I opened the bag and checked the food, it was junk but I guess this is what you can buy in a station shop. Jase returned. I thanked him for the food then I stood and picked some money from my wallet.
"How much?" I asked.
He stared at me then he said coldly; "You want to pay me with stolen money?"
I threw the money on him and thumped in my seat.
"For your information I never stole." I couldn't face him so I looked outside. Something in him made me weak.
"Then how you explain the money in the bathroom?" he challenged.
" What about You have the right to remain silent anything you say or do can and will be used against you in the court of law?" I raised my tone.
He laughed. "You already tried to run away, and threatened Beth with a razor," he softened his voice, "come on, consider me as a friend."
I didn't answer, and he obviously understood that I didn't want to talk, but I wanted to tell this story of mine, the burden I've carried for a long time. I took a deep breath and started. "I've never stole from anyone. I got that money in return f- for something. Next time you go on your patrol look at the guy next to the blonde woman in the back."
"What did you sell him?"
I felt shame. No matter how I told this story I'm going to look bad. I just didn't want to in front of him. I hesitated a little. "Can I start from the beginning?"
"Back home I owned a little restaurant. My mom and I used to work and cook. It was a small place and we couldn't afford someone to take place because we didn't have much profit. One day my mother needed to do an obligatory surgery, and I didn't have the money. As a result I mortgaged my apartment and the restaurant, and borrowed money. My mother later died. I couldn't pay the mortgage or the loan. The man I borrowed from followed me always asking about the money. He already took the restaurant and apartment from me, and I only paid half the loan. One day he offered me a deal. He wanted me to sell a diamond to a man and in return he won't take the unpaid part of the money. I knew that this man was dangerous, well I knew after I borrowed the money. The point is I discovered that it was fake before few minutes of the deal. I fought with the man on the phone but he threatened me. So I just conned the man into buying it. Then he discovered the truth and his men followed me, I crashed and now I'm here. Arrested."
"All this from that guy in the back?"
I laughed. "Don't be stupid. He is just someone who works for someone else."
"Yes of course, well what is his name, the one you borrowed the money from?"
"He's known as Jones-"
"Bill Jones?" he interrupted surprised.
"We've been following this man, but with no luck. You shouldn't be involved with such a man."
"Unfortunately I did and the results won't be any good because he didn't get his money." I sighed, opened a pack of cookies and offered Jase.
"Hey, if this is your story then I can tell you that you won't be in much trouble."
I hoped so. I wanted to go back to my normal life. One thing I didn't confess yet and I should.
"Jase, the next time I go to the bathroom I must give you something."
"What?" he looked confused.
"The rest of the money, it should be with you."