Carina’s POV
Never in a million years would I ever think that I’d get locked up. I may have not been in jail yet, but the circumstances weren’t looking so good.
“Take your clothes off and bend over.” The woman officer demanded as she looked at me with contempt.
I gave her a flat look back, scrutinizing her messy appearance.
Her thin-gray hair was spilling out of her high bun and she looked weathered from all the years of working in this department.
She was over weight and her skin looked like leather—all wrinkly and dry, probably from all the cigarettes she smoked.
I could smell the tobacco every time she opened her annoying mouth to speak.
“What for?” I hissed back at her, “Like hell I’m about to strip and bend my naked ass over for you.”
The woman’s lips tugged into a sin
