Imprisoned [BOOK 2]

Prologue

                  

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Prologue. . .

            My chest heaved up and down as I ran at full speed with two officers on foot chasing behind me, police sirens coming from a block away and the sound of a helicopter in the sky trying to steady the light on my body as I continued to dodge the men whom was trying their best to steady the light until I ran into an ally then hopping on top of a dumpster then pouncing towards the fence.

"Give up peasant your surrounded! I command you to get on your knees with your hands in the air." A male's voice boomed loudly through the bullhorn as I stopped my tracks of climbing the fence to see indeed that I was surrounded. Officers had blocked off my escape path and I dare not look behind me.

"Shit." I mumbled to myself as I felt a tight grab of my shirt, yanking me from the fence onto my back but quickly flipped onto my stomach; with my arms behind my back until I felt a cold piece of metal clamp around my wrist. "Let me go! I didn't do shit!"

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?" The officer asked, while practically dragging me towards his police car.

          I nodded my head in an aggressive manner but instead he ignored me then opened the cop car, shoved me in it forcefully and slammed the door.

"Son of a bitch!" I yelled, kicking the metal separation that was now closed. I looked over to my right to see the officer talking with another officer and I was sweating bricks in this car. Usually at night in Missouri it's cool but I guess since I was running and trying to escape from the police it went hot in a minute.

         In all gods honesty, I ain't did shit. It actually happened as a self-defense technique and I just so happen stabbed the mess out of the two guys whom were trying to rape me but I guess someone saw and called the police. That was the fastest I've seen the police arrive to a scene at least there was an outcome to all of this. Which was two guys dead and wouldn't have to worry about trying to rape any other female that was walking home late at night from work.

             Soon I was broken out of my thoughts to be hit with a cool breeze from outside as the officer got into the driver's seat. I stared at him in a grimacing manner because if this small steal gate wasn't blocking us then I would've twisted my arms up in front of me then strangled him with the center of the handcuffs. All the double jointness in my arms would've paid off and I could've walked out this car like ain't shit happen.

"You're very calm." He spoke, letting out a husky laugh before I sunk into the seats and sorrow filled my face.

I bet the old hag wouldn't have called the police if those two guys were on top of her and shoving there dicks in each of her holes.

              Laughing at the thought that popped in my head, I glanced at the officer. "I'm calm. So, you're an officer. What would it take for me to get off the hook and you erase all evidence that you've found?" I asked, leaning towards the small gate and pressing my face against it wiggling my tongue in a seductive manner.