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The sound of a light switch being flipped repeatedly made me roll my eyes.
“There’s no electricity in this building,” I told them.
“Then how do you explain the bad lighting?”
“Generator.”
Pretty sure I heard someone mutter, “Fucking kids,” but I was too busy staring down at the man caged beneath me. Sweat beaded his brow, dark hair clung to his forehead, and there were worry lines creasing between his eyes. His breathing was still uneven. I knew because I could count his breaths as his sternum pushed up against me.
Prism shoved on my chest. “Let me up.”
“I like you where you are.”
His eyes flew up. So many emotions swirled in their depths that I finally understood how black was the presence of all colors. So much going on in there. I want to know every last detail.
Obnoxiously bright light from several flashlights flooded the small closet, reminding me we were surrounded.
Fucking cops.
I hopped to my feet, offering a hand to Prism, a gesture he ignored while standing on his own. Shrugging, I rotated, positioning myself between him and the flashlight squad.
“What’s in that duffle?” a voice questioned.
I shrugged.
One of the officers dropped beside it, and after tucking the light under his arm, the sound of a zipper filled the space. It made me realize the music was no longer playing. I hope my equipment is okay.
A low whistle brought my attention back, and Prism stepped around me to look.
“Looks to me like you boys got a lot of explaining to do.”
I followed the beam of light that spotlighted a whole hell of a lot of packaged white powder. My hand curled around Prism’s wrist, gently tugging him into my side. “Could be anything,” I said, trying to sound unbothered.
One of the light beams swung to the dog and the vest strapped on his body. NDD. Narcotics Detection Dog.
Fuck.
“That’s not ours,” Prism declared.
A pair of handcuffs appeared and then another.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“That so?” The officer scoffed, taking a step closer. “Tell it to the judge.”
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Prism
Well, I can cross being cuffed and read my rights off my bucket list.
Get arrested. Achievement unlocked!
No, being a criminal wasn’t actually on there. But I’m gonna add it just so I can cross it off. Might as well get something out of this little nightmare.
He called me princess.
Exactly what I should be thinking about as I was getting arrested for drug possession and hauled out of a fucking closet. Not.
