Chapter Thirty-seven
Nancy slapped the warrant against her legs. She was
getting frustrated. It had taken the better part of the night to get the
warrant and find Bennet’s landlord to serve it. Now she stood in front of the
idiot, listening to him give her some bullshit story about not knowing Jarrod
Bennet and raving about police brutality.
“Look, we know you own the home. So, you can either
accompany us to the residence and open the place, or we take a battering ram to
the front door. Your choice.” Nancy shrugged.
“I need to call my lawyer.”
Nancy put her hand on the door as he tried to slam it in
her face. “Officer, arrest this man for obstruction.”
The clink of the metal cuffs being pulled brought him to a
stop. “Hey, now wait just a minute.”
He held up his hands and step
