"What are you gonna do? Arrest me?" Asher asked dryly, rolling his shoulders and eying the door over Ray's hunched form. There was no point in so much as attempting to leave as long as the cuffs were still on.

"Doubt you were using that anyway. I'm still probably the closest you've come to getting any here and that was because I was possessed." Which Asher figured had something to do with the contempt. "You want a confession? Fine. I did bite someone. Stephen. Just the once, despite the fact that he flat out asked me to do it again, warped human being that he is. He'll deny that. I shot someone... something, technically. A bear. In my defense, it started it. Both were a million years ago and neither of them filed a report or pressed charges. Now, when you can stand up straight again I suggest you pull your head out of your ass and stop trying to make me your career making collar on the island."