"I'm not going to charge your daughter with anything," the cop promised.
Camilla was shocked. All of that, and Emily wasn't going to be charged with anything? How was that even possible? Camilla loved her daughter, but even she thought that with everything Emily had pulled today, maybe it would be right for her to be punished for her misbehavior.
"Because instead, I'm going to have my way with both of you," the cop continued.
Camilla's eyes widened. Had she just heard him right? No, that was impossible. He couldn't have.
For the first time, Emily noticed that the officer had locked the door to the interrogation room. The key was on his belt. She knew then that her plan had backfired quite a bit. It seemed that this officer really was going to do 'whatever he wanted' to her, even if that included her mother. The very thought made her feel sick.
"W-what?" Camilla said.
"I'm gonna fuck you both," the cop said. "Not just once, either. Lots of times. If you don't want to end up with your daughter in prison, you're gonna listen to every little thing I say, no matter how nasty or repulsive it is to you."
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