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A bang on the two-way mirror made me smirk and shut up. I’d bet my entire trust fund that Willow was back there.

“This is funny to you?” Morris demanded. I glanced at him and began studying my nails. Inside, I was a seething mass of emotions. Outrage and shock were dominant, but anger and hurt were close behind. Outrage, because how could anybody believe I’d do something vile? And hurt because two cops I’d considered friends had arrested me. I was angry that some bitch had made up lies and could ruin my reputation.

I wanted to know who’d done this, and I was furious. This was my life they were fucking up. None of this was a joke, and I’d press charges against this so-called victim myself.

The door opened, and a woman entered. “I’m Adeline Waters, Mr Michaelson’s lawyer. I’d like to consult with my client, and someone better tell me what the charges are. And don’t waste my time, either,” Adeline snapped.

Hope informed Adeline of the charges as I watched, amused.

Holy shit, where did Mum dig her up from? Adeline stared at them until they left.

“Did you say anything?” Adeline asked.

“Lawyer.”

“Good. I have been informed you’ve been arrested for suspected rape and aggravated battery and assault with a lethal weapon. Do you know the victim?”

“For what? No way. And I’ve not been given a name yet.”

“Really? How interesting. If I state no comment, you don’t speak. If you’re going to disobey, tell me now because I’ve better things to do on a Saturday and I don’t work weekends. This is a favour to your mother, which Phoe will pay very handsomely for,” Adeline said.

“I’ll do what you tell me.”

“Let’s get this show on the road,” Adeline stated, walked to the door, and banged on it. She sat back beside me as Hope and Morris came in carrying a file.

“Do you understand your Miranda rights?” Hope questioned.

I glanced at Adeline and answered when she nodded. “Yeah.”

“Good, we wouldn’t want any mistakes or misunderstandings because of your dual nationality,” Morris sneered.

“Don’t insult my client’s intelligence,” Adeline snapped.

“Do you have temper issues, Micah?” Hope asked.

“No comment,” Adeline said.

“See, I ask because wasn’t there an incident a few days ago with Mr Felix Moon?” Morris inquired.

“Who?” I demanded before Adeline could speak. I swapped a confused glance with her. I thought I was here for rape?

“Mr Moon gave a statement saying that you threw him out of the Hellfire Club building in just his boxers,” Hope explained.

I snickered; I couldn’t help it. Adeline shot me a stare.

“Vampire? He was politely asked to leave the clubhouse,” I said.

“That’s not what he says. Mr Moon claims you dragged him through your compound naked and shoved him into the street,” Hope pushed.

“MC justice is harsh,” I murmured after a look at Adeline.

“You admit it?” Hope pressed.

“No, I admit nothing.”

“Are you accusing Mr Michaelson of raping and assaulting Mr Moon? Because, quite frankly, I’m confused,” Adeline demanded.

“No. We’re establishing that Mr Michaelson has anger issues,” Morris declared as he opened the file and slipped some photographs out. Morris slid them in front of me and I stared at them as my mouth worked silently.

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