< prison so I could get my daughter on Sunday and we could celebrate the beginning of her summer. I had taken vacation time for next week and I was going to enjoy every minute with my daughter, Tanya’s drama be damned.*

< *Shaking my head, I took the keys and led the way out to the back lot where all our cars were parked* Give me a run down of what the file says and let’s go. *I had four days until I had my daughter. Time to catch some bad guys and toss their asses in >

< want to live. Until then, I would take my daughter to counseling and go to as many school functions as I could.* *Grabbing my things, Jane grabbed the keys before I could to our car and I could only laugh* You wish I would let you drive. Give me those. >

< “safe” to be around our daughter.* *More than once Kayla said she didn’t want to go back to her mom’s but there was nothing I could do. My baby was only six and still had six years before a court would take her opinion into account about where she would >

< out with me and Kayla when I had my daughter for the week. She even helped when Tanya went on her rants threatening to take custody saying me being a cop put our daughter in danger. Tanya even ordered a federal background check on Jane to make sure she was >

< Jane was, it was my best friend. She had been my partner for the four years I had been a Detective for Atlanta PD. We got along and though she was beautiful, there was no sexual attraction at all. She was like my sister. SHe came over all the time to hang >

< just turned on the TV in my room.* “Hey,” *My partner, Jane, said as she plopped down at the desk in front of mine. “Captain handed us another murder. Come on. Let’s go and get this bastard. Get your mind off shit for a while.” *If there was one thing >

< room and wake me up. Once I was awake, I would scoop her up into my arms and hold her as tightly as I could without hurting her and I would apologize to her over and over. Since I wouldn’t be able to sleep after that, she curled up in bed next to me and I >

< my daughter dying the night instead of them being scared off by Brutus just not as often. Maybe once a week, twice when she wasn’t with me. I would always wake up the same way, sweating and shouting. When Kayla was there for them, she would run into my >

< overtime as I could so I didn’t have to work as much when I had Kayla for my week.* *And that’s where I was currently. I leaned back in my chair at my desk, thinking about the last year of my life and how much it had changed. I still had the nightmare of >

< was going to work though I did keep paying her to see Kayla to help her through her trauma. The judge granted us equal custody since we both lived in the same city. One week with Tanya and one week with me. On the weeks Tanya had her, I would work as much >

< six months of that and I had enough. I wanted my daughter back and I wanted my life back. And so we went to court after I finally filed. Tanya did nothing but berate me on our phone calls anyway so I knew there was no saving the marriage. Not even therapy >

< going cold on the bastards who scared and threatened her, and my marriage crumbling, I turned to alcohol. It numbed the feelings… For the night. But then I woke up in the morning and it all slammed back into me along with a migraine of a hangover. About >

< up biting one but they got away. CSU couldn’t find prints and the blood in Brutus’ mouth didn’t match anyone in the system. The trail quickly went cold but I was still haunted night after night* *With my wife not allowing me to see our daughter, the trail >

< my own daughter. HOwever, I got daily calls about the nightmares my daughter went through. Two suspects had broken into the house with guns and woke her up. All she said was they wore black ski masks and when she screamed, Brutus went after them. He ended >

< packed up and moved out with Kayla. THe house was 2500 square feet of silence. THe only thing keeping me company was my pitbull, Brutus. Night after night, he slept outside of Kayla’s door and whined. I felt the same since Tanya wasn’t allowing me to see >

< in front of God and everyone, started the worst fight of our marriage.* *That started the separation but the animosity didn’t end there. My name was the only one on the deed to the house since her credit hadn’t been enough to put her on the loan so she >

< I felt my heart stop. With a curse, I turned the car around and gunned, not stopping or slowing down until we arrived at the house. My fellow cops were everywhere and I found my daughter in the hands of social services. Not long after, Tanya came home and, >

< daughter. Turns out, Tanya had been shitfaced and wasn’t ready to come home while I had gone out to check on that lead. As we were driving back with the suspect in our custody, that’s when the call came in. A 911 call at my address. That was the first time >

< home anytime so I just shot her a text message saying I had to take a call and would be back right after. Told her Kayla was asleep and I had to go right then.* *If I had only stayed home, nothing would have happened. I would have been able to protect my >