“Shit…” You mutter, getting bent over and cuffed. What did you expect? You were on the run for half a year now.

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be used in court.” The officer says, right before the detective who caught you, tilts your head up to face her.

Holy shit was she beautiful.

“Finally got you…” She cooed “Let him ride with me. I have so many questions…”

She instructed the officer, who handed you to her.