Chapter 6 - Beckett And Mary Arrive At The County Detention Center
The flashing red and blue lights of the police convoy illuminated the grim concrete facade of the county detention center.
Beckett and Mary were hauled out of the cruiser by two burly correctional deputies, their designer clothes wrinkled and stained.
Bookings officers processed their fingerprints and confiscated their personal belongings, including their expensive smartphones and wedding rings.
“You’re going to let us make a phone call to our high-priced attorney right now!” Beckett demanded angrily at the intake desk.
“You can make your allotted phone call after strip-search and intake processing are complete, inmate,” the duty sergeant replied flatly.
They were shoved into adjacent holding cells separated by thick steel bars and smudged safety glass.
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Mary sat on the metal bunk, rocking back and forth while muttering curses against my name under her breath.
Beckett buried his head in his hands, finally comprehending that his dream of stealing my inheritance had destroyed his entire existence.
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