Things We Hide from the Light (Knockemout, #2)

by Lucy Score

“You know what no one tells you about standing in the middle of a pissing contest?” Cherry said to me with a toss of her blond curls. “What’s that?” I asked. “You’re the one who ends up smelling like pee.”

Oh ugh, haha. But fair point.

“Aren’t you gonna bust her?” Nolan asked. “Nope,” I said as my thumbs moved across the screen.

Bust her? For visiting someone in jail? Newsflash, asshole: that isn't illegal. If it was, the prison wouldn't have let her in.

“Have it your way.” I moved fast so she wouldn’t see me coming. I ducked my shoulder low, wrapped my good arm around her waist, and hauled her over my shoulder. Her furry slippers went flying in opposite directions.

I don't find this funny, or acceptable. She hasn't done anything illegal, so he is using his badge as an excuse to bully her.

I took the next chair and picked up Hugo’s file. “Talk.” “Are you asking in an official capacity?” “I’m sure as hell not asking as a friend. How many times have you visited Tina Witt, keepin’ in mind that I have her list of visitors, so don’t bother lying.”

Wrong. And I hate her for letting him do this. In an official capacity? Cool. I am calling my lawyer, because I didn't do anything wrong by visiting someone in jail. And I am filing charges against Knockemout PD for harassment. Go fuck yourself.