The Love From Vengeance

148 SUSPECT

MASON’S POV

“I don’t get it. Why have you guys come to my house? Am I a suspect, or what?” I asked the cops who were both standing at my door.

“You came too fast about that,” the lady spoke. She was dark in complexion, and I could tell she was one rude bitch, the kind of person who wouldn’t give a fuck about anybody.

“Well, sir. We came here looking for someone,” she added.

“You came looking for someone, at my house?” I had to act like I was confused. But I could guess who or what they were talking about.

“Of course. Now get your ass off the way so we can get it,” she stated coldly.

“Okay Trinity, I think you need to calm down,” the man told her calmly. “We have to be on our best attitude, remember?”

“This is my best attitude. I don’t give about this criminal.”

“You can’t tell if he’s a criminal,” the man told her.

“You scared of this motherfucker?” She chuckled. “I ain’t scared of his ass one bit.

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“Can you both please tell me what’s going on?” I was irritated, but I tried to keep myself together. “And who is this woman calling a motherfucker?”

“You of course, motherfucker,” she answered, her tone still galling.

“Just keep it down, will you?” the man held her shoulders, but she quickly put an end to that.

“Oh I’m gonna keep it down!”

softly, and she turned her face away. The man glanced at me. “Look sir, we’ve heard from people about this

is. But Harriet

act like you don’t know her!” the woman snarled at me immediately. Trinity,

down, okay? We haven’t actually clarified anything.”

the fuck is there

for murder. She killed a priest at the wedding of Luke Reynold and Ariel Walker. I believe you

course he’s heard

was sick of this woman’s disgusting attitude, and so was I. How did she even join the police force? “Sir, this Harriet we’re talking about, escaped from prison. And when

Do you have a

“Well, not really.”

So I don’t think this search

yo ass up and get out of the way.” Trinity

you for

But we ain’t letting that murderer

you so sure that she’s at

and let the

had no idea where Harriet had run to. But she

here, but they refused to buy that. Trinity was livid, and

know where she is. You can keep searching if you want, but you won’t find her here,” I said, trying

continuing her search. The other cop, whose name

they rummaged through my belongings. As the cops searched every nook and cranny of my house, I could feel my

was especially persistent, constantly yelling at me and accusing me of hiding

finished their search and found no sign of Harriet. Trinity’s face turned red with anger as she realized that I was telling the truth. Well, I wasn’t actually telling

who had been more level–headed throughout the whole ordeal, apologized to me for the inconvenience. “I’m sorry for the disturbance, sir. We were just doing

of satisfaction at seeing Trinity humbled. “No problem, officer. Just doing your job,

of relief and leaned against the wall.

ARIEL’S POV