Emma wasn't surprised about the police being on the brink of arrival. She called Alexander and told him everything that was going on. Then, she hung up and was taken back to the security waiting area.
"Well, that was fast. Too bad they're not this fast when real crimes take place in this city," Emma said.
"Oh, this is a real crime," the security guard said and Emma laughed at him. It was clear, that he didn't know or cared about true crimes. Emilio looked at her and wondered who the hell was the person sitting next to him. Was this really his cousin? The rest of the minutes passed by in torturing silence. Emma smiled sometimes as the security guard looked at her. The security guard ignored her and waited until the cops finally came in. A man and a woman police officer came into the office. The female officer wore a bun for her dark, brown hair, lip gloss and a curvy body. The male officer was tall with a square-shaped body. The security guard greeted them and shook their hand.
"This is the woman and her accomplice. I just made the report," the security guard said to the police. Emma laughed. She couldn't believe this guy was serious about this and Emilio briefly frowned at her. He felt uneasy about the situation.
"Accomplice?" Emma asked. The woman police officer tilted and looked at her. Emma showed her a huge smile. The police officer wasn't amused. She tilted her head back towards the security guard.
"Where's the stolen item?" The policewoman asked, focusing on the security guard.
"It's in her purse and we have video of her putting it in her purse and everything," the security guard said. The female police officer squinted her eyes at him questioningly. Then she turned around and asked for Emma's purse, but Emma shook her head playfully. She didn't say a word. The policewoman pursed her lips annoyed at her and then snatched it away from her with force.
"You need a warrant for that," Emma said.
"Shut up. You're going to jail," the policewoman said.
"Are you sure about that?" Emma challenged.
"Please, be quiet," the officer replied. She opened the purse and turned it on the table. Emma's personal items crashed onto the desk like candy falling out of a piñata.
"Which one is it?" the policewoman asked. The security guard nervously began to rummage for the item because he didn't see it. His fingers trembled.
"Which one is it?" The policewoman asked again losing her patience. Her shift was almost over and her boots were killing her. She just wanted to go home and watch T.V. before her husband came home from work.
"I told you she was just fooling around, but she put it back. I did tell you," Emilio said. The policewoman tilted towards Emilio and then back at the security guard.
"Maybe she has it on her," the security guard nervously insisted. The policewoman stared at the guard for a moment. She wasn't liking how this was turning out. If this was a fake claim, this could all just give them a huge headache.
"Does she fucking have it or not?" She asked the security guard and he insisted that she did. The female officer ordered Emilia to stand up, but she didn't.
"Pull her up," the policewoman told her partner and male police officer.
"Is this necessary? I already told you that she doesn't have anything. You saw the contents of the purse yourself. This is intimidation," Emilio said.
"It's not intimidation. It's simply an investigation. We received a call and a complaint and we are here to investigate that complaint. If there's an issue, it would be with security," the female police officer said as she defended herself and her job. The policewoman searched her, including in some of her most intimate places. She touched Emma's buttocks and ordered her to spread her buttcheeks. Then, she pressed her fingers right into her back hole. After that she touched Emma's front side, putting her fingers in her intimate area although it was shielded by her panties.
"That feels good," Emma teased. The policewoman gazed at her face for a while and then ordered her to be seated. She was losing her patience and just wanted this to be over.
"Search him," she said to the police officer as she referred to Emilio.
"Me? I haven't done anything. This is police brutality," Emilio complained.
"Shut the fuck up. You don't know what police brutality is," the male police officer said. He was searched. They found nothing. The policewoman turned towards the security officer and Emma laughed. Now, the female police officer knew why. Emma had been playing games. There was nothing she could do in this case, because it was a false allegation. It was the security officer who was going to have to answer to all of this.
"Show me the video," she said. The security guard opened the monitoring office and led her in. The other police officer stayed to watch over both Emma and Emilio.
"Now, don't you feel stupid coming all the way over here for nothing? No crime was committed. The only one who's a criminal is Mancinni and your justice department did nothing," Emma said.
"Be quiet," the police officer replied annoyed.
"I was just sexually assaulted by your partner. I literally felt her finger in my ass," Emma complained. The police officer played it cool.
"Don't make me say it again," the police officer said indifferently.
"You know… if you would have sexually assaulted me, I wouldn't have minded it all," Emma said and the officer swallowed hard and began to sweat. He almost blushed. Emma looked stunning with her dark hair. There was also something incredibly sexy about her that the police officer couldn't quite put into words. He kept his calm.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Emilio whispered over at Emma, but she ignored him. She was impressed though, he hardly used curse words, so she must have achieved full annoyance. Good. She was annoyed about everything and it was time that Emilio did the same. Emilio on the other hand was wondering if Emma was losing her fucking mind or something. The policewoman came out with the security guard minutes later.
"You're free to go. It was a mistake," the policewoman said.
"Oh, that's it? No apology for sticking your fingers up my ass?" Emma asked her. The policewoman walked out and the male police officer followed, but before he left, Emma blew him a kiss. The police officer swallowed hard again and left. The security guard placed her things in her purse and handed her purse to Emma. Emma smiled maliciously.
"I'm… sorry…" the security guard said.
"You bet, you fucking are. You're lucky I don't press charges against you for being a fucking idiot. Next time, check the whole video. I need to call my friend to tell him that he doesn't need to come for me anymore. The least that you can do is give me the phone," she said and the security guard immediately nodded.
"Thank you," she said and she walked into the monitor office to call Alexander. She felt sorry for him because he had already got into a cab to go get her, but she brushed away that feeling. The whole incident had been a charade anyway. It wasn't her fault. Alexander was cool about it, that's why she liked him so much. After she finished her call, she hung up and walked away with her purse. Emilio walked beside her with a what the fuck was that expression on his face. He was confused.
"You putting your fingers up my ass, I have to say, that, that felt… really good," she said to the female police officer outside of the security offices. The woman wondered if Emilia was a sicko and ignored her. She continued to walk on with her partner and Emma blew her a kiss as she left the mall's hall. Emilio walked behind her. Emma didn't bother to wear her shoes again. Instead, she walked out barefoot. She had no intention of getting or putting her shoes back on. After they were out of hearing range, Emilio spoke to her.
"What the fuck was that?" Emilio said shocked.
"Oh, look, my shoes," Emma said when she saw them on the floor. She picked them up and put them on. Emilio didn't understand this. Her behavior was odd. He wondered if she was going through some sort of mental breakdown.
"Emma, what the fuck?" Emilio asked.
"Would you relax? I have a right to have some fun, don't I?" She asked.
"You call being chased and ass fingered fun?" Emilio said and Emma turned to her cousin and smiled.
"You bet," Emma replied with a smirk.
"We could have gotten arrested for a fucking perfume. We could have gotten arrested for a fucking perfume. We could have gotten arrested for a fucking perfume," he said repeatedly.
"Would you relax? We could have, but we didn't. Laugh at the shit," Emma replied. Emilio frowned annoyed. This wasn't like her.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Emilio asked her. She turned to him.
"You want to know what the fuck is wrong with me? Do you really want to know?" She asked her cousin. Her cousin nodded.
"Yeah, I think I have the right to know. You did involve me in this mess," he replied. They slowed down as more people walked in front of them.
"Okay. I'll tell you what's wrong with me. You want to know what's wrong with me? Nothing. For the first time in a very long time, nothing is wrong with me. Now, I can see everything clearly," she said.
"What the fuck are you talking about? That was the stupidest shit you've ever done. We almost got arrested," Emilio insisted.
"But we didn't. Don't you fucking get it?" Emma said, but Emilio was puzzled. They passed through many stores as they continued to head to the mall's exit doors.
"No. I don't get it. Maybe you should explain it to me," Emilio replied.
"Oh… don't worry. I will and once I do, you too will see everything crystal clear," she replied. Emilio shook his head worried.
"I hope so," he replied as they left they finally reached the exit doors of the mall. They arrived at the parking lot and continued to walk out of the mall's parking entrance and to the sidewalk where they could ask for a cab. Emma had to go to Emilio's to snatch her wig. She almost didn't care about the wig anymore and she just wanted to leave it at Emilio's, but Emilio was adamant about it. The cab arrived. Emilio whistled and waved at it so that the cab driver could see him. The cab stopped, the cousins got in. They arrived at Emilio's.
"Could you wait for me one moment. She left something at my house. I'm going to give it to her and then you can drive her home," Emilio said.
"It'll cost you extra," the cab driver said.
"Just go, already," Emma said to Emilio. Emilio ran into the house and came back in like thirty seconds with her wig in his hand.
"I'll email you the edits," Emilio said and she nodded.
"Great. You do that and we'll talk later," Emma replied.
"Cool," Emilio said and he left. He shook his head. He was worried about her erratic behavior, but decided not to think about it. He had his own issues to deal with. He had to edit the video and deal with his mother who had Alzeihmer's. The cab left and Emma told him, that she was head to Burleys. Burleys was the poorest and most dangerous area from the entire city of Crave. That's where she lived.