Juan led me to the interrogation room where the suspect’s hands were cuffed to the table. He hasn’t asked for a lawyer and we expected that Luther and Marcus didn’t arrange a legal adviser for their workers as per the poison they have to take when they get caught. It is a sin to get captured by law enforcement and if they somehow escape or get released, they get killed for being reckless.
The guy lifted his gaze and locked eyes with me. A corner of his mouth lifted. “Well, I am guilty. Are you going to lock me up, officer?” He mocked me.
“It’s detective,” Juan informed the guy, slapping the file down on the table and flipping it open.
“And I am sergeant but that doesn’t seem to borrow you since you are passionate about killing officers from the law,” Juan took charge of the interrogat
