Treasured: Treasured Series Book One by Cari Z

Author:Cari Z [Z, Cari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

It happened really fast. I walked into my apartment building like usual, barely even noticing the police car parked outside. I mean, it’s not like I’d ever had any reason to notice the police. My apartment wasn’t in the best neighborhood, but it wasn’t awful. There hadn’t been any burglaries or other crime sprees that I knew of, so I just ignored the black and white car and walked inside.

I rode the elevator up to my floor, and when I got out, I saw cops by my front door. “Oh no. What happened, did someone break in? Is my stuff still there?” Oh God, were all my documents still there? I tried to push past the first officer, but an arm across my chest stopped me.

“Mr. Hart?”

“Yes?”

The officers exchanged glances. The one with the long reach spoke again. “My name is Officer Greaves, sir, and this is Officer Jameson. We need to ask you some questions.”

“Ooo-kay.” I waited.

“Downtown, sir.”

That floored me. “Why?”

“I’d rather not get into it here, sir, but you need to come with us.” He produced his handcuffs and I jumped.

“Hey, no! You don’t need to cuff me, good grief! What happened? I’ll come with you, fine, but I have no idea what this is about.”

“The handcuffs are procedure, sir,” Officer Greaves said apologetically.

What the hell? “Does this mean I’m under arrest?”

“Technically, sir, you’re only wanted for questioning.”

“In connection with what?” I asked. He raised the handcuffs again. “Look, please don’t put those on me,” I begged. I didn’t want anyone in my apartment building to think I was dealing drugs or something. “I’ll come with you guys, no problem. Just don’t handcuff me.”

Officer Greaves gave me a long look, then put the cuffs away. “Fine. Let’s get going.” I let him lead me back to the elevator in a daze.

Down we rode, stopping once on the third floor for Mrs. Polanski. When she saw me, at first she smiled—I pet-sit her cats when she goes to visit her daughter. We were friendly. When she saw I was accompanied by the police, her smile vanished. “Ah, um…I’ll get the next one,” she said weakly.

“Hell,” I muttered.

“Look on the bright side,” Officer Jameson said cheekily, “At least she didn’t see you in the cuffs.”

“Mark,” his partner chided him as we hit the ground floor. Thankfully there was no one else around to witness my walk of shame out to the car. Officer Greaves opened the back door and I slid in gingerly. “You okay?”

“Just no lights or sirens, please,” I requested.

“None,” he promised, and shut the door behind me.

I sat in silence on the ride to the station. Picked up for questioning. I had been fucking picked up for questioning by the fucking police. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. The closest I’d ever come to getting busted by the cops was a friend’s kegger in college, and I had booked it out of there like my ass was on fire, same as every other guy not too wasted to run.

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