Page 127 of Reckless Vengeance

“Emailed it to you, Chief.”

“I did wave—” I figured they’d see the gun pointed at her and should just tell them, but Skeeter cut me off.

“Diesel was only defending himself against an attempted rape. You can tell the Davidson’s that we won’t press charges as long as they don’t.”

“You think they’d be scared of you?” The chief snorted as he opened his phone to check his emails.

“They don’t have to be scared of me. Just Josie Holloway,” Skeeter said bluntly, surprising me a little. Dragging her into this could end badly, especially if she didn’t believe me.

Besides, she had no reason to get involved with us like that.

The chief paused, looking up from the video. “There’s no way in hell that Josie will come to your defense. You’re in a gang, Skeeter. She has a lot to lose publicly if she gets involved.”

“Are we being charged?”

“We’d like you to accompany us to the station, but⁠—”

“Can we drive ourselves?”

“You’re a flight risk and you know it,” he muttered, glaring at me. “Or you’ll try and silence the victim.”

“I’m the fucking victim!” I growled, making Matteo huff.

“You’re pathetic, you know that? What man—” he said before I cut him off.

“If you finish that sentence I’ll⁠—”

“D,” Skeeter warned, cutting off my death threat before it landed me in trouble. “I’ll call Josie. Stop talking and ignore him.”

“Don’t bring her into it. For you, sure, but not for me,” I said firmly, but he ignored me and pulled his phone out, calling her anyway.

“Hey, Josie. It’s Skeet. You don’t have to say yes, but are you able to meet me and Diesel at the police station? No, Claire Davidson assaulted Diesel so I threw her out of the Shed, and she’s now claiming he assaulted her. We can explain more there, and we have footage of what happened too. We just know her parents will kick up a fuss about it. Thanks, we’re leaving now so see you soon,” he said before hanging up, pocketing his phone again. “C’mon, D. I’ll drive.”

The cops didn’t seem to believe that we’d go straight there, or that Josie was on the way, but relief filled my chest when we pulled in to find her already waiting like she’d been there all damn day.

She walked right up to me, a determined look on her face.

“Tell me the truth. Did you have any kind of relationship with that girl?”

“No. I usually ignore her. I wouldn’t touch her even if I was interested in moving on from Sasha. She’s a bitch to Rory,” I grumbled, her eyes narrowing.

“The girls are still being mean to her?”

“Of course they are. They’re academy brats, and Aurora is Heights,” Skeeter replied bluntly. “Claire’s just pissed off I dragged her out today.”

“Inside. I want to speak to you both in private while waiting for the lawyer,” she insisted, motioning for us to step inside as the cops gave us dirty looks for bringing Josie here.

I didn’t particularly agree with rich people privilege, but if Josie was going to fight against other rich people privilege, then I was more than happy for her to cause a problem for them.

We ran her through everything that happened, and she took notes until the lawyer arrived to weigh in on the situation.

Brick emailed the footage to Skeeter, so we went over that too.

“They could have something to say about waving a gun at an eighteen-year-old girl,” the lawyer sighed, making me huff.

“I snapped. She’s been harassing me for weeks. I know the guys like messing around, but I don’t. I’ve been intimate with one girl, and she died. I didn’t lead Claire on, I was very blunt with her. If I sat naked on her, she’d be hailed a hero for saving herself by waving a gun at me.”

“If they want to charge you with anything, I’ll counter-sue. That girl was not invited into your space and it’s very clear that she touched you without permission,” Josie said swiftly, standing to get the chief. “We’ll get this handled, boys. That horrid girl won’t be able to lie her way out of this.”