Page 59 of Absolution

Fuck, Ricca had drugs? Had she slipped off the sobriety wagon and started using again under my nose? Did this start in California?

My body roars in rage over this bullshit charge. I would have known if she was using again. Her body would have shown the signs of it. Track marks, dilated pupils, or even a bloody fucking nose. Absolutely nothing. Besides the fact that cocaine was never her drug of choice, this was nothing but bullshit. Something else is happening here.

The officer clicks the cuffs on my wrists open, and I rub them to relieve the pain from the metal biting into my skin.

“You’re free to go, but I’ll be keeping a close tab on this place, don’t even think about trying to bring drugs in here after we leave.”

I sneer at the officer, but as much as I want to take a swing at him, I can’t. If I am in jail, that doesn’t help Ricca, if she really has been arrested. The men clear out of the scene, and the officer who took my phone from my hand gives it back to me. He no doubt put a tracker on it, and I know that I may need to ditch it for a new one.

I wait for them to leave, before I start back for the trailer. The scene in front sends a growl screaming from my mouth. Every inch of this place is destroyed. The new wood panels and carpet has been ripped up and torn away. The furniture has slashes in each cushion with stuffing scattered around the floor. Even our bed has been torn apart.

All for the sake of searching for drugs that aren’t here, and probably never were. The dark side of me roars to life from its dormant state. This may not be California, but even I know that to do this much destruction that there had to be probable cause. The officer never issued me a warrant for his search, which tells me right off the bat this is was illegal as fuck. Nothing about the situation seems right.

Securing this place should have been my first priority, but it’s not. Ricca is in trouble, and that trumps everything. Looking down to the phone in my hand, I know what I need to do.

I hit the button next to Raze’s name, and call in the cavalry. If it’s a war they want, it’s a war they’ll get. No one messes with my family and lives.

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