CHAPTER 195

DARLENE

I shivered when I placed my back carefully against the polished brick tile of the cell, keeping my eye carefully on the crazed-looking woman that had been muttering to herself on the other side of the room.

I hiccuped, wiping at the tears that streamed down my face that had dwindled to whimpers as I wrapped my hands around myself, trying to still the quiver that wobbled my bottom lip.

“Rise and shine pussy cat!” Detective Bowler cried loudly, startling me enough that I jolted, whipping my head to the hallway outside the wrought-iron bars just in time to catch his baton knocking against the steel and setting my teeth on edge.

I hadn't slept a wink the other night, the memory of the bloody scene in the penthouse attic bathroom plaguing my dreams enough that I woke up screaming multiple times, tossing and turning on the uncomfortable prison bunk, encased in my own sweat.

“You bastard, let me out of here! My husband would never let you get away with this!” I growled, scrambling to