Bakery

2 - Guilty as Charged

I raise my hand to block the harsh light shining in my eyes. I sat in an uncomfortable chair in a dark room. The drama, cue the eye roll. These heroes, I believe they're more dramatic than any celebrity could ever hope to be.

Hands slam down on the table, and I force back a laugh. "You think this is funny, Ms. Cold?" The man says.

"It's maybe a little dramatic, I'm so sorry, my good sir," I apologize to the man. I can't see his face through the light's glare.

"You tried to kill a man, this is serious,"

"He dead ass blew up my life, I'm shocked nobody's tried to kill any of you sooner," I admit with a shrug. I lean back, despite the tension.

"Do you have no regrets?" He asks in a harsh tone.

"Nuh-uh," I shake my head, "Would you, if you were in my shoes?"

"If I were in your shoes, I'd have found a smarter way to resolve my issues,"

I nod, "Not everyone can be as smart as you,"

"I guess not," His hands leave the table and he walks around the table to me, "Alright, let's go."

"Locking me up? Putting me in the slammer? What other ways can I say I'm going to jail?"

"Most people stay quiet, demand a lawyer, say they know their rights," A woman who I hadn't noticed says.

"I guess I'm not most people," I say, getting pushed forward. "What are your names, by the way?"

"You don't need to know that," The man tells me, "Just keep walking."

The woman keeps walking beside me, reading off my rights. She asks if there's anyone I would like to call.

"Anna," I gasp. "Shit, can I have visitors? My coworker hates breaking promises."

"Stark said you have nobody," The man tells me.

"Just an employee, I told her to come visit me when I got arrested. She thought I was joking, but promised regardless," I explain.

"Number?" The woman asks. I read it off to her and a minute later the phone is held to my ear as we walk.

"You fucking killed him? How?" Anna harshly whispers into the phone.

"I didn't, but attempted murder is still a crime," I remind her.

"I didn't think you were serious! I'd have stopped you if I knew! What will we all do? How are you going to repair the shop?"

"You couldn't have stopped me. And I couldn't afford to fix the shop. I didn't update my insurance for the new heroes, so I'm not going to be covered for this,"

"Shit," She exhales.

"I'll figure it out, don't worry,"

~

The cell was rather plain. It was too bright. The atmosphere was overall horrible. They could at least have a plant or two, maybe fifty-seven. Is that too much to ask? It had been three days here. Anna came to visit me yesterday. That was the one and only interesting thing to happen here.

"Knock knock, killer," I hear a voice.

I turn and see Tony Stark. "Attempted," I remind him.

He grins, a small burst of laughter shaking his shoulders. He shakes his head at me, "You're funny, Mad Dog,"

I walk up to the glass separating us, "Thanks," I sigh, "So, why are you here?"

"I figure you've been in here long enough. I've pulled a few strings, I could get you out of here. But you might not like the conditions,"