Jane “I want my phone call.” I hiss, thrashing against the officers dragging me towards the jail’s small cells as the investigator watches with a malicious grin. “Whoever said anything about a phone call?” He drawls. “We haven’t even booked you yet. If you’re good you might get a call in the morning, once we’ve had some time to talk.” “My lawyer will find out anyway!” I growl, “you might have humiliated me by arresting me in front of the cameras, but it will be all over the news by now.” “It was worth it.” He answers, “you brought this on yourself, don’t go blaming me just because you made bad decisions.” All I can do is pray Linda wasn’t so busy setting up my anniversary dinner that she missed the news broadcast. I don’t even have the energy to be frustrated she was plotting with th