Chapter Thirty-OneOfficer Peters sounded almost apologetic as he pulled out his handcuffs and said, “I’m going to have to cuff you. Just until we get this straightened out.”
Jack didn’t offer his wrists and Officer Peters cleared his throat and said more forcefully, “Hold out your wrists for me.”
“Am I under arrest?” asked Jack.
“Not presently, as long as you cooperate,” Officer Foy responded sternly.
At that moment, a cacophony of sirens sounded in the distance and Jack decided it was time he listened to his gut. “Well, we won’t trouble you any longer, officers. If I’m not under arrest, then I’ll be on my way and let you be on yours.”
He stepped towards his car and Peters held out a hand to stop him, but just as the hand was about to make contact with Jack’s chest, Jack swiftly grabb
