By ty dehner

The cop car came to a halt and I heard the Cop exit out of the car with the door slamming shut. I could hear a garage door closing and then the door open above my leather bagged head. He cut the cable ties that held my feet and cuffed hands together. Grabbing me by the shoulder of the jacket he slid me across the seat. He was strong as he held me off the ground until my feet could make contact with the concrete floor. I struggled to gain some balance as he quickly turned me and marched me quickly out of the garage and up a flight of stairs.

A door was opened before me and I was dragged into a room. I couldn’t see a thing but I just cooperated with whatever he wanted me to do. He stopped quickly and both hands grabbed my shoulders as if to place me. He let go and I could hear him move about the room. It was faint with the leather bag increasing the sound of my breathing.

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