34

25 0 0
                                    



He walked me down past the library and far beyond any place I've been in here. I didn't recognize this place. It's dark, cold and the roof leaks.

"What's going on? Where are we?"  I asked.

He stood firm and released my cuffs without answering.

"Listen, I need you to be honest with me." He said.

"About?"

"Are you involved in the illegal activities that are going on in here?"

"What? Why are you asking me that?"

"Tell me the truth, Deysire."

"No! I'm not."

"You're lying!"

"Are you?" I asked.

He hung his head, as if he was being anchored in guilt. He looked at me.

"ANSWER ME!" I demanded.

"I'm not what you think."

"What? A good person, Mitch?"

"I'm not a bad person."

"So, who are you?"

"I'm trying to help you."

"How?"

"Just answer me, Deysire. Are you into anything illegal?"

"Are you?"

"YES! To save you."

"Save me from what? Seems like you're the dangerous one. Maybe I should be saved from you."

"I'll tell you the truth but you have to reciprocate." He insisted.

"Fair enough."

"I made a drop this morning for another officer."

"Who?"

"It's not important. I did it and that's not who I am."

"So, are you assuming that I'm into illegal s**t because you are?"

"No, because I f**king heard you."

Desire 2: CagedWhere stories live. Discover now