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!”

The man glanced at me. “Look sir, we’ve heard from people about this woman being with you earlier this

it is. But Harriet Donald? Who’s that?”

the woman snarled at me immediately. Trinity,

okay? We

the fuck is

killed a priest at the wedding of Luke Reynold

course he’s heard

man vocalized almost 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 when we were informed about it, we started searching for her. Some people told us that they saw her with you, and they directed us to your

Do you have a search

“Well, not really.”

search is going to be

Trinity pushed me backwards. And then she marched inside the house.

sue you for this,” I

we ain’t letting that murderer get

sure that she’s at

let the cops

at her fellow cop, and he just shrugged, before stepping foot in the house as well. Now I had no idea where Harriet had run to. But she

wasn’t here, but they refused

you want, but you won’t find her here,” I said, trying to keep

me and continuing her search. The other cop, whose name I still

and leaned against the wall, watching as they rummaged through my belongings. As the cops searched every nook and cranny of my house, I could feel my patience

persistent, constantly yelling at

their search and found no sign of Harriet. Trinity’s face turned red with anger as she

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

but feel a sense of satisfaction at seeing Trinity

of my house. I let out a sigh of relief

ARIEL’S POV