment banker. Surely, he didn’t have time to go around throwing hammers through windows.

“I just petitioned the court for a restraining order against my ex-husband,” Keisha solemnly replied.

The officer nodded. “We’ll look into it and get back to you.”

“Thank you, officer.” Keisha shook hands with the officer, and he left the office. Keisha sighed as tears again started to roll down her flushed cheeks. She really hoped it had been a stranger that destroyed her bakery, but she could feel in the pit of her stomach that it wasn’t.

If it was Dylan, and he came with a hammer, he was there to purposely cause damage. And if it had been any other night, she would’ve been at the bakery, but because of inclement weather, the delivery truck was delayed a day, so she closed the bakery early and headed home.

“Who in the hell did this?” Keisha whispered to herself.

At the moment, all she wanted to do was cry and throw herself a pity party, but she couldn’t do that. She had to get the windows at the front of the shop boarded up, and a lock for the kitchen door. There were thousands of dollars’ worth of equipment and supplies that she had to make sure stayed secure.

Just when she had resolved herself to cleaning, her phone rang. It was Conner, and as much as she wanted to hit the red phone icon, she didn’t.

“Hello.” Keisha didn’t even try to infuse her voice with cheer. She needed to talk to Conner about seeing him in the restaurant, but now was definitely not the time.

“Hey gorgeous, is everything alright? You sound… I don’t know, strange.” Keisha could hear the curiosity in Conner’s voice.

“Yeah. Uh, can we talk later? I have some things going on, but I didn’t want to send you to voicemail.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Conner questioned, and she could tell that he was sincere, which made her all the more confused about what she saw.

“No, not really. Hot Stuff was broken into tonight. I have to clean up the mess, and…”

“What do you mean?” Conner interrupted her. “Are you okay? Were you there when it happened? Are you there now?” Conner fired question after question at Keisha so fast that her head spun.

“No, I wasn’t here. I was at home, and I’ll be fine once I get everything settled. Which is why I need to go. It’ll probably be late when I finish, so I’ll call you tomorrow.” Keisha heard Conner grunt, but disconnected the call before he could reply.

Keisha wasn’t giving him the cold shoulder. She just had enough on her plate. She would deal with her confusion with the Conner situation later. Right now, she needed to call her lawyer and alert her to what was going on.

I swear if it’s not one thing, it’s two.