Chapter 8-2

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mayor of this island“Stealing the uniform? I borrowed it because three teenagers stole our clothes. Why aren’t you chasing them?” Stealing the uniformThe first cop shrugged. “If you had kept your clothes on, like the law says you need to do here in the Bahamas, everyone would be happy right now.” Louise pursed her lips. “I’m sure your wife would be happy if you kept your clothes on.” your wifeUh-oh. He’d pissed off Louise now. Uh-oh. The cop raised his brows. “Excuse me?” “Clearly if you got laid once in a while, you’d be more relaxed about seeing a little skin.” I closed my eyes. The chances of talking our way out of this were already slim, but that sealed the deal. A half hour later, we were being booked at the police station. “What happens after you’re done filling out your repor

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