Roxy finally gave up on him coming down off the roof of the house so she could get a hold of him. She went back to her car, changed, and went back to report what she had found out to Jacob. That bitch really was his pet. He was protecting her home.
Obviously, she was with Tim from what she had smelled on him earlier. Her anger had taken over and she had helped beat Tim. She felt bad about it now but it was too late to go back now. Tim probably wouldn't forgive her but if he was fucking that bitch, he wasn't coming back to her unless she was out of the picture.
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The next night, Tim showed up for work. Dominque saw him and she walked over to the bar. His face looked like he had been in a fight but the bruises she saw looked like they were fading instead of being fresh. He was moving a little slower than usual.