The last thing Joe would have ever thought he would experience was sleeping at the police station for a night.
By the time he managed to fall asleep, he was fuming, and the second he woke he was, the look on his face was akin that of a person on the edge, an inch away from committing bloody murder.
He was furious and the fact that minutes had turned into hours without him being bailed out only made him boil even more in anger.
If they had given him the power to do so, he would have ensured that the police station was burned right to the ground.
Very early in the morning, he sat fuming on a bench of the chair of the room he was brought into.
Regardless of how starving and thirsty he was, he still refused every kind of food he was offered as he looked down on everyone like he was king a
