Ashley stood up abruptly, her chair scraping backward, breaking the confrontation before it could escalate into actual physical violence.
"You'll remain in custody here until the higher-ups decide what should be done with you," she stated coldly, her voice regaining professional control despite the fury still visible in her eyes.
Damian's response was simple and venomous.
"Fuck off!"
Every officer in the room tensed, hands moving toward weapons instinctively, the casual dismissal pushing them toward violence.
But Ashley raised her hand, stopping them.
She gestured toward the door, and they filed out, tension visible in every movement and frustration at being unable to respond to such blatant disrespect.
Warren James moved to follow, but Ashley's hand on his arm stopped him.
They exited last with Ashley closing the door behind them with controlled precision.
The moment it shut, Damian collapsed back into the chair, all the rage draining away instantly.
