Chapter 42
Javier Lorenzo
"You are free to go." As soon as these words left the mouth of the Chief of Police, I jumped to my feet and followed Francisco out. We thanked our lawyer, Mr. Tencredi who is a man in his late forties.
I entered Francisco's car and he started driving us both away from the police station.
The ride was silent with each of us lost in our thoughts. I rested my back as I let my mind drift—the streets of Hollywood enchanted me despite the cold weather. A few hours in a police cell is enough to redirect a person's trajectory.
I stared out the window as this once evergreen street was slowly covered by snow on rooftops, trees, car tops, and sidewalks. It's gonna be a white Christmas this year.
My heart drifted to the source of my joy and woes, Lula Lopez. The one
