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BLAIR’S POV

“Ronald is my boyfriend,” I said.

“He’s only here to support me, because I was too afraid to come here by myself.”

Jane and Ronald were taken aback.

I stared into the Ronald’s eyes, until he eventually had to buy into my lie.

“This is ridiculous.” Jane blurted.

“Why is that?” I queried. “Am I too young to have a boyfriend?”

“Mother,” I called in a very sarcastic and emphatic tone.

The look on the officer’s face immediately shut Jane up.

“Mrs. Williams, you do know that it is terrible to try to implicate someone else, but I am willing to let this slide, because I understand the need to protect your daughter and also it will be unfair to overlook your long line of good work in the force,” the officer said.

We walked out of the office and went over the car.

I was trembling from my hair tip to my toes.

Ronald was very frustrated and so was I.

“I told you she was sleek,” I said.

Ronald clenched his fist and kept banging the steering wheel.

“I don’t clear how sleek