Mae walked along quietly. Completely quietly. She wasn't saying a single thing unless someone started asking her questions, in which case, her response was going to be to ask for a lawyer.

Plus, staying quiet made it way easier to pretend she wasn't inwardly losing her shit. Last time she'd been made to go to a police station hadn't been good. At least she wasn't being escorted by her aunt?

She glanced up at the trooper nearest her.

. . . Yeah, she was wishing she was being escorted by her aunt.