Under the Cajun Moon
“As they led me into the building, I saw two things that shocked me back to my current reality: across the street, a row of bail bondsman shops, and directly in front of me, a high fence topped with tangled rounds of barbed wire. This was the real deal. Central Lockup.
Numbly, I remained mute as I was processed into the system. I was glad when they finally took off the handcuffs, gladder still that they used no ink in taking my fingerprints. Instead, a woman held and rolled each finger in turn a...cross a pad that was linked to a computer, and the prints were taken digitally. I may have lost my long nails, but at least I didn’t have purple fingertips once we were done.
I didn’t really start shaking until they took my mug shot. Somehow, standing there and holding a sign below my chin and looking at the camera, I finally began to feel the gravity of my situation. I had been framed for murder! As the camera flashed in my eyes, I knew this was all part of an elaborate setup, and that it had to do with my father and Alphonse Naquin and their long-hidden treasure.MoreLess
Numbly, I remained mute as I was processed into the system. I was glad when they finally took off the handcuffs, gladder still that they used no ink in taking my fingerprints. Instead, a woman held and rolled each finger in turn a...cross a pad that was linked to a computer, and the prints were taken digitally. I may have lost my long nails, but at least I didn’t have purple fingertips once we were done.
I didn’t really start shaking until they took my mug shot. Somehow, standing there and holding a sign below my chin and looking at the camera, I finally began to feel the gravity of my situation. I had been framed for murder! As the camera flashed in my eyes, I knew this was all part of an elaborate setup, and that it had to do with my father and Alphonse Naquin and their long-hidden treasure.MoreLess
Read book Under the Cajun Moon for free
Write Review:
User Reviews: