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?"

having any of it. "We'll

the spot where the incident happened was off the beaten track, with no eyes in the

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

other. "It sounds

with him denying everything, what can we do?" the other

Guy's head swiveled on his neck. "No way! She

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

raising his hand, fingers splayed. "But

to Sherilyn.

Sherilyn was firm, shaking her head, her voice steady. "Not five thousand, not fifty cents, not five cents. I won't pay a

his rage with unwavering resolve. "We'll let

officer approached, whispering about

her family," he

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