Rebecca
“You are not making this any easy” the officer complains.
I’m seated in a dark room with cuffs around my hand, and a mirror by my right.
“I don’t know what you are taking about” I responded looking away.
“Are you telling me that you deny these charges?” He stated.
“I said I don’t know what you are talking about, do you know who I am?” I demanded.
He rested his head on his temples, I wasn’t giving him anything and I definitely won’t.
They expect me to confess and exonerate myself but as long as there is no evidence then I can’t be held for a crime that I hadn’t commmited.
Besides I had gotten rid of the evidence, I had demolished the car at the junkyard and the dash cam was gone. There is no way they could link me to the accident.
“You are going to play hard aren’t you?” He
