10 Hour Shakedown: Hour 3-4

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Roslyn struggled in the bathroom and almost pissed herself. What about seeing a toilet makes me have to suddenly pee so bad that I burst? Thought Roslyn.

Thankfully, she didn't pee herself and Detective Shackett was already knocking on the door to hurry Roslyn up. "If you don't hurry up, I'm coming in there." warned Shackett.

"I'm almost done! I am trying to get my pants on with HANDCUFFS! Thank you very much!" Roslyn struggled to yell through the door, trying to pull up her skinny jeans over her huge butt.

"Alright I'm coming in there!" Shackett forced open the door and the whole precinct could see Roslyn trying to pull up her skinny jeans by herself. Everyone in the waiting room was looking at Roslyn's pink underwear. Roslyn really regretted wearing this outfit today. It was casual friday and her skinny jeans made her feel confident. However, at this moment she felt fat because the detective couldn't get her jeans up either.

"This is ridiculous! Why would you wear jeans so tight!" Shackett blurted out trying to pull up her pants. Shackett managed to pull up her pants partially, but she left Roslyn a slight one-sided muffin top. Roslyn was so embarrassed.

Roslyn was escorted back to the interrogation room with a one-sided muffin top and placed back in the chair. She was cuffed again to the table by the officer that previously uncuffed her. Detective James walked back in the room, smiling, in a bad way.

"So, feel better?" Detective James asked

Roslyn just waited. She really didn't like him and hated that way he asked her questions. Like he cares if I feel better? I don't think so, she thought.

Roslyn raised her eyebrows as to acknowledge she heard him.

Detective James sat down and let out a large sigh "Okay... so! I just got off the phone with Detective Glen from Macomb. Apparently you are to be transferred. Lucky you."

Detective Shackett looked at Detective James with disgust. Roslyn could tell that Detective James wasn't easy to work with. Shackett shook her head, frustrated for being kept out of the loop. Detective James looked at her and whispered, but Roslyn could hear him. "Look, I didn't mean to go behind your back. Chief called me in and told me it's their case. Body was in Macomb, then it floated here. It's basically theirs." Detective James shrugged his shoulders.

"Bullshit! I call bullshit. It's that new chick, what's her name? Detective Cox? She runs you through all the rule books instead of letting you do your job!" Shackett seemed like she had a personal problem with Detective Cox.

Roslyn overheard that James said Ben floated. That explained why he looked the way he did in his picture. She only looked for a moment before she gagged, but she couldn't get over the grey color, and seeing his insides. The color made sense now.

"I suppose waiting here is as good of a place as any. Sit tight, I'll be back to get you ready for transfer" James said as he briefly looked Roslyn in the eyes and walked out the gray steel door, allowing it to slam behind him.

Shackett immediately sat down, throwing her weight in the chair in front of Roslyn. "Well, guess then it's you and me until we get to Detective Glen's, she's gonna have to start all over with you. You'll need coffee."

"She?" Roslyn questioned.

"That's right. Don't think she's going to be nice to you. She's got a path to pave for all us women, she won't be gentle. Funny, you'd be better off here with James." Shackett giggled to herself.

"You don't like Detective James, I take it. Roslyn prodded.

"Don't try that psych shit on me, I invented it. Shackett pointed her finger in Roslyn's face.

Just then, the door swung open and Detective James held the door against his entire left arm and said "They're ready."

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