Powerless (The Girl in the Box Book 40) by Robert J. Crane

Author:Robert J. Crane
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Ostiagard Press
Published: 2020-05-31T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

“So you didn't start it?” Lt. Mann stared at me smokily – by which I meant if her eyes could have been on fire, they would have been – and waited for my inevitable and snarky reply.

“Exactly,” I said. “And I would have finished it, but unfortunately you guys are holding in limbo my permit to purchase a gun, so...yeah. Bad guys got away. Also, I got darted and cuffed.” I rattled the cuffs behind my back. “Still am, actually. Your hospitality is not so much the stuff of legends. You're kinda like the Dick's Last Resort of your field.”

“You're an active danger,” she said, looking at the preliminary report one of the local cops had handed her when she'd arrived at the scene. God only knew what they'd written, since I'd done nothing to resist arrest and had been generally polite if a little snarky. For me, that's best behavior.

“I've been sitting cuffed in a cop car for the last hour; I'm not an active anything.”

She glanced up at me, and I could just see her sheer annoyance at even having to deal with my sparkling personality. “Tell me, then – why do I keep running into you?”

“I don't know,” I clapped back, “why do you conduct ninety percent of your conversations during the day with suspects and other cops? Do you think it has anything to do with the nature of your job?”

Her eyes narrowed, then flitted right back down to the report. She didn't answer that, because what was she going to say? “Oh, yes, I totally understand – you're the foremost authority on dealing with metahuman criminals and threats, naturally you would have high levels of contact with dangerous people.”

That would have been the sane, logical, reasonable answer. But all that had apparently fled Minnesota, and instead I was dealing with the illogic and unreasonable minds of people scared like spooked cattle at the idea a person with powers was in their proximity and doing her level best to just live her life without causing problems. Too bad others didn't want to let me.

“What's the name of these other parties you've been tangling with?” she asked.

“I don't know, I'm not allowed to check their ID, and they haven't offered their names. I guess they skipped Miss Manners's class on polite introductions.”

She was not impressed by this lack of information. “We have no evidence that this incident is anything other than you destroying property.”

“Have you checked the camera footage?” I jerked my head in the direction of the light posts in the middle of the highway. Traffic was moving again, albeit slowly. Minnesota's Department of Transportation (MnDOT) had a camera system posted all along the interstate, with a livestream feature regularly used on local morning news programs. Hell, you could go to their website and view it yourself if you were of a mind to.

Lt. Mann kept eminently, almost reasonably calm, which provided a stark contrast to the utterly maddening nature of her every comment. “Maybe they've been altered.

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