My blood was boiling with anger while I was being taken to the police station. 'Why did they do this to me?' I kept thinking in my mind. Tonight was a special night. all got ruined due to Lydia. That lady was like a termite which just couldn't die! How lucky was that b***h that every time I tried to kill her, she always ended up alive!
I clenched my fists, scowling at cuffs on wrists. 'I will not go to jail. Not while Lydia lives. I will not allow her to be happy with Frank.'
An idea struck me, and I looked at the two officers in front of the car before I said, "Officer, I need to use the restroom."
The officer then looked back to face me behind bars. He smirked and said, "You hold it in."
I scowled, nibbling on my lip. I wanted them to leave so that my plan would be carried out succes
