The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 148

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!”

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

it is. But Harriet Donald?

her!” the woman snarled at me

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

the fuck is there to

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

course he’s heard about

attitude, and so was I. How did she even join the police force? “Sir, this Harriet we’re talking about, escaped

see. Do you have a

“Well, not really.”

this search

the way.” Trinity pushed me backwards. And then

for this,” I told her.

want. But we

so sure that

shut up and let the

where Harriet had run to. But she was a lady with brains.

countless times that she wasn’t here, but they refused

if you want, but you won’t

continuing her search. The other cop, whose name I still didn’t know, looked at me apologetically before following

wall, watching as they rummaged through my belongings. As the cops searched every nook and cranny of my

was especially persistent, constantly yelling at me and

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 the truth, but to them, I

“I’m sorry for the disturbance, sir. We were just doing our job,” he was

a sense of satisfaction at seeing Trinity humbled. “No problem,

last glare before storming out of my house. I let out a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall. That was a tough one,

ARIEL’S POV

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