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“Don’t you dare tell me where I can and cannot stand,” I said, poking a uniformed officer in the chest with my finger. Yeah, that’s always a good idea.
The cop leaned forward into my space so he towered over me. “I don’t give a s**t who you are. If you ever touch me again, I’ll have you in cuffs so fast you won’t know what hit you. What do you think you’d do in jail, little girl?”
“Probably piss off more dumbass cops.”
“Now, listen—”
“I’ll take it from here, Sergeant.”
I hadn’t noticed Sutton’s arrival, and neither had the officer reaching for his cuffs. I wandered away as they discussed me in hushed tones.
Things had gotten a little strained as the minutes ticked by and I was shuffled from officer to officer, car to car, hearing nothing about JD. I’d watched when the ambulance a
