Chapter 189 Escape For A While

• Asher and I, hand in hand, walked into the police station. After identifying ourselves at the front desk, we waited in the lobby while Lamar was being taken into a holding cell to speak with us. Once he was there, a policeman escorted us to meet him.
• Lamar looked small in his beige prison attire, hands cuffed, and sitting behind a metal table. His shoulders were slumped. He hung his head low, chin down to his chest.
• He appeared pathetic and weak, but seeing him in any capacity still made fear shiver through my veins.