C1927 Rescue

Then I saw Ray on the phone, and his face changed, and he hurried away.

Ray was leaving, and I was being escorted into a police car and into a room with iron bars that I didn't know belonged to.

Once the iron gate was closed, I was thrown out of sight.

F * ck, what bad luck, f * ck.

No one opened the handcuffs for me, and my wrists hurt like hell