Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 27

Hearing her response, the officer was left speechless, finding her difficult to deal with.

Over there, another officer arrived with the man Sherilyn had injured. His wounds have been treated and bandaged.

He got plunked down on a chair, his eyes shooting daggers at Sherilyn. "Officer, she's a murderer! I'll sue her and make her pay!" he yelled, voice echoing off the sterile walls.

"Keep it down!" one cop barked. "You think you're at a baseball game or something?"

The cop turned to Sherilyn, his expression softening. "Fine, let's hear your side. Why'd you have to make a scene?"

Sherilyn was the picture of calm, her voice even. "He was getting handsy. I defended myself."

"Self-defense?" Motorcycle Guy leaped up, incredulous. "Look at her! Not a hair out of place on her head while I'm here, looking like I've gone ten rounds in a boxing ring! She claims I was all over her? Where's the proof? What kind of lady carries a stone in her purse?"

quiet! The officer wasn't having any

spot where the incident

Guy wasn't a saint. He was a rap sheet

other. "It sounds

everything, what can we do?" the other

head swiveled on his neck. "No

you want to take it to court? With your history and the booze on your breath tonight, good luck getting the

his hand,

to Sherilyn. "What do

"Not five thousand, not fifty cents, not five cents. I won't pay a dime." Motorcycle Guy

resolve. "We'll let the court

that moment, a younger officer approached, whispering about Sherilyn's

her

permitted. Seeing Sherilyn's determination, the officer