Arrested

Chapter 6

Gradel

The lady was a born liar, I could sense it, but that was one of the many things I felt. The thrills of desire that worked through me when my thumb connected with her chin made me tense.

I shouldn't feel this way for someone I hated. For a wrench who disgusted me, so I shrugged off the distasteful feelings and watched her shift from one foot to the other in uneasiness.

Her brown eyes were like a blank screen, displaying her uncertainty and fear. I could smell both of them.

"I-I don't know about any bracelet," She denied, her voice low and unconvincing.

My temper was beginning to simmer, but I had to be calm if I wanted to retract my bracelet from her. "Look, woman, I didn't accuse you just for the fun of it and I don't have the time to visit people who don't matter for no reason. That bracelet is worth more than your existence so I need to have it back."

Maybe I should have told her that the bracelet was the gift my late mother gave me before she died, but she di