SIXTY SEVEN

CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN

CATALINA

My eyes are trained on him as he walks out of the room after saying all of that. He refused me? Does he know who I am? Of course he doesn’t or he never would have done that. I can feel the blood pumping through my veins as my anger rises in me. It’s not just anger I feel right now, for some strange reason there is also this sense of intrigue. He has certainly challenged me and ever since I was young I have always been one that has been up for challenges.

It is all still strange to me though, no officer in Italy would ever dare talk to me this way. Over there, just at the mention of my name I could make grown men pee their pants but then here this cop stood looking at me in my eyes and telling me he was never going to back down. For some weird reason I feel that sensation inside of me, I am turned on. Now I know the kind of man you are Scot Anderson, he is obviously not going to rollover and take this assault lying down.

In a way I was expecting he would or