Chapter 6
"What the hell is going on here? Why am I being freaking arrested?" she screams as the officer drags her into the elevator. "Ma'am you have to calm down." he tells her sternly. "I am not going to fucking calm down until I know why I am being freaking arrested!" "I'm not allowed to disclose that information right now ma'am, you will have to wait until we arrive at the station. Then, and only then, will they tell you what you wish to know." She sighs in defeat and doesn't say another word until she gets to the police house.
"Dad, are you sure that this is a good idea? I mean, Steph could get in huge trouble, not to mention how mad she'll be at us." "Son, listen, I make the rules... and all you have to do is follow them. No questions, got it?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Good, so when we get there you are going to QUIETLY go into the house and find Beau. Get him out of there and in here as quickly as possible. I would go in myself but we gotta make a fast getaway." "Okay dad. Whatever you say." No more words are exchanged between the duo as the black SUV goes speeding down the high way.
"Okay, now can I please just call someone." Stephanie asks as soon as she steps out of the police car. "Questioning first, then you will be permitted to make a phone call." "Questioning? What the hell is going on?" "Yes ma'am." She is brought to a small room with beige walls and a desk and chairs in the middle. In one chair is a plump, bald mid-aged man in police blue clothing. "Please miss take a seat." He motions to her when seeing her standing in the doorway looking awkwardly at him. Before moving she stares at him for a few moments in disgust. "I don't want to sit down. I want to know why in the blue hell I'm here." "Miss please calm down and just take a seat." The man once again motions to the chair across from him. "As soon as you tell me what the hell's going on. Then, and ONLY then, will I answer your questions. "Well as you know you were arrested." "No fucking way?" she asks sarcastically, "You see, I thought that the officers just brought me here cause they wanted to chat." "You were arrested for child abuse." Stephanie looks at him with shock and disbelief. She had never laid one hurtful finger on her kids.
"What the hell is going on here? Why am I being freaking arrested?" she screams as the officer drags her into the elevator. "Ma'am you have to calm down." he tells her sternly. "I am not going to fucking calm down until I know why I am being freaking arrested!" "I'm not allowed to disclose that information right now ma'am, you will have to wait until we arrive at the station. Then, and only then, will they tell you what you wish to know." She sighs in defeat and doesn't say another word until she gets to the police house.
"Dad, are you sure that this is a good idea? I mean, Steph could get in huge trouble, not to mention how mad she'll be at us." "Son, listen, I make the rules... and all you have to do is follow them. No questions, got it?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Good, so when we get there you are going to QUIETLY go into the house and find Beau. Get him out of there and in here as quickly as possible. I would go in myself but we gotta make a fast getaway." "Okay dad. Whatever you say." No more words are exchanged between the duo as the black SUV goes speeding down the high way.
"Okay, now can I please just call someone." Stephanie asks as soon as she steps out of the police car. "Questioning first, then you will be permitted to make a phone call." "Questioning? What the hell is going on?" "Yes ma'am." She is brought to a small room with beige walls and a desk and chairs in the middle. In one chair is a plump, bald mid-aged man in police blue clothing. "Please miss take a seat." He motions to her when seeing her standing in the doorway looking awkwardly at him. Before moving she stares at him for a few moments in disgust. "I don't want to sit down. I want to know why in the blue hell I'm here." "Miss please calm down and just take a seat." The man once again motions to the chair across from him. "As soon as you tell me what the hell's going on. Then, and ONLY then, will I answer your questions. "Well as you know you were arrested." "No fucking way?" she asks sarcastically, "You see, I thought that the officers just brought me here cause they wanted to chat." "You were arrested for child abuse." Stephanie looks at him with shock and disbelief. She had never laid one hurtful finger on her kids.