Lassiter can feel his eyebrows steadily rise. Oh, this is too good. It’s pretty predictable, to be honest, and fairly normal Spencer behaviour. But, if this was a stranger, this would be enough excuse to use the cuffs and haul them off their feet, which is exactly what Lassiter intends to do now.
“You need to learn some kind of lesson about respecting the law,” he mutters lowly as he fishes out his handcuffs. “Obviously, your dad has failed to teach you it, so let me try.”
He knows it’s a power trip as he yanks Spencer’s arms behind his back to click the cuffs on, but he’s feeling better already. He ignores the jibes about Brownie Points, he’s just doing this for himself.
“Come on, off the bike.” He takes a firm hold of Spencer’s upper arm to help steady him. “You have the right to remain silent, please feel free to exercise that right at any time…”
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Date: 2007-12-19 08:32 pm (UTC)“You need to learn some kind of lesson about respecting the law,” he mutters lowly as he fishes out his handcuffs. “Obviously, your dad has failed to teach you it, so let me try.”
He knows it’s a power trip as he yanks Spencer’s arms behind his back to click the cuffs on, but he’s feeling better already. He ignores the jibes about Brownie Points, he’s just doing this for himself.
“Come on, off the bike.” He takes a firm hold of Spencer’s upper arm to help steady him. “You have the right to remain silent, please feel free to exercise that right at any time…”