"Are you deaf? I found the person who raped me. Are you going to arrest her or not? If you're not going to arrest her, then I'll handle it myself."
"Sir, today is Miss Johnson's engagement party. I think there might be some misunderstanding. Let's talk it out calmly. If it really doesn't work, can we resolve it privately?" Officer Smith tried to mediate, a headache already forming.
He was about to get off work when this menacing man reported that a woman had raped him. Before Officer Smith could say anything, the man had shoved him into a car.
If not for his poverty and old age, he would have suspected he was being robbed of his money and violated.
Adrian Desmond raised an eyebrow, a cold sneer on his lips. "I know President Johnson is rich. 'Resolve it privately' just means using money to make it go away, right? So, you think you can sleep with me and then pay me off? You really take me for one of those gigolos who sleep with rich old women."
