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  Chapter Twenty Two

  She was back in her cell again, the walls felt like they were closing in on her. How long was she going to be stuck here? The concrete breezeblocks offered no warmth even though the ambient temperature was at a comfortable level. She had completely lost it last night; she had not shut off like that since she was younger. She didn’t’t know what it was that set her off, maybe it was the sight of that huge policeman. Why did they have to be so big? He looked almost mythical, the lights blinking off and on giving her glimpses of the strength and power of the state. Uniforms that had gotten more military like, tools of compliance strapped on the waist, keeping the masses in a state of submission.

  It sounded just like the shit that Jonas spouted on a regular basis. He kept that side of himself well hidden during the day, but when he threw those parties, had her and her friends around, he was a very different person.

  That bastard had left her last night. It was his shit as a well. Well she had sorted him out now. The woman Detective had been nice, she had thought that yesterday when she had seen her at Marion's place. She had told her about Jonas, that it was his Cannabis. She had told her about the warehouse where he kept it. That would teach him, the shit. She hoped the police would go in and smash the place up, take all his Cannabis. How would he prey on the girls now, if he did not have anything to give them?

  What had she seen in that pathetic, self-obsessed, sanctimonious piece of shit? She had been such a fool, his power came from other people's wants and needs. She wanted what he could give her, the Cannabis, the part in the play. He was not a dish at all, she almost felt embarrassed for suggesting it to that woman Detective. Everybody thought she was such a 'Goody Two Shoes', sweet little naive Beth, would never hurt a fly. Well Jonas would find out soon that she had a vicious streak. Fuck him.

  She knew she had messed up big time though; her place at the university was probably gone. Her parents would be so disappointed in her, like always. They expected so much from her. She had never lived up to their expectations. Her little sister was the apple in their eye. That little bitch had a charmed life; it was as if she could do no wrong. It was always Kate this and Kate that, she never heard her parents talk proudly about her as they did for Kate.

  University was going to prove finally that she was worthy. The leading role in the play was going to show them as well. Until, that bitch called Marion had come along and ruined it for her. Marion was missing now, the part was hers, but she had fucked that up as well by snitching on Jonas. He was not likely to give her the part now, if there was even a play to be in after the police had finished with him.

  The cell door opened and a figure stood in the doorway.

  "Time to go Beth, just a few formalities then we can bail you for Court next week".

  This one looked different to the rest. He seemed almost human. He had a smile on his face, friendly, trustworthy. She would go with him. He offered hope, freedom. He did not judge when he read the charge on the door. He chatted, cracked a few jokes as he took her fingerprints and asked her to smile for the camera. He smiled as he handed her the paperwork explaining that she needed to attend court next week. He even waved as he showed her out the front door and into the fresh air. He was nice.

  Breathing in a lungful of cold air, she felt herself becoming calmer. She thought of someone else who was nice. Time to go home and give him a call, see what is happening, she thought, smiling a small secret smile.