Back Backlash
Chapters (39)
  1. Half Title Page
  2. Books by Rachel Dylan
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. CHAPTERONE
  7. CHAPTERTWO
  8. CHAPTERTHREE
  9. CHAPTERFOUR
  10. CHAPTERFIVE
  11. CHAPTERSIX
  12. CHAPTERSEVEN
  13. CHAPTEREIGHT
  14. CHAPTERNINE
  15. CHAPTERTEN
  16. CHAPTERELEVEN
  17. CHAPTERTWELVE
  18. CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
  19. CHAPTERFOURTEEN
  20. CHAPTERFIFTEEN
  21. CHAPTERSIXTEEN
  22. CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
  23. CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
  24. CHAPTERNINETEEN
  25. CHAPTERTWENTY
  26. CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
  27. CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
  28. CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
  29. CHAPTER
  30. TWENTY-FOUR
  31. CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
  32. CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
  33. CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN
  34. CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT
  35. Epilogue
  36. Author’s Note
  37. About the Author
  38. Back Ad
  39. Back Cover

Alicia looked down and clasped her hands in her lap. “Nothing like what happened to you happened to me, but the sergeant was definitely highly inappropriate multiple times. Trying to ask me out or making comments about my body or what I was wearing. Sometimes I just blew it off as part of the world women have to face in male-dominated law enforcement. Like you, I never said anything about it to anyone. And now, hearing your story, I’m so sorry I kept quiet. Maybe if I had spoken up, he wouldn’t have been in his position by the time he attacked you.”

Izzy’s mind felt jumbled as she put together this new information. “There’s no way you could have known. And look at me—I didn’t tell anyone either. I don’t hold it against you. But the fact that something did happen to you makes me believe we are only the tip of the iceberg.”

“And that means there are probably other women he assaulted or harassed. Maybe one of them is the killer, right?”

Izzy took a deep breath. “Yeah. I’m not looking to get any other woman in trouble, but I am trying to protect myself from prosecution. There are elements of this case that don’t look good for me, so I want to defend myself the best way I can. We can at least bring up alternative theories and put some doubt in the detectives’ minds. Even those questions and doubts would be helpful. Are you willing to talk to the detectives about what happened to you with the sergeant? I know it’s a lot to ask, and I hate to do it, but I’m kind of in a desperate situation.”

“Of course I’ll help you. I stayed silent years ago when I shouldn’t have, but I can do better now. I will do better. I’m happy to help you in any way that I can.”

Izzy’s heart warmed, and she looked into her friend’s eyes. She wondered why they hadn’t been closer while they were on the force, but they’d overlapped for such a short time period, and then Alicia had left. Which reminded Izzy of a lingering question. “Why did you leave Arlington PD?”

“When I was offered the chance to be an instructor at Quantico, it was an amazing opportunity and far too good to pass up. It really had nothing to do with what was going on at the force. At least, I didn’t think it did, but now that you’re bringing all this up, it makes me wonder whether subconsciously the culture there was part of my decision-making process.” Alicia sighed and looked at her. “I’m really so, so sorry about what happened. I wonder if I had stuck around if there’d have been anything I could’ve done for you.”