“Oh? Well maybe a bit of support at the time wouldn't have gone amiss, Baz. I was seventeen, remember? I had a town full of adult men and women, the gruesome twosome back there included, attacking me in the streets. I had my house burned down and my possessions vandalised and destroyed. Can you remember the night your dad let me stay at your house, Baz? Can you?!” Baz just nodded. “And can you remember why?” Another nod. “How old was I?” “Fifteen.” Baz mumbled. “That's right. It was the day my dad died. Eric hit me with a bike chain because I went to the hospital to see his body. Remember? Of course you do. I ran to your house in the rain in my pyjamas and bare feet while Eric went for my mother so she could beat me up too. Don't you tell me there's plenty thought I should have stayed here. They should have helped me to do just that.” Ziggy stormed out of the car and into the police station on her own. “Either lock me up in that cell to calm down or I'll wreck the place!” She yelled at the officer on the desk. “Ziggy if you calm down, you can ...” “Shut up Baz!” Ziggy roared. “That means I'll have the thought of Lavinia ripping into you for letting me go on my mind too.” “I'll handle Lady Lavinia.” “Yeah right. The whole town will know within hours how nasty Ziggy got you into trouble.” Ziggy barged into the cell and flung herself on the bunk. “Leave it unlocked, Stewart.” Baz told the desk officer. “Ziggy do you want me to call Jack?” “You do and I'll castrate you.” Ziggy snarled with her back to Baz. The last thing she needed was Jack leaving Alex to come running down here. Book Index       The Pledge       Previous       Next ©Jack Frost & The Hooded Crow ©wyrdjax