Page 46 of Dirty Secrets
Zavier shuffled close, letting me lean into him as we headed towards Ashburn Valley, and I closed my eyes with a sigh.
We’d have to do our thieving elsewhere for a while now, which was difficult since so many other places had really good security.
The cop was way too cocky, humming to himself the entire drive, and he was rough as he dragged both of us into the station and shoved us into a room to wait to be processed, pretending the elbow Zavier copped to the face was an accident.
“Now what?” I asked once we were alone, his eyes flicking to the camera in the corner.
“We wait.”
CHAPTER NINE
RAVEN
After half an hour of waiting, I shuffled my chair closer to Zavier’s. He was fuming, and I was a little bit worried that he’d get his ass hauled straight to prison if he didn't calm down.
He could still end up there anyway since he punched the cop a few times.
My arms were starting to ache, and I leaned on Zavier to get comfortable, relaxing him a fraction.
“I’ll try to cut them some kind of deal. You’ll be home for dinner,” he said confidently, making me scowl.
“Don’t do anything stupid.”
“They’re going to want me over you now anyway since Iallegedlyassaulted a cop,” he replied dryly, both of us sitting up straighter when the door opened and Rory Donovan stalked in with BG. Half the Ashburn Valley Police Department was on her payroll, so I wasn’t particularly surprised to see him here.
He ran this place.
Rory moved straight towards me, grabbing my chin to inspect my face before running her gaze over Zavier’s.
“Why were they hurt?” Rory spat, turning her attention to BG. “Raven’s obviously been hit in the face. Sounds like excessive force to me.”
“Sorry, I’ll deal with him,” BG said tensely, obviously not happy with the situation.
“Deal with him? I’m taking this higher than your pay grade. This isn’t some kind of father-son scolding. One of your rookie officers assaulted two people while they were in police care!” she snapped, pointing at me. “All over an apparent stealing issue? She wasn’t being hauled in for violence and she didn’t have a weapon, right?”
“Right,” he gritted out, staring at me for a moment before speaking directly to me. “Would you like to tell me what happened?”
“She’s not speaking to you until there’s a lawyer present,” Rory informed him, pulling her phone from her pocket. “Don’t make me fucking sue the department for misconduct. Bring that fucker in here right now so I can talk to him.”
“Donovan, you can’t just?—”
“Now!”
He huffed but did as he was told, turning to leave the room to find the prick who’d brought us in, and Zavier grinned. “He’s in so much trouble. He’s been way too cocky for a rookie.”
“Who is he?”
“Ricky. BG’s son,” Rory said firmly, not looking up as she texted. “I need to know right now what else he fucked up with. That kid’s a terrible cop, so I know there’s more. I want to know what to tell the lawyer.”
“We can’t afford that,” I said in a panic, but she shook her head.
“I’m paying for it. Ricky’s gotten away with a lot since he started patrolling without his father to watch him, and he honestly shouldn’t have been alone while training. He’s a goodkid, but he’s on a power trip and needs to be humbled. My lawyer will scare him. Run me through it. The cameras are off so you can talk freely.”
I glanced up, noticing the light on the camera was now off, and I sighed. “He caught me stealing in the Heights grocery store. He didn’t say anything before slamming into me and shoving me to the ground. He punched me in the head.”
“Unnecessary force,” she muttered.
“Zavier saw him hitting me and pushed him off me. He started hitting Ricky, which got him cuffed alongside me,” I winced.