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!”

this woman being with you earlier this morning. Harriet Donald, and they directed us to this apartment. I

is. But Harriet Donald?

woman snarled at

okay? We

the fuck is there to

to me. “You see, Harriet was arrested for murder. She killed a priest at the wedding of Luke Reynold and Ariel Walker. I believe you must have heard of

course he’s heard

clamorous. He 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

a search warrant?” I questioned him,

“Well, not really.”

So I don’t think this search is going to be

way.” Trinity pushed me backwards.

sue you for this,” I told

we ain’t letting

sure that she’s at my house?”

the cops

no idea where Harriet

kept telling them countless times that she wasn’t here, but they refused to buy that. Trinity was livid, and she kept accusing me

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

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

nook and cranny of my house, I

constantly yelling

felt like hours, they finally 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 the truth, but to them,

“I’m sorry

seeing Trinity humbled. “No problem, officer. Just doing your

they both left, with Trinity shooting me one 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