Stark's Angel

Chapter 4: The Interrogation

Warning Long Chapter

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Angel strode behind the cop as she looked around the rooms that she passed on her way to the door. She was finally beginning to feel the pain that came from her left arm, and flinched as a nurse ran into her. She couldn't be happy enough when she finally walked out into the dry California air. She breathed in the air and slowly began to feel cold as the sun was beginning to set. Then Angel looked ahead at the three police cars in front of her, and James Taylor standing in the front of them.

"Hello, long time no see," Angel said sarcastically.

"Good to see you too," he said nodding at the cop that led Angel out here. The girl walked away as she threw Angels bag into the middle car before sliding into the driver's seat.

"So, shouldn't we get going-" Angel started before noticing the hand cuffs in James's hands. She laughed and looked at him. "You can't be serious, can you?"

"I'm sorry but it's mandatory for all dangerous people. It is much easier if you cooperate," he said sternly.

Angel groaned before holding out her hand with her palms up. James turned around her hands and gently put on the handcuffs. Angel noticed that they were loose, but not loose enough for her hands to slip through.

"Can we go now? I wouldn't want to be in one place for too long," Angels said quickly.

"Yes, we can go now," James said quietly. He placed his hand on Angels back and guided her towards the middle car. When they got there he opened the door and allowed Angel to sit in the back before slamming the door behind him. He walked around to the front seat while the female started the car. Then a new police slid into the seat next to Angel and she rolled her eyes at him.

"Do I need to have three police in a car with me and four more police in cars around us?" she said smirking. She enjoyed the way they thought of her as a threat. She had no weapons and was handcuffed but yet, they were still cautious about how they handled her.

James was getting annoyed with Angel's commentary and began to ignore her as she smiled in the back seat. The cop sitting next to her began to look worried as his cheeks began to turn a bright red color. Angel turned to look at him and was about to talk when the female cop who was driving talked up.

"Can you please be quite until we get there?" she said annoyed. Angel turned her attention to the seat in front of her.

"What are you gonna do with me when we get there?"

"Don't worry, we just have a few questions about yourself and the men that attacked you," James said confidently.

Angel's muscles tensed up as the color drained from her face. "We aren't going to the same place you are holding them are we?"

"No, of course not. Why are you so worried about them anyway? I promise you they can't get out; I put my best men on guard duty."

"Like that's gonna work," Angel whispered to herself. She pressed her forehead against the cold metal of the window and looked at the orange sunset in the distance.

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The rest of the car ride was quite as no one wanted to talk. The cop in the back still sat awkwardly as if Angel was a time bomb. Soon enough they pulled up into the police station and had Angel handcuffed to a metal table in a small room. She sat uncomfortably as she shook her leg.

"Is anyone coming?" she yelled at a small camera in the corner of the room. Like her father she hated to sit in one place for a long time. She grew annoyed with waiting and was getting ready to yell at the camera again when the door flung open. James Taylor stood in the door way with a file in his hands. He strode over to the metal table and sat across from Angel.