"Indan, why on earth would you sign something like that?" Kent threw at me.
"I told you, I thought he wanted what's best for me. I got into it, and now it's pretty much too late to do anything about it. I mean, I'm scared, not that's pretty much it. It means my days of free food are over. I teased him, just to lighten the mood around but it clearly wasn't working.
"So what's the next step now? What's supposed to be the solution?" He wanted to know instead.
"I don't know for sure to be honest. I'm like, waiting to be called by the station, and give my sincere answers to whatever questions I'll be asked." Who knew the bad things Sam could have said about me while in custody?
"It's okay." He said it with assurance. I felt a bit relieved but it wasn't so much work to know. I thought abo
