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Carrie blinked at me, looking as if she were about to interrupt.
However, before she could say a word, my phone rang.
“Hello?” I said, sounding as tired as I felt.
“Sunny,” Sunny said. “The two agents in charge are heading toward the restaurant where I’m sure your woman’s at. They’re arresting her.”
“For what?” I yelled.
“For having drugs in her home.” He sounded tired as hell. “We’ll figure this out and all, but for now, we need to play their game.”
I ground my teeth.
“You get my friend out of this,” Sara said fiercely, obviously having overheard the conversation. “And I’ll give you that date you’ve been asking for.”
I heard Sunny chuckle, even though I was fairly sure that he didn’t feel too happy at that moment in time.
“Fuck.”
Then he hung up.
I drove toward the police station.
I wouldn’t beat them to the restaurant. But I sure the hell would be at the station when they brought her in.
CHAPTER 21
Expensive and difficult.
-T-shirt
GREER
The men who arrested me weren’t like Sheriff Sunny.
In fact, they were a whole lot more arrogant and self-righteous pricks to boot.
I didn’t like them at all. Even the one trying to play the “good cop.”
The entire trip back toward the city, they acted like I’d done something unspeakably wrong.
Meanwhile, I had no clue what the hell I was supposed to have done.
So I just stayed silent, which only pissed them off more.
“Listen,” McCollum, the male of the pair, ordered. “You work with us, and we can cut you a deal.”
Still, I remained silent.
The partner, Abi Li, crossed her arms over her chest and said, “Let her be silent. She’ll talk eventually with her lawyer.”
“The lawyer will make her clam up harder,” McCollum disagreed. “We need her to talk before we get back to the station. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to claim jurisdiction.”
My eyebrows went up in surprise.
So how were they here arresting me then if they didn’t have any jurisdiction?
“Plus,” McCollum said, “they’ll find out I’m related to Denny, and they’ll request a change in agents. Then they’ll find out that I don’t have the right to be there.”
“You don’t have the right to be there, and we shouldn’t be here,” Agent Li said stiffly. “I’ve already told you this three times. We should leave this to the sheriff.”
“The sheriff will fuck this up. This is the kind of stuff that’ll put us on the map as agents,” McCollum grumbled darkly.
His fingers tightened on the steering wheel.
I stayed silent some more, hoping to hear everything that I could hear.
I also wondered if the guys had gotten Folsom involved yet. If anyone could find out what the hell was going on, that woman could.
And, as if I’d conjured her up, the radio station changed to some punk rock station.
When McCollum went to change it back, it wouldn’t let him. The words and the sounds stayed frozen in the air and on the screen. Meanwhile, McCollum finally lost what little control he’d managed to hold on to during his talk with me.
Or his nontalk, should I say.
He slammed his fist down multiple times on the steering wheel.
“If you would like,” Agent Li offered, “I can drive?”
He shot her a death glare with his teeth bared. “I’ve already told you, only I drive!”
This motherfucker…
“I have to make this happen. This was the deal with Denny. He borrows a couple grand to come out there, I get him out of jail,” he said. “That was the deal! I’m making this happen. I could move into that corner office I’ve been eyeing.”
Oh, boy.
Man sounded unhinged.
Luckily, we finally pulled up into the parking lot of the sheriff’s department, and I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Davis on his bike, leaning against it with both legs crossed, staring at the SUV as it pulled in.
He looked calm and collected, but just the clench of his jaw let me know that he was anything but.
He was Mad. With a capital M.
Agent McCollum got out with a growl as he rounded on Davis.
Meanwhile, Agent Li let me out of the back as she said, “This is going to sound really horrible, but I’m going to take you straight into the building. Agent McCollum is about to have a few hard truths handed down to him, and I would rather no collateral damage be done to you. Is that okay?”
I could read the sincerity in her eyes, so I said an immediate “yes.”
I was marched past Davis, who was no longer looking at me but at Agent McCollum.
That’s when it occurred to me why he’d looked so familiar all day.
He was related to Denny. The dude that’d been in my house today, breaking down my walls and taking drugs I hadn’t realized were there.
All this time, I’d lived in that house, and they’d been in my freakin’ walls. Then, when he breaks into my house and breaks my walls down, the police are sent. Then somehow, the FBI comes after me? Didn’t they think if I had something worthwhile in my house, my own mother would’ve taken it way before now?
