The Unseen Hand

Brenda

As soon as I had walked into the police station, officers had rushed me and cuffed me. Within kinutes, I was locked behind a cell. They had asked me I had wanted to contact a lawyer but I refused. What was the point? Nothing anyone did would stop me from going to jail.

I sat down on the col floor and stared at the wall. When I had planned this in my mind, I had thought that I would regret