It was well into the next morning after his arrest that Rekker made it through all the questioning, the evaluation, paperwork, bail, and the rest. He was exhausted after spending a night in jail, felt dirty from sitting in lock up and just wanted to be home. He was sporting an electronic monitor on his ankle because they believed he was a flight risk or something. He didn't argue. At this point he just wanted to be home and in his own bed. There would be days more of questions and evaluations. Who knew how long this would drag on and the ginger dreaded once the media got ahold of this. Surely, someone would find out about it in the very near future, if they hadn't already.
He did manage to thank the officer who drove him home. This one had been nothing but polite despite everything else. He wandered up toward the house and came in feeling better and really just wanted to collapse somewhere. The middle of the floor would do at this point but his mind went straight to Bjorn. Robert had mentioned he would talk to Bjorn about what was happening and Rekker trusted his brother to deal with whatever Bjorn did.
"Bjorn?" He saw the Swede's night bag by the door and knew he was here somewhere.
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Date: 2022-06-02 12:26 pm (UTC)He did manage to thank the officer who drove him home. This one had been nothing but polite despite everything else. He wandered up toward the house and came in feeling better and really just wanted to collapse somewhere. The middle of the floor would do at this point but his mind went straight to Bjorn. Robert had mentioned he would talk to Bjorn about what was happening and Rekker trusted his brother to deal with whatever Bjorn did.
"Bjorn?" He saw the Swede's night bag by the door and knew he was here somewhere.