Catch Me If You Can

Chapter 8 Cell

A/N: Sorry for the late update. My teeth have been killing me! I see an Oral surgeon tomorrow to see when I can get my Wisdom teeth out, though, they are so bad, he might end up taking them tomorrow. At this point he can have them IDGAF XD any hop! Enjoy the Shenanigans. 

"So, apparently I struck a nerve." Rogers said and sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Why would you do that? What point are you trying to prove?" Kassidy asked.

"I honestly was just trying to see if you had any family around. I was trying to figure out why you are in your situation."

"Well, I don't. And I'm in my situation because its where I chose to be."

"Why would you choose to be homeless?" Rogers asked. "What happened to make you choose this?"

Kassidy just looked away.

"I'm done talking."

"I'm not." Rogers said. "What happened Kassidy?" Kassidy was silent, for once.

"Alright. Fine." Rogers said and stood up and pulled her out of the chair. "I'm going to take these off. Do not try to run." He warned and removed the hand cuffs. Kassidy flexed her wrists while Rogers lead her to a cell. Kassidy froze for a second as he opened the door.

"I could let you walk out that door tonight All you have to do is talk to me." He said Kassidy turned around to face him and narrowed her eyes stepping backwards into the cell.

"Fine. Be stubborn. Have fun in there." He smiled and closed the door and locked it. 

Rogers sat messing with his computer trying anything to get it to work.

"She wipe your hard drive?" Weaver asked.

"Aye." Rogers sighed.

"Serves you right. I told you not to go digging." Weaver said and shrugged. Rogers glared at him.

"I'm a Detective. Its what I do. Why would anyone choose to be homeless?" He asked.

"Kassidy likes the freedom, She doesn't like small spaces, which is why she never stays in the same place for long."

"But her Family, they don't miss her?" Rogers asked.

Weaver sighed "That's a story for another day, perhaps one she can tell you if you stop treating her like a criminal."

"She stole my bloody laptop and destroyed it. I'm treating her like a criminal because shes a criminal."

There was a sudden loud scraping sound.

"What the devil was that?" Rogers asked and stood up and walked out of the office and towards the cells and sighed watching Kassidy move the cot to the other side of the cell.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I can't sleep. So.. I'm redecorating." She said and shrugged.

"Well, stop."

"What else am I supposed to do in here?" Kassidy asked.

"I don't know, maybe reflect on why you are in here to begin with? But do it quietly."

"I'm in here because you are a nosey son of a bitch." Kassidy said. "There I reflected." Kassidy smiled. "Aren't you supposed to feed me?"

Rogers rolled his eyes and walked to the vending machine and put some money in and punched a random button pulled out the bag of chips and walked back over to the cell. Kassidy reached through the bars on the door but Rogers held the chips away.