Lars put the precinct's address in his phone and began to drive. His eyes flickered to Evie's arm when she raised it, then back to the road. 

"I have a bad feeling about this," he admitted. "The group behind all this have a [i]lot[/i] of connections. I don't think the police station is safe for him." 

Sure enough, when they arrived, the cops played dumb. 

"We released him last night," One insisted. "His ride came and picked him up."