“I already did. Now, turn around so I can put the cuffs on you. Any trouble…let’s hope you don’t meet the same fate as your victim.”
“My attacker? Singular? I recall two of you. Emphasis on you.”
Yup, one of his attackers was dead, and the other, well, Rocco was putting handcuffs on Jimmy, binding his wrists, reading him his rights, forcibly escorting him out of the motel room and through the lobby, A police cruiser awaited them. Jimmy thought it laughable, knew none of these charges would stick. Surely the motel had surveillance cameras which would prove Rocco’s culpability in the attack. But that would have to wait. As he rode in the backseat of the police car, Jimmy wasn’t thinking about his own legal situation, and instead was focused on why both Cho and Rocco had targeted him. Was i
