Chapter 144

No one was paying him to be clean. He was only being paid to do his job and that was what he was going to do. 

“Excuse me, sir?” Clary called out to the guard but was ignored. She did not want to have to wait for another twenty minutes or so, so she called out again, but in a much louder voice. “Guard?!” 

The man stopped in his tracks, wet his lips, and slowly turned towards the omega. He was intrigued that one of his prisoners had the guts to speak to him in that tone. He walked back to the cell he had passed by and stopped. 

“Were you the one that called for me?” The guard had a tone of humor. 

Clary cleared her throat. “Uh, yes. I would like to talk to Detective Perez.” 

“And I would like to have lunch with the Alpha of the pack,” The guard replied in a mocking tone. “Lady, that’s not happening unless you’re some special personality, so keep all your complaints and save it for writing a novel or something.” He chuckled rudely