After the incident with Julia, and the ensuing arrests of damn near everyone who knew her, I knew it was time to visit the city jail. “Where they’ve put everyone for safe keeping. Right.” I started by locating Samantha and her family. They’d isolated Samantha from her parents. Of course, her parents were kept in separate, gender based areas.
Four officers of the law entered the men’s holding cell, found Samantha’s father, promptly broke four of his ribs, and bruised several of his internal organs, and declared he shouldn’t have put up a fight, then drug him off.
I watched as four officers entered the women’s holding cell, found Samantha’s mother, and drug her off.
Samantha and two officers were in a locked questioning room, while four officers watched the video feed from that room. I watched as they threw Samantha against the wall, broke her jaw, and nose, and busted her lips, before stripping her, and proceeding to whip her with their belts. “Tell us what we want to know!”
I imagine they were a touch confused when the door to the room exploded inward, and a voice said, “Come on, smile for the news feed,” and something invisible broke the neck of one, and the back of the other. Those watching the video feed were surprised when, seconds later, they suffered similar fates.
I found the father being beaten, and the mother being raped. More officers breathed their last breaths.
“I warned you.”
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