"I know my rights!" shouted a voice, cutting through the otherwise still air. The shout was the kind you'd expect to hear from someone who had watched one too many crime movies. The kid's voice was high-pitched and sharp, but there was a raw, almost desperate energy to it, like a cornered animal. "You can't do this! You're breaking the law!" The words rang out, filled with an intensity that could make any hardened criminal take a second look.
The two police officers sitting behind the desk, sipping their lukewarm coffee, looked at each other as if they were hearing something from another dimension. The station was eerily quiet except for the incessant shouting, like some dramatic courtroom scene playing out in real life. One officer, Brain, who had just finished his lunch and was probably still digesting his sandwich, twitched. His eyes narrowed. "I'm going to call my lawyer!" the voice continued, the boy's bravado only growing with every word. "I'm going to sue you all for this!"
