(Riley's POV)
I feel the back of my head and hiss at the pain. I then touch my lip see blood on my fingers. "You're p-p-pretty b-b-beat up," Luca says.
"I know," I say and rub my sore shoulder from being tackled.
"I-I-I'll help c-clean y-you up." I smile, but then frown from the pain and Luca sighs.
"Thanks," I say.
"You guys are kind of lucky this happened," the officer says.
"Why?" Luca asks. I notice he didn't stutter and smile. At least that's getting better.
"Well, we got a confession out of it. You'll still need to come to the station on Monday to give a statement," she says.
"O-Okay." They pull into Luca's driveway and we all get out. We walk into the house and Storm's eyes widen when he see's us.
"What's going on?" he asks.
"As Riley and Luca were on their way home
