Piper’s good friend Jane emerged out from behind the ocean of flashing lights and headlights to click on a set of handcuffs into place on Harris’s wrists.

“Particular Agent Steven Harris,” she stated. “You might be underneath arrest, for wire fraud, bribery, and the tried homicide of a federal agent. You could have the precise…”

“Reserve it, Jane. I’ve been studying individuals their rights since…” Harris started to say, trailing off into silence.

There, standing by his bike with a sawed-off shotgun in his palms, Satan watched the proceedings with cheerful curiosity. When he noticed Satan, Harris’s eyes narrowed in sudden, confused recognition.

“What?” he stated. “Dr. Redpepper?”

“Hey dude!” Satan stated with just a little wave. “How’s your butthole?”

“You’re not a health care provider?” Harris stated incredulously. “You’re a… a… you son of a bitch! What you probably did to me…”

He started to wrestle vainly in opposition to his handcuffs, straining in opposition to the individuals holding his arms in his determined want to cost at and assault Satan.

“What I did to you?” Satan stated, trying confused. “I did you a favor! Loosened your corporation up for you to your journey to jail. Now all that gang rape received’t be so unhealthy.”

“You bastard!” Harris stated.

“You could possibly say thanks,” Satan stated.

Harris continued to shout and wrestle, dragged off into the night time by the cops and FBI till he couldn’t be heard any longer.

“You recognize, Pony,” Satan stated, as they watched him go, “generally I really feel like individuals don’t recognize me.”

“I recognize you, Satan.”

“You do?”

Pony shrugged. “More often than not.”

“I’ll take it.”

“So, what occurs now?” Carly requested.

“Now?” Piper stated. “Now we go residence. Free and clear. Look ahead to the FBI to name me in and let me know what’s what.”

Pony slid an arm round her waist once more and stated, “And determine the remainder out from there.”

She leaned into him, savoring the texture of his agency torso and the heat coming from it.

“And determine the remainder out from there,” she stated.

Particular Agent Steven Harris was feeling depressing. Arms cuffed within the again seat of a jail bus, asshole swollen and throbbing, the complete measure of his full defeat and failure weighing down on him till his head and shoulders slumped ahead underneath all of it.

Within the seat in entrance of him, crying like a child, was former Philadelphia police officer Ryan Bailey. The bus was stuffed with prisoners being transferred from native holding cells to a jail facility designed to carry them whereas they every awaited trial.

Harris didn’t know which was worse. The throb in his bottom or the slobbering, blubbering whimpers of the bully-become-victim Bailey.

He may shut his eyes and shut out of the visuals of the beat-up jail bus stuffed with prisoners in orange outfits, however he couldn’t attain his palms as much as his ears to dam out Bailey’s uncontrolled weeping.

It could be days earlier than the Bureau got here to debrief him on his dealings with Navarro. Solely then would he discover out what sort of a deal they had been prepared to supply him. He doubted it might be a lot. Perhaps he may get off with doing his time in a minimal safety jail.

Perhaps not.

With a sigh, he leaned ahead and rested the highest of his head on the again of the seat in entrance of him. As little as he was, he merely couldn’t deliver himself to go searching the bus and see what his new actuality was going to be.

If he had, he may’ve seen the 2 males sitting just a few seats in entrance of the sobbing mess that was Bailey. Each very hard-looking Hispanic males. Each may need seemed acquainted to Harris. Each stored trying again at him, like a pair of wolves watching a deer to see if it was among the many sick and weak.

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