Cas was sitting in a room with no windows and bare walls. He was sitting on a chair, staring a escrivaninha, mesa and felt how two pair of eyes were pinned on him.
“Do you know why you’re here, Mr. Allen?” the female cop asked. Cas looked up and nodded. “I’d like to hear you say it”
Cas coughed. “I’m here, because I violated my wife” he said toneless.
“You realize that’s a felony?” the female cop asked to be sure.
“I do” Cas replied.
“Then why did you do it?” she asked.
“Because,” Cas started. “she was being a…” he searched for the right word as he looked down again. “bitch” he finished as he looked up. He noticed how the male cop was struggling with his temper. “I think your partner wants to hit me. I strongly advise him not to do that. For his own good”
The male cop lost it and grabbed Cas’ collar. He swung him over the escrivaninha, mesa and forced him against the mural opposite the door.
“Are you threatening me, douchebag?” he hissed.
“No, I am simply warning you” Cas explained. “In the past people have tried to harm me and they have regretted it”
“That still sounds like a threat to me” the male cop said. He swung his arm and hit Cas on the eye. He wished he hadn’t done that.