Bishop by BT Urruela

Author:BT Urruela [Urruela, BT]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Frat Chronicles Novel
Publisher: BT Urruela
Published: 2018-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

After getting my head cleaned up, seventeen stitches put in, and engaging in the usual military chitchat with Officer Piscotty throughout, we’re at the police station now, in a stark interview room. My hands are still uncuffed and there’s a hot cup of coffee in front of me that tastes like brewed dog shit. The officer sits across from me with paperwork in front of him and a pen in his hand. Pulling a pair of reading glasses from his breast pocket, he perches them on the bridge of his nose and eyes me over the frames.

He clears his throat. “So, tell me what happened … from the beginning.”

“All I remember is standin’ at the bar, drinkin’ with my friends, and the next thing I know, this guy is hittin’ me over the head with a bottle. The bottle shattered, he tackled me, and I fought back. End of story.”

“Not quite. Do you know why he hit you with a bottle?”

“No idea.”

“So, it was completely random?” He eyes me skeptically, as if he knows something I don’t.

I nod.

“Yes?”

“Yeah.”

“Had you ever met the victim before?”

“The victim? Is that what we’re callin’ him? What does that make me then?”

“I didn’t mean that how it came out. I just don’t think you realize the damage you’ve done. We just got an update on him from the hospital. Four missing teeth. Broken jaw. Broken orbital. You really messed him up good. He’s gonna have a long recovery.”

A new nervousness sinks its teeth into me, a choking knot in my throat. “I don’t remember that.”

“You don’t remember what?”

“I don’t remember hittin’ him that much. I kinda blacked out, I guess.”

He breathes out a heavy sigh, scratching at his chin, and his eyes study me. “We’ve collected video from the establishment. Statements from witnesses. One of those witnesses claims he witnessed you attack his friend, the young man in the hospital now. He said you beat him up a few weeks ago. There are reports that support his claim.”

“He says it was me? Well, he’s sadly mistaken. I ain’t ever met that kid in my life. Not ever. And I haven’t fought since before my Army days.”

His eyes are locked on mine. He seems to be plenty aware of the bald-faced lie I just presented him with. I don’t look away.

“We have nothing on your involvement in the previous incident, but what you did tonight went too far. You’re a trained soldier. He’s a twenty-year-old kid. I don’t care what he thinks, a kid is just what he is. And now he’ll be lucky if he’s not drinking out of a straw for a while.”

“He attacked me,” I say firmly.

He nods. “Yes, and that’ll be taken into account.”

“So, am I arrested?”

“As of now, yes. We’ll set bail in the morning. You can make a phone call and have one of your friends or family post it.”

I lean forward, my elbows on the table. “Listen, he’s a twenty-year-old man. An adult. He hit me over the head with a bottle.

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