Least of all this worthless excuse for a man.
The front doors loomed ahead, officers already waiting on the other side. Elliot panicked. He seized my shoulders and forced me to stop.
"Do you really have to be this stubborn? Just swallow your pride for once! Whether this is a fake or something that actually belongs to the Farleys, blowing this up won't end well for anyone!"
I gave him a sidelong glance, my eyes full of contempt.
"I don't bow to dogs."
"You—!"
His face went scarlet.
"Fine! Then don't blame me for washing my hands of you. I'd love to see how you explain yourself to the police!"
Gladys and I, the accuser and the accused, were taken to the station. Elliot followed close behind.
Gladys watched me the whole ride. When I said nothing, she mistook my silence for fear, and the look she gave me turned even more scornful.
"Officers, look!" She held up the box the moment we walked in. "This is the Farleys' legendary Bloodstone Qilin! And it was found on a servant. If she didn't steal it, how else would she have gotten it? On top of that, this woman has a criminal record! Lock her up!"