Both men turned to look at the chief, standing behind the bars of the cell.
"What do you mean? I gave you two phone numbers -"
"A worker at home stated that your wife and friend went to the mall close by, " the cheid explained cutting Niel off.
Ian stood up and quickly recalled that his mom was gone. After 22 years of princely treatment he was going to sleep in a cold cell on a bed he hasn't adapted to yet. Niel ran to the door and held the bars to talk to the chief.
" It's almost dusk, you'll be out tomorrow, "he assured.
" I was planning to tell my children that I've never committed a crime worthy of going to jail, my record is ruined! My life is ruined!.. wait officer, I think I have another number if you could jus-"
" Sorry, but you can only call two relatives for now, " the chief spilled out his words of departure and made way to his office.
" No, no don't do this to me. Officer! Officer! Chief! Police man! Guy in the uniform! -"
"Shut the f××k up! " A cellmate ordered.
