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

Harriet Donald?

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

okay? We haven’t actually

fuck is there

back to me. “You see, Harriet was arrested for murder. She killed a

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

see. Do you have a search warrant?”

“Well, not really.”

this search is going to be

and get out of the way.” Trinity pushed me backwards. And then she marched inside

can sue you for this,”

shit all you want. But we ain’t

are you so sure that she’s

the cops do their job.”

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 was a lady with brains. It could be possible that she

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

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

and continuing her search. The other cop, whose name I still didn’t know,

my belongings. As the cops searched every nook and cranny of my house, I could feel my patience wearing thin.

was especially persistent, constantly yelling

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 was telling the

man, 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 our job,” he was looking embarrassed by

seeing Trinity humbled.

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, good thing Harriet

ARIEL’S POV