Chapter 4

Tyler walked over to the table and picked up an unopened bottle of strong liquor—a vodka with a whopping 70% alcohol content.

"You're an auxiliary police officer, right?" Tyler said, twisting off the cap. The room reeked of booze. "Drink it. Finish the whole bottle, and I'll forget about the ring. Then get out of here. I'll take care of the police."

Jessica got anxious. "Honey, don't let her go. She's—"

Tyler shot her a glare, and Jessica instantly shut up, trembling in fear.

I stared at that bottle. If I drank it, I'd either drop dead or my guts…