DUNCAN
Restless and impatient, I paced back and forth in the cramped cell. My head was still throbbing from the night's events, the betrayal that had left indelible images of Chase all over June.
On paper, she was my father's, but in my mind, she was mine, and I saw her every f*****g time.
Being locked up wasn't my idea of a good time, but it was better than what I'd have done after dropping June home. I couldn't stop thinking of ways to kill him, to make Melissa and Colten’s life a living hell.
I didn't sit the whole time, knowing that despite the severity of the arrest, Angelo, our third in command, was pulling strings to get me out. After some time had passed, I heard the sound of jangling keys outside the cell. I looked up as the door creaked open, and a police officer stood there
