Inside the interrogation room, the officer lectured until his throat went dry before finally sliding her phone back to her.
"Alright, call a family member to come sign for you and take you home."
Bonnie gripped her phone, genuinely unsure of who to call.
This was the South Precinct.
If she called Jasmine, who lived all the way in the north district, it would take her at least an hour and a half to get here in the dead of night.
Moreover, the last buses had long stopped running. Taking a cab wasn't just unsafe, it was incredibly expensive for a round trip.
Aside from her, there wasn't a single person she could ask.
Just as she sat hesitating with the phone in her hand, a knock came at the interrogation room door.
The officer opened it, and Parrish walked in with his long strides.
"I'll chat with her alone."
The officers all knew his identity, so naturally, they didn't dare refuse. They tactfully stepped out, retreating to the observation room.
In the empty room, only the two of them remained.
Parrish walked over, sat opposite Bonnie, and slid his own phone across the table toward her.
On the screen was Seraphina's contact number.
"Call Seraphina and apologize to her."
Parrish looked at her, his tone laced with a condescending chill.
"As soon as you apologize, I'll sign the paperwork and get you out of here."
"Stop being stubborn, Bonnie. In all of Harlow City, I'm the only family you have right now."
Family?
Bonnie slowly lifted her head. In those once-bright eyes, there was no trace of warmth left—only a hatred so intense it was practically tangible.
If Parrish's past deception and betrayal had only made her feel like her five years were fed to the dogs, leaving her disgusted and bitter...
Then today, him touching her grandfather's ledger had utterly shattered her bottom line.
"I merely lent it to Seraphina. Why do you have to make it sound so incredibly vicious?!"
Bonnie closed her eyes, entirely and completely done with him.
Parrish took a deep breath and reached out to grab his phone back.
"Think it over carefully. I'll be waiting right outside."
"Besides me, nobody is coming to sign you out tonight."
He stared down at her from above. "And don't even think about calling Jas. You know better than anyone how important her probation review is tomorrow morning."
"When you've thought it through and are ready to apologize to Seraphina, let me know. I'm only giving you one hour."
With that, Parrish turned on his heel and walked out of the interrogation room.
Bonnie looked down at her phone, a self-deprecating smile tugging at the corners of her lips, her eyes burning dryly.
The city was so massive, yet she couldn't find a single person to sign her out.

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