Carmen
The message came at 7:12 in the morning.
I was still half asleep when my phone buzzed against the nightstand, and at first I almost ignored it. Nobody decent texted that early unless someone had died or the world was ending.
The message was short.
You are required to present yourself at Central Precinct regarding an active investigation involving a firearm registered under your name. Failure to comply may result in arrest.
Underneath it was a badge number and an address.
For a full minute, I stared at the screen trying to convince myself I was reading it wrong. But the words stayed the same no matter how many times I blinked at them.
A firearm registered under my name.
I actually laughed once under my breath because it sounded ridiculous.
I hadn't done anything but they made it sound like I did.
I told Nico of course before I left and he simply agreed that I should go through with it and not give then a reason to go crazy.
