Chapter20

#Chapter20

I stare speechless at the picture on the ugly fucking desk, praying to god that there aren't any more, but of fucking course god never listens to me, and so Daniel puts picture after picture on the desk, on each one more visible that I'm driving the car.

/"Do you know what this means?/" the dick asks and leans forward, looking me in the eyes. /"You lied, Dave, if that's even your name. Didn't your momma teach you not to lie?/"

I can't control it - in a second I'm in his face, gripping him by the collar, and Biden holding me back. There are a bunch of policemen in the nausious fucking room in a second and Daniel shakes his head. /"And now you've attacked me. You truly are trying to do best for yourself./"