“What do you mean no bail has been set yet? Where the hell is my wife?” Oh God I knew that voice to well. Phil was here. A faint reply could be heard, then Phil starts again. “I don’t give a flying fuck about procedure. Where the fuck is my wife?” He screams in his harsh, cruel voice. A chill races down my spine.
“What the hell is going on out there?” Frank asks to no one in particular.
“Phil.” I answer quietly.
“What was that sweetheart?” Charlie asks me gently.
“Phil, Renee’s husband.” I respond a little bit louder than before.
The men who had just seconds ago been calmly talking like old friends all share looks and take off for the lobby. I follow slowly behind them.
Can't wait babes.
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