It took the Chacester police department four hours to finally admit they had nothing to hold Gabriel on. If Detective Fleming, a portly man with messy salt and pepper hair, who had the distinct scent of a brewery wafting around him, had thought Gabriel was just a nobody he could talk down to and threaten, he had gotten a rude awakening.
It had been almost comical to watch the detective fluster and flip through his file, searching for a viable argument to justify slapping the handcuffs onto Gabriel’s wrists and locking him up in a cell.
But there had been none and Trick, who had also always been their legal reference despite never studying law in school, had made sure to point that out. In the end, with the combination of Trick’s intelligence, Lorenzo’s powerful influence, and Gabriel’s c
