"You have the right to speak to a lawyer. If you can't afford one, the state will appoint one for you. Do you understand what I'm saying, Mrs Miller?"
I look from one officer to the other.
"How did you know where to find me?"
"Good thing is that we found you."
I clear my throat, my heart pounding.
"I need to change my clothes."
The officer nods at his accomplice.
"Accompany her."
"Accompany me? To get dressed? Is that even legal?"
"It's the rules, miss. We're just following instructions."
"You can't come in unless you have some sort of a warrant."
He sighs tiredly, then he rubs the warrant in my face. Literally.
Grunting under my breath, I turn on my heel and walk back inside.
I can hear the officer behind me as I walk up the stairs. He's asking questions but I don't reply
