"Miss Patricia Miller?"
Patricia and Shawn studied the approaching officers from their side. Slowly, they turned to face the two officers, clear puzzlement on their faces.
At the same time, Teddy stopped in his tracks and turned toward them. His brows furrowed as soon as he saw the officers standing before those two care bears.
"What’s going on here?" Patricia asked, studying their faces. "What do you want from me?"
"Miss Miller, we’d like to invite you to our station regarding an incident last night," one officer said sternly. "Please come with us."
Upon hearing that, Patricia quickly took a step back. "What? What incident?"
"There was an attack on Miss Cassandra Smith last night. During our initial investigation, we discovered an unprovoked attack on her some time ago in a restaurant," the officer explained. "We need you to come in for questioning."
"No!" Patricia refused without hesitation. "I don’t care what happened to that two-faced woman. If she was attacked, she probably deserved it!"
"Right." Shawn stepped in nervously. "Officers, I think there’s been a misunderstanding. Miss Miller couldn’t have—"
"Sir, please step aside." The officer raised a hand to stop Shawn, his other hand already resting on the gun at his waist. "Step back and do not approach."
Shawn froze at the officer’s demeanor. He could tell that if he moved forward, things wouldn’t end well.
"Miss Miller," the second officer focused on Patricia, "please come with us."
"I don’t want to!"
"Don’t force us to take you in."
"Why do I have to go to the station?! I didn’t do it!" Patricia’s voice rose. "I’m not going anywhere! You can’t force me! I have my rights—"
"You are a suspect in an assault case, Miss Miller. If you’re innocent, then come with us and clear your name."
"No way!" Patricia huffed. "I’m not going anywhere. Do you know I have a final interview in less than an hour?! This is important, and I won’t let that woman ruin it for me!"
The officers’ expressions darkened as they exchanged glances. Shawn cleared his throat.
"Patricia, I think you should go," he muttered nervously. "I’ll let someone know. Maybe they can reschedule—"
"No way!" Patricia flung her arm, sending the ring on her pinky flying. It hit one of the officers.
She froze. The officer barely reacted before her ring clattered to the ground. But a second later, he swiftly pulled out his handcuffs.
"Miss Miller, you’re under arrest for assaulting an officer. You have the right to remain silent..."
"What?!" Before Patricia could fully process what was happening, the officer took a large step forward and grabbed her arm aggressively.
Stunned, Patricia struggled. But that only got her slammed face-first against a car as the officer forcibly cuffed her.
"Assaulting an officer?!" she shrieked. "How is that assault?! Hey! You’re hurting me! I’m not a criminal! This is abuse of power!"
"Patricia—"
"Step back, sir." The second officer placed a hand on Shawn’s chest as he stepped forward. "Step back, or you’ll be arrested too."
"But you’re arresting her just because her ring accidentally hit you!" Shawn barked, his nervousness rising. "This is unfair! She didn’t do anything wrong! Why are you arresting her?!"
Sometime Later...
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