“Harkin Ross, did you do it?”
I jerked my shoulders away from the policeman who escorted me up the steps to the law courts and turned to scope out who had barked the question. My sudden movement caused several officers to move in quickly and surround me.
An expected crowd had gathered with cameras snapping pictures and cell phones recording video clips. I strained against the handcuffs, the metal edges grinding the hair on my arms into the fresh cuts on my skin. These pigs were making damn sure I was restrained as tight as possible. Manacles had been locked onto each of my ankles, threaded with heavy chains between them. All I could manage was to shuffle forward.
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