Prologue
The first time I walked through the walkway, everyone shouted at me. They all knew me; they’d seen me in uniform before, but no one knew the truth. Hell, no one alive has ever known the truth.
Now, it’s almost like they stand in solidarity with me.
It’s weird, never thought this was something that could even happen — thegangsin prison all coming together — but the enemy of my enemy… or some shit like that.
And in here, we’re all friends against the rest.
But what can I say, disgraced officer, fallen from his perch, they were foaming at the mouth to tear me to bits until they learned.
And if I had any guess, that explains the county’s jail overcrowding. The department wanted to teach me a lesson.
Jokes on them.
I wish I could see how pissed off they are about it.
But I never fit in there anyway. Underneath whatever exterior I tried to maintain, they could all tell there was something more lurking just below, something I was keeping from them. That my heart was never really in it.
As we approach the visitation room, I see the back of her head asshe sits waiting for me.
The COs escort me into the room, looking at her, knowing who she is, but not able to do a goddamn thing about it. No one in the room right now is comfortable with this situation.
She doesn’t look at me, and from the slight movements her body is making, I can tell she’s wildly shaking her leg.
Removing the cuffs from around my wrists, they leave the room.
Leaving Drew and me alone for the first time in months.
I hesitate before I sit down.
“They said I was meeting with my lawyer.” Finally, her eyes come up, looking at me, nearly knocking all the goddamn air out of me.
“I took an internship with Sherri for the summer.”
I don’t know what to say; we both know why she took it. As much as it brings me a glimmer of hope, I can’t let her see it.
“You didn’t have to.”
“I know.” She exhales, I’m sure trying to manage her nerves since we haven’t been this close since being pressed together in the hospital closet. “The thing I don’t understand is,” she pauses, rolling her eyes this time. “Why’d you do it?”
“It’s more complicated than you think.” I glance around.
“Don’t worry; the cameras are off.”
“I don’t want them thinking they can get anything out of you.”
“I fall under confidentiality.” She shrugs her shoulders. Lookingup, staring straight into my soul.
“I wasn’t talking about just them…”
Shaking her head, she rolls her eyes, already annoyed with me. “Did you destroy evidence for the club?”
“No.”
Rolling her eyes again, she exhales. “Did you destroy evidence for my brother?”
“If you’re asking me, I think you already know the answer.” No need to lie to her about it; she already knows.
