*Tallon*
I had been held in custody a few times in my life, but never for any significant length of time. I could be reckless when I was young, but the family was well prepared to deal with any minor run-ins with the law, and most detectives were too smart to pick a fight with us. It was very likely that I had become jaded by those early experiences.
I felt like I was untouchable. I was always careful about what my men did, and I made sure to take precautions to protect the family, but when it came to my own legal jeopardy, I was never worried about serving time. I thought I’d get killed before I ever ended up in a cell.
I was wrong.
I was accustomed to a certain lifestyle and, as much as I liked to pretend that I wasn’t spoiled, I was quickly learning differently. I wanted nothing more than to go home, and I felt ridiculous for feeling that way.
