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 to

cops huddled together, discussing pulling footage from the nearby security cameras. But the spot where the incident

out, Motorcycle Guy wasn't a saint. He was a rap sheet

nodded to the other. "It sounds like the

and with him denying everything, what can we do?" the other cop sighed. "Suggest a

Guy's head swiveled on

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

his hand, fingers splayed. "But she

turned to Sherilyn. "What do you

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

rage with unwavering resolve. "We'll let the

younger officer approached, whispering about Sherilyn's phone

be her family," he

collected upon arrival. No contact with the outside world unless permitted. Seeing Sherilyn's determination, the officer nodded to the junior. "Next time it rings,