Chapter 25
Shelby
When I got to the police station they had a paramedic take a look at my hand. It had already started to bruise and my knuckle had been split open when I made contact with Kyle’s face. It hurt like hell, but I walked away as if nothing in the world bothered me. One thing I didn’t anticipate was getting hauled away in a police car.
This isn’t going to look good on my record, I thought.
“It doesn’t look like it’s broken,” the paramedic told me. “I’m going to clean the cut and bandage it so you should be good to go after that.”
Her name was Janie and she appeared to be in her early forties with really short brown hair. She could almost pass for a man because of her masculine facial features, but her large chest kind of gave her away.
Before I even got to the station my
