“SERIOUSLY, GRAM? WHAT the hell?”
“Don’t you use that language with me—or any woman, for that matter.” She turned to her partner in crime and smirked. “Except maybe in the bedroom. I like a little dirty talk.”
I closed my eyes. “Where’s a hot poker to stick in my ears when I need it?”
“Oh, don’t be so uptight. What the heck are you doing here, anyway?”
“You called and told me you got arrested.”
Gram shrugged. “So? I asked you to see if you could get someone to bring bail to the clerk, not hop on a plane.”
“I’m concerned about you.”
“Well, that’s a waste of energy. You don’t need to be.”
I held my hands out, motioning to the room full of police officers. “Look where we are, at the police precinct in a foreign country.”
“It’s the Bahamas, not North Korea,” Gram protested.
I turned
