Chapter 23
“This is your f*****g fault,” she said and gave me the finger through prison bars.
“How is it my fault?
“We could have stayed home. But no, Mr. Poly wants to be a good man and come all the way to this shitty town to get arrested by shitty cops and sleep in shitty holding cells!”
The shitty cop next to me shifted in his place. I looked at him with an apologetic face.
“You must be tired, here, I brought you fresh clothes.”
I gave her the clothes through the bars and turned my back to her. The police officer looked down and then stepped out the door.
As Zoe was changing, I explained what I had done through the morning.
“Uh huh. Yeah, good job, for a noob. Gawd what I wouldn’t do for a smoke right now.”
“I’ll ask. They are warming up to us after Athanasiou talked to them, b
