No

"No," Walter stated.

"What?" Max replied in shock, "what do you mean no?"

"You're a criminal Max. I could lose my job, could go to jail. You deserve what you get."

"Deserve what I get?" Max spat back, unable to hold back her anger she grabbed him by the collar and pushed him hard against the bathroom stall door. "Do you have any clue what your buddies out there will do to me if they catch me?"

"Fuck," Walter grunted surprised by how strong she was and how easily she had pinned him against the door. If she wanted to play hard ball then so be it, knowing that three dozen of his fellow police officers were just a yell away gave him a boost in confidence. "Knowing Simmons, they'll beat you, then tear off that uniform you stole. Then proceed to fuck you, bring you into the back where nobody will hear you, tie you up and fuck you till you beg for more."

Max clenched her jaw and pressed him harder against the wall. "And you're just gonna let that happen' I thought cops were supposed to protect people."

Walter shrugged, "Not in this decade honey," turning his head he looked at her, a smile creeping over his features, "and besides after all those time I showed up at your place to find you half dressed, I can't wait to finally fuck that tight little ass of yours."

"Sick son of a bitch," Max growled, she was going to give him a beating he'd never forget.

"She's in here!" Walter yelled not wanting to test his luck with a very pissed of looking Max.

Max pushed hard on Walter, causing the shotty stall door lock to snap sending him falling backwards onto the sticky bathroom floor, she glared down at the pudgy cop before looking up at the bathroom door.

There was no way they didn't hear Walter's pathetic scream for help. Any second now, who knows how many angry cops would be busting through that door. If Max was going to get out of this she had to think of something fast.