Chapter 28. Hold Tight

I sat across from the police chief, my eyes occasionally darting toward the window where some pressmen waited like vultures. 

It seemed things were only getting worse. 

Dean had managed to shut people up about the rumor of Colt and I’s affair, only for a storytime of me dancing at the club to go viral.

There were no videos or images of it, but other people at the club were in the comment sections, corroborating the story, and narrating how they were bullied into destroying the videos.

I rubbed my sweaty palms together. 

It made no sense how something that happened in Europe would spread so quickly to the US.

But TikTok, I guess.

“Ma’am.” I heard the police chief’s voice as if from far away, and blinked back clarity.

The man was staring at me, with a hint of confusion.

“It seems you have a lot on your mind,” he said.

I nodded, and picked up my purse.

Digging in, I pulled out my tablet, “I am here to report a cr