Page 19 of Viva Wed Vegas

“And them?” the other officer asks, pointing to all the club members who are standing behind me.

“They are here waiting for their friends to be released,” I affirm.

“Gang colours are not permitted,” he counters.

I turn and look at the brothers. “I know.” I nod. “But those are not gang colours. They are merely motorcycle enthusiasts, and by law, they are free to wear their club’s logos. Just like any other club enthusiast,” I point out.

The other officer walks back in. “They are currently, er...” He pauses. “Busy with investigations,” he stutters.

I arch my brow. “Investigations into what exactly? No further questions or investigations will be permitted to happen without my presence. Now show me to my clients,” I state firmly.

“Fuck, I want to bend you over one of those desks and fuck you right now,” Hap growls in my ear, quietly for only me to hear. I bite down on my bottom lip to stop myself from smiling. The officers exchange a look before shrugging and nodding for me to follow him.

I quickly grab the bag of clothes for Star. “Don’t get arrested,” I hiss in warning over my shoulder at all of them as I follow the officer through the secure doors.

He leads me to a holding cell full of other women, and Star is sitting there in nothing but the stripper outfit she was wearing. My blood boils as I catch a few of the officers eying her appreciatively.

“Why has she not been offered suitable clothing?” I snap.

“Er...” the officer answers as he looks over at his colleagues for help.

I roll my eyes. “I will be reporting the arresting officers and the ones who left her in such an exposed state,” I affirm. Star stands, a smile on her lips when she hears me. She tucks her hair back behind her ear, exposing a cut on the left side of her temple. “And I will also be adding a formal complaint against you for not only wounding her but also for leaving her untreated.” My gaze immediately assesses her for other injuries. Thankfully I don’t notice anything else, other than a few scuff marks, but I know for certain seeing her standing there now with that mark on her head would have sent Ghost off the edge into an explosive fit of rage.

“Ma’am, unless you are here to post her bail, there ain’t nothing you can do until she attends court,” the officer states.

I turn and look at him, raising my brow. “Officer, you clearly do not know me or the law. Otherwise, you would not have arrested my clients and caused them such bodily harm. I could have you and every single one of the arresting officers on a sexual assault charge,” I threaten.

He swallows, looking at his feet like a chastised little boy.

I shake my head, tired of dealing with officers like this. It tarnishes the good ones. “So, where can I talk with my client?” I ask.

“Right here, ma’am. Unless you are here to post bail, then I’m sorry. There ain’t much I can do,” he says again with a shrug.

“Fine, open the cage,” I order.

He hesitates for a moment before nodding his head. After opening it, I step inside, noting a few of the other women in there glance at me with interest.

“Lay a fucking finger on her and I will slit your throat in your sleep,” Star growls in warning.

“Well, I see it didn’t take you long to become the queen bee.” I smirk.

She smiles proudly and shrugs. “You have met who I am marrying tomorrow, right?” she retorts sarcastically.

I hum and nod. “How bad are you thinking he is going to be?” I question. Star gives me a worried look. “Oh jeez,” I murmur.

She nods. “But it wasn’t his fault. He saw what they did to me and how they were touching me any way they could, and he lost it. They tackled him to the ground and beat him with their batons before firing a taser. Even though he wasn’t fighting or resisting at that point. I tried to get to him, but they held me back,” she breathes, looking away.

“Did anyone record this?” I ask.

She shrugs. “I think so. Someone yelled something from the crowd, which riled them up. They all had their phones out, but who knows who or what or even if they posted anything.”

I pull out my phone. “They didn’t even search me before bringing me in here,” I mutter as I scroll through various social media sites. “One thing for sure is I have them on incompetence,” I mutter. “Found it.” I smile before pressing play, keeping the sound low as we watch a recording of the arrest. Jesus, it was brutal watching what they did to Ghost. I quickly message the account, someone called SavSis3 who posted it, and ask them to email a copy of it for evidence.

“Right, I need to go speak to Ghost. I will find out how much your bails are and post them,” I assure her. “Then, when you go to court, I will blow this whole shitshow up their ass,” I affirm.

Star nods. “Tell Ghost to keep calm and that I’m fine, and that he better not have messed up his pretty face the day before our wedding,” she adds.

“Noted.” I nod before turning to the door to be let out. “And get dressed. I have only ever seen one labia in my life. Mine. I want to keep it that way,” I quip, making Star laugh.

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