Page 72 of The Broken Beginning: Part One

“Ma’am, we really need you to come to the station.”

“I’ll tell you what, Officer Cook,” I said to the nicer of the two. “I’ll meet you there with my lawyer later.”

“What the hell do you need a lawyer for?”

“Well, considering your attitude, officer asshole, I’d think that seems self-explanatory.”

He stepped forward as if he thought he would put his hands on me, but Officer Cook halted him. “I don’t know what the hell your problem is, but you need to go wait in the car now.”

“She’s a fucking biker whore.”

“Excuse me?” I yelled.

“Chris!” Officer Cook hissed. “Get to the car now!”

“I’m going to have my lawyer file a complaint against him when I get there.”

He tapped at something on his chest. “I have no problem giving a statement about your treatment.”

“That’s surprising.”

“It shouldn’t be. His attitude puts me in danger right along with everyone else.” I nodded and turned to make sure Declan was still occupied.

“I don’t have anyone to watch my son right now, so I’ll either have to bring him or wait to come to the station.”

“It’s okay to bring him. I promise, nothing will happen to you. We just have some questions.”

“What’s going on with my mother?”

“I think that will be better explained at the station, ma’am.”

“Fine.”

Two hours later, I approached the station with Declan in my arms and Barry Bartholomew Esq. at my side. He was the lawyer I used for my book deals, so he promised that he might not be much help. I bartered a healthy hourly fee for him just to stand by my side anyway because I didn’t have the time to look for another attorney, and for once, I couldn’t get a hold of Merc, my father, or Boone.

When they finally got Officer Cook for me, the first thing he did was sit us in a far too cold room to wait. Then he brought his superior in to speak with me.

“Mrs. Donovan, I’m Lieutenant Shaffer, and I want to apologize for the way you were spoken to at your home earlier today. It was uncalled for and the officer in question is being handled appropriately.”

“All the same, I want an official complaint filed against Officer Asshole so that I know it’s in his record.”

Lieutenant Shaffer’s lip twitched, but he managed to keep a mostly straight face as he sat in the seat opposite myself and Barry. Officer Cook continued to stand near the door of the room.

“Mrs. Donovan,” he started.

“Lily,” I corrected.

“Lily, can you tell me the last time you saw your mother?”

“I sure can,” I gave him the exact date.

“Can I ask how it is that you know the date like it was yesterday?”

I laughed. “That date held a lot of significance for me. I looked down at the boy squirming in my arms. “It was the day he was made, the day I lost my virginity, and the day my father found out about my mother cheating on him with one of his club brothers. It was also the day he told her to leave and never come back. She left and I never saw or heard from her again.”

“Your dad stayed at the house when your mother left?”

“Yes, he was there with me.”

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