Lady s Knight
Ladys Knight by K. Moore I managed to check my watch despite being handcuffed to the arm of the chair in the "waiting area" of Precinct 32. I tried to look as calm as I could at Detective 3rd Grade Morton, blowing a strand of long black hair out of my face before I replied. "Look," I started, still unaccustomed to the soft soprano that came out of my mouth, "I know you'll never believe this story, but if my watch is correct, and seeing really IS believing, I think you'll come...