Trouble. Big Trouble

John heard the door swing open followed by the sound of heavy boots crossing the floor.

''Sir, I'm gonna need you to open this door''

The colour drained from his face. The voice was that of a woman, but the authoritative tone she was taking made John suspect that she might be...

''Sir, open the door now. We need to take you down to the station''

Oh, fuck.

''Uh, the station... what station? For what?'' John said, scrambling to try and find anyway to play up his innocence.

''The Police Station Sir. We have some ladies here that have credible claims of indecent exposure. Now come on out''

The fear John was experiencing was tinged with a bit of rage as he realised what the officer just said

''But I didn't expose myself to anyone! I've been in here the whole time!'' He said, fumbling with the lock on the door and opening it

The officer on the other side, was a slightly pudgy blonde woman, probably in her mid 40's. She had backed away from the door, one hand forwards towards John and the other resting on her belt, over what John hoped was a taser. Looking to one side, John could see a male officer standing in the doorway, holding the door just slightly ajar

''I'm gonna need you to calm down sir. You can explain yourself down at the station''

Balls.

***

It was a mostly quiet ride, after reading him his rights, the first few minutes in the back of the police cruiser were almost agonizingly quiet with both officers sitting in front and John awkwardly fidgeting in the back seat.

''So, there a reason you were in the women's restroom?'' The male officer spoke up first.

''I didn't realise it was the women's until too late, then I hid when those ladies came in''

''These the ladies who say they saw you, uh, satisfying yourself?'' The officer asked

''They didn't see me do anything. I was in the stall hiding when they came in''

''Why were you hiding?'' He asked, leaving John to struggle for an answer as the women's accusations weren't too far separated from reality in some ways

''I ran in to... Uh, you know...'' John wanted to say anything other than jack off, but his other two options were still awkward to tell a cop as your alibi ''My stomach was just killing me... so I ran for the bathrooms. Then I didn't realise where I was until too late''

''Yeah, alright, we'll see'' The cop didn't quite seem to believe John as he turned, giving his blonde partner a look, even as she stared straight ahead, only focused on the road.

***

In the station, it was mostly just a repeat of the trip in the cruiser, they took him to a room, asked him what happened, he gave them the same story about needing to use the bathrooms, not entirely untrue, and then they let him go. Offering to drive him back to his car if he was willing to wait a little while.

He sat at the station, opening his phone and looking at the app, sighing at the trouble it had caused him so far, he looked around, not knowing any of the officers names, meant that selecting anyone here would mostly be a shot in the dark. Even the lady who brought him in 'Officer Jane Kadera' was nowhere to be seen, meaning she wasn't an available choice either.

A few minutes of contemplation brought him to the realisation of just what had happened so far, he leaned forwards and put hit head in his hand.

''Always ask for a lawyer'' He groaned to himself, hoping that his statement to the officers wasn't going to come back to bite him.

The front door of the building swinging open got his attention. Looking up as the two ladies who had been watching him get escorted out of the bar entered the building and made their way to the reception desk.

The taller dark haired one taking the lead, walking with her chin high and her slightly wrinkled face holding a haughty expression as she seemed to look down on the other people in the room. Following behind her was another woman, with similarly dark hair, but a chubbier face and rounder features, her shorter stature not being especially flattered by the extra weight she was carrying.

''Hi, I'm Madeleine McCullough and this is Dana Badenhop, we're here to give statements on what we saw this pervert...'' She told the officer at the desk, before turning towards John, who was looking at the empty seat next to him as he averted his gaze ''do in a public ladies restroom''

The officer behind the desk dealt with the ladies for a few moments, before guiding them to a bench nearby and telling them another officer would be with them soon to take their statements

However, this meant they were directly in line of sight for John, who now knew their names, even if he wasn't certain of the spelling.

He looked at the app again, deciding who to get a statement about.