Reborn From Oblivion

Nathalie was feeling an unexpected thrill. "Officer Baldwin, how long do you think I'll get locked up for?"

Officer Baldwin looked at her eager expression, utterly puzzled at first. But then, like a light bulb going off, he realized what Nathalie was up to.

"Ms. Nathalie, you're being ridiculous."noveldrama

Nathalie whispered, "He won't see me, so I have to find a way to see him."

Officer Baldwin shook his head and sighed. "Take her away," he instructed his team. "And let Cameron go on bail for medical reasons."

Nathalie left with a spring in her step, even tossing a cheeky whistle over her shoulder at Cameron. "Remember, Cameron, never mess with a woman or a scoundrel. Cross me again, and you'll regret it."

Cameron was too angry to respond.

Back at the station, after Nathalie finished her statement, Officer Baldwin had her put in a holding cell.

Nathalie protested, "Officer Baldwin, why a holding cell and not jail?"

Officer Baldwin replied, "Whether you go to jail depends on Cameron's medical report. We'll decide after that."

Nathalie, impatient, insisted, "I beat Cameron up pretty bad. That's gotta be worth at least six months, right? Why wait for some report?"

Officer Baldwin said, "Ashley, we have to do things by the book."

Nathalie almost wished Cameron's injuries were severe enough to earn her a stint in jail.

The next day, at the prison, Officer Baldwin walked in with a stern face. Inmate No. 13 looked surprised to see him.

But No. 13 wasn't one to get involved in others' business, so he ignored Baldwin's sour mood. It was Baldwin who was irked by No. 13's indifference.

"No. 13, you're heartless. I always look out for you, and the minute

you're down, I'm there. How Co

you don't care that I'm having a rough day?"

No. 13 gave him a silent, disdainful look but said nothing.

Sensing an opportunity, Baldwin continued, "Yesterday, I dealt with a tough case. A spoiled heiress beat up a playboy, leaving him in bad shape don't want to be hard on her since she's usually kind and charitable. But I can't break the law. Should I send her to prison or keep her in a holding cell?"

No. 13 replied, "Why should I care?"

His demeanor was completely uninterested.

Baldwin eyed him. "It's not your concern, but I thought you might help since you're smart."

No. 13 bluntly refused, "Not helping."

"Really?"

No. 13 ignored him.

Baldwin turned to leave, deliberately slow, adding, "Fine, I'll just follow the rules. Poor Ashley, so delicate. If she gets bullied in prison... I shudder to think."

No. 13's composed face showed signs of agitation.

"Stop," he commanded.

Baldwin paused, arms crossed, standing still.

"What is it?" he asked, pretending not to know.

No. 13's voice turned serious, "Which Ashley are we talking about?"

Baldwin turned back, grinning smugly. "The same Ashley who's been sending you gifts."