My mother's face froze hard in an instant. She looked like she was about to snap a retort, but the second she spotted the police standing behind me, she clamped her mouth shut so fast you could almost hear the click of her teeth.
Liam, meanwhile, had gone as pale as a corpse. He went completely limp, slumping back against the hospital bed like a sack of wet cement.
"Mr. and Mrs. Queen," the lead officer flashed his badge, his voice sharp and uncompromising, "you are suspected of insulting, defaming, and threatening the victim, Ms. Shiloh Watson, as well as harboring a criminal suspect. Please come back to the station with us now to cooperate with the investigation."
"No! You can't arrest me! I'm her mother!" My mother shrieked at the top of her lungs and tried to twist free, but the off
