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?"

officer wasn't having any of it. "We'll get

pulling footage from the nearby security cameras. But the spot where the incident happened was off the beaten track, with no eyes

saint. He was a rap sheet with a

to the other. "It sounds like

denying everything, what can we do?" the other cop sighed. "Suggest

settlement?" Motorcycle Guy's head swiveled on his

the booze on your breath tonight, good luck getting

hand, fingers splayed. "But

officer turned to Sherilyn. "What do

not fifty cents, not five cents. I won't pay

"We'll let

approached, whispering about Sherilyn's phone ringing off

must be her

belongings, phones included, were collected upon arrival. No contact with the outside world unless permitted. Seeing Sherilyn's determination, the officer nodded to the junior.