Tags:
Drama,
United States,
Suspense,
Literature & Fiction,
Sex,
Action,
Genre Fiction,
Short-Story,
Women's Fiction,
Urban,
love,
African American,
fast paced,
Urban Fiction,
drugs,
Relationship,
lies,
urban books,
scandal,
deceit,
Wahida clark,
maintenance man,
street lit,
gstreet,
eric jerome dickey,
goodreads,
ericjdickey,
michaelbaisden,
bookclub,
kwan,
urban lit,
hip hop fiction,
tstyles
was destroyed. “My God D, I hope you weren’t holding anything back to protect that bitch.” Ronnie said aloud as he continued to look through the trash.
To Ronnie’s surprise, there were torn pictures of several different women and men coming out of hotels. Some of the same women appeared in several of the photos and he recognized some of the faces of the men as part of the city’s upper society. With each picture that Ronnie looked at, it made him more anxious and curious to know what was on the videotape. He took out his cell phone and called the Crime Scene Investigation Department.
“Hey Teddy. This is Ronnie. If you have some extra time I need for you to try and salvage a videotape for me. Cool. I’ll be over there in ten. Thanks.” Ronnie disconnected the call, turned off the lights in Daniel’s office, and headed over to the police station with the tape and pictures in hand. He prayed that the videotape held incriminating evidence against Jani’rah.
*****
Ronnie and Teddy stood in front of two small computer screen monitors playing back what they were able to save from the tape. There were multiple scenes of Jani’rah murdering people, counting money, and Agent Braxton’s voice could also be heard in some of the footage letting them know that the tape was hers.
“Are we thinking the same thing?” Teddy said, looking at Ronnie while biting into a turkey sandwich and watching the tape with a distraught look.
“Yeah,” Ronnie silently gulped. His partner and mentor, Daniel, had taken evidence and destroyed it on Jani’rah’s behalf. There was enough evidence on the tape to put Jani’rah under a jail for life and yet Daniel had tried to destroy it and had helped her get away with murder among other things.
Ronnie rubbed his temples and let out a sigh. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, but the evidence did not lie. His friend had managed to throw their case and risk his job all for Jani’rah. Ronnie couldn’t help but wonder what made a man so dedicated to the law step on the other side of it. Daniel used to be a good guy in Ronnie’s eyes, but the fact that he had tampered with evidence was unforgiveable.
“So, what are you going to do next?”
Ronnie looked at a tape of Jani’rah shooting a police officer square in his face. The sight of that made him flinch a little; Jani’rah had no mercy. “I’m going to present this to Judge Lobank, and bring this bitch to justice.”
Time To Go…
Jani’rah sat in Beardsley Park admiring the geese in the pond. Her jet-black micro braids wrapped into a large bun on top of her head, a tan and brown Louie scarf and big cheetah shades hid her from the description that was given to anyone trying to fulfill Samuel’s bounty. She hated covering her big brown curls and dying her hair black, but she was also tired of hiding out and she just wanted to enjoy the air. She envied the smiling faces of people cooking out in the park. The sound of giggling children and the smell of grilled food lingered in the air. Every year she held a children’s day event that was held in that very park. She had to cancel it this year because she didn’t want to put anyone at risk being that she had a bounty on her head and anyone could come through trying to get at her. The possibility of someone’s child being shot in the middle of her altercation was something she would not, and could not bear; so the event was called off and having to do so made Jani’rah angry.
Jani’rah’s love for children was also the reason she had Rosa’s little girl dropped off in front of the Department of Children and Families Facility Downtown. The little girl was shaken up by what she saw and Jani’rah already felt bad about that. Initially Jani’rah thought she would be able to use her as a pawn in her game with Samuel, but her heart wasn’t cold enough to do that. Children should never be victims in the games adults play and Jani’rah made sure that the little girl she