well if you think of someone let me know and I’ll have my team investigate.”
“I’ll do that. Oh, and let me know when you get that discovery and when you file that motion.”
Mr. Childress shook my hand, “I sure will Mr. Adkins, and don’t worry. This is what you pay me for and I’m at my best when things are at their worst. Any lawyer can win an easy case. I specialize in the difficult ones.”
The left tail light blinker winked repeatedly at me as I watched the black Audi exit the parking lot. I was mad as hell, but I had to keep my emotions in check. I missed Angelique terribly. I was worried to death about her being locked up in that jail with all those thug ass bitches. I knew my girl wasn’t a punk by any means, but health wise she was still weak and needed time to recover properly. It was too soon for her to be tussling with some grimy ass career criminal chick. The one thing I chose not to dwell on was the possible prison sentence that she could get. If the trial went anything like the hearing today, then Angelique was screwed. I took a deep breath as I looked at the depressing building that housed the love of my life.
Fuck this shit!
My woman didn’t belong in jail!
I’m Tyce muthafuckin’ Adkins!
If they wouldn’t let her out…then I would break her out!
Family Meeting
Pamela’s living room resembled something straight out of Martha Stewart’s home magazine. Flowers of all kinds sat in colorful vases throughout her quaint abode. She preferred the comforts of nature as opposed to modernistic decorations. The only technical additions were the flat screen T.V and the blue ray disc player sitting on a high stand against the green accent wall. A recent picture of me hung over the gas fire place along with an old picture of her in a police uniform.
Me, Sway, Sabrina, Bree and Gloria all sat in her family room sipping fresh squeezed lemonade made from a tree in the back yard. I called this family meeting to discuss my plan for springing Angelique from jail. These were the people I knew I could count on and trust. I told everyone to meet at six p.m. but to my surprise they all showed up early.
“So, what’s on your mind son?” Gloria crossed her legs in lady like fashion.
Sway chimed in. “Yeah Tyce wasup?”
I looked around the room at all of the familiar faces staring back at me.
“I’ma bust Angelique outta jail.” I calmly took a sip of my cold drink.
No one said anything at first. They all continued to stare at me and then exchanged looks with one another. Thanks to Pamela and me, everybody knew the situation and what happened in the courtroom the other morning.
“Are you serious?” Bree leaned her elbows on her knees.
“Yep.” I sat my tall glass down on the wood
coffee table.
“Damn nigga, that’s some major muthafuckin’ love right there. Oh, my fault. Excuse me Pamela and you too Gloria.” Sway apologized for cussing.
Gloria chuckled lightly, “No problem sweetie, I was thinking the exact same thing, although I wouldn’t say it out loud.”
“Is it lookin’ that bad for Angelique?” Sabrina’s eyes widened.
“So far yeah. I gotta feelin’ someone wants her to stay in there for a long time. She was set up from the gate and whoever did it is pullin’ some strings to make sure she doesn’t get out. So the only choice I have is to go get her myself.”
I leaned back on the micro suede couch drying my hands from the sweating glass on my jeans.
“I need to know if ya’ll are with me on this. Will you help me bring my baby home?”
Gloria spoke first, “Son, I’m with you one hundred percent.”
Bree spoke next. “I’m all in Tyce. Whatever you need me to do jus’ say the word and it’s done.”
Sway followed her. “If it was Ranae I’d do the same thing, so you know I gotchu on this. Let’s get buck on these bitch ass niggas! Damn my bad Pamela and you too Gloria. Shit, I keep
“I’ll do that. Oh, and let me know when you get that discovery and when you file that motion.”
Mr. Childress shook my hand, “I sure will Mr. Adkins, and don’t worry. This is what you pay me for and I’m at my best when things are at their worst. Any lawyer can win an easy case. I specialize in the difficult ones.”
The left tail light blinker winked repeatedly at me as I watched the black Audi exit the parking lot. I was mad as hell, but I had to keep my emotions in check. I missed Angelique terribly. I was worried to death about her being locked up in that jail with all those thug ass bitches. I knew my girl wasn’t a punk by any means, but health wise she was still weak and needed time to recover properly. It was too soon for her to be tussling with some grimy ass career criminal chick. The one thing I chose not to dwell on was the possible prison sentence that she could get. If the trial went anything like the hearing today, then Angelique was screwed. I took a deep breath as I looked at the depressing building that housed the love of my life.
Fuck this shit!
My woman didn’t belong in jail!
I’m Tyce muthafuckin’ Adkins!
If they wouldn’t let her out…then I would break her out!
Family Meeting
Pamela’s living room resembled something straight out of Martha Stewart’s home magazine. Flowers of all kinds sat in colorful vases throughout her quaint abode. She preferred the comforts of nature as opposed to modernistic decorations. The only technical additions were the flat screen T.V and the blue ray disc player sitting on a high stand against the green accent wall. A recent picture of me hung over the gas fire place along with an old picture of her in a police uniform.
Me, Sway, Sabrina, Bree and Gloria all sat in her family room sipping fresh squeezed lemonade made from a tree in the back yard. I called this family meeting to discuss my plan for springing Angelique from jail. These were the people I knew I could count on and trust. I told everyone to meet at six p.m. but to my surprise they all showed up early.
“So, what’s on your mind son?” Gloria crossed her legs in lady like fashion.
Sway chimed in. “Yeah Tyce wasup?”
I looked around the room at all of the familiar faces staring back at me.
“I’ma bust Angelique outta jail.” I calmly took a sip of my cold drink.
No one said anything at first. They all continued to stare at me and then exchanged looks with one another. Thanks to Pamela and me, everybody knew the situation and what happened in the courtroom the other morning.
“Are you serious?” Bree leaned her elbows on her knees.
“Yep.” I sat my tall glass down on the wood
coffee table.
“Damn nigga, that’s some major muthafuckin’ love right there. Oh, my fault. Excuse me Pamela and you too Gloria.” Sway apologized for cussing.
Gloria chuckled lightly, “No problem sweetie, I was thinking the exact same thing, although I wouldn’t say it out loud.”
“Is it lookin’ that bad for Angelique?” Sabrina’s eyes widened.
“So far yeah. I gotta feelin’ someone wants her to stay in there for a long time. She was set up from the gate and whoever did it is pullin’ some strings to make sure she doesn’t get out. So the only choice I have is to go get her myself.”
I leaned back on the micro suede couch drying my hands from the sweating glass on my jeans.
“I need to know if ya’ll are with me on this. Will you help me bring my baby home?”
Gloria spoke first, “Son, I’m with you one hundred percent.”
Bree spoke next. “I’m all in Tyce. Whatever you need me to do jus’ say the word and it’s done.”
Sway followed her. “If it was Ranae I’d do the same thing, so you know I gotchu on this. Let’s get buck on these bitch ass niggas! Damn my bad Pamela and you too Gloria. Shit, I keep
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