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– that monster. “

Jessi walks to a counter, opens a drawer, pulls out a pen and paper, and begins to write. “Here’s the address.” She states as she slides the note in his direction. He stands and walks towards her and takes the note.

“Jessi, something killed Sandy.”

“Some-thing? When you said that last night, I thought you were just confused.” Jessi admitted.

“There was no confusion. It was-” he stammers, “It was- I don’t know what it was. “

Suddenly the phone rings. “It’s Wilcox.” She mouths, holding up the phone in the view of Dontae’.

“Answer it.” He urges.

She swipes to answer the phone. “Hello,” She pauses for a moment, “I’m about to leave the Gym. What’s up?” Another pause. “What? You’re kidding me! Wow. That’s sad. What can I do?” She pauses to listen for a moment. “Okay. I’ll do all I can to help bring him in. Yes. OK. I will. OK. Great.” She hangs up.

“What’s the verdict?” He asks.

“They have a warrant out for your arrest. He made it clear that it’s to be handled internally. Some bullshit about we got to protect our own.”

“They can’t risk anyone else taking me in alive,” he adds.

“I kind of got that. The good news is, I'm off leave.”

“You can’t go back there,” Dontae insisted.

“But wait, they didn’t see me. I can play it cool and on their side. That way, I will be on the inside and closer to finding who’s behind this.”

“Jessi listen to me. If they are setting you up to get you into the building to kill-” He stops as his voice quivers, and a tear starts to build in the wells of eyes. He closes them for a second to regains his composure. He then continues. “If they are setting you up, and you are in the building, there’s nothing I can do to help.”

“Don’t worry about me. I can take em,” she smirks

“This is not a joke!” He shouts.

“And I’m not joking!” she countered. “I’m not going to argue with you! I’m going to go back to work; Say some bullshit about you and keep it moving.”

Dontae’ calms himself down. “I can’t lose you too.”

“You won’t.” She takes his hands.  “I’m here. Look at me. I’m here. Whatever has happened, we will figure it out together. That’s what partners do. They don’t abandon each other because shit gets real.”

He takes a deep breath. “Thank you. I need you to be very careful and watch your back at all times. The minute it looks like something is off, get the hell out of there.”

“I’m sure they will trace my calls and put a tail on me, but we can use that against them. Dontae’, I’m on your side. No matter how it looks at times. Remember that.”

“I trust you. You're all I got.”

“That’s not very reassuring.” She said, giving him some serious side-eye.

“You know what I mean.” Dontae’ smirks.

“I’m going to get dressed and go. I’ll have to stay away from you for a while. There are clothes in my father's room, take whatever you need, and I’ll shoot my father a text to let him know I took the car. The keys are in that little bowl thing by the door.”

“Jessi, I owe you.”

“Don't get all mushy. How do we stay in contact?” She asks.

“Just lay low. I’ll find you when I need to.”

She heads up the stairs.

CHAPTER IX

Jessi walks into the precinct, trying to be as normal as she possibly could. She talked a little shit to Jordan, the young receptionist, before heading up the stairs to the detective quarters. She walked into a room of a thousand eyes: all on her. This was an atmosphere of paranoia at a level she had never encountered. For an ordinarily cool person under pressure, this environment caused a small bead of sweat to build just above her left brow. She continued walking, soon passing Farreti, who was always a bit of a dick.  His chipped, gapped teeth usually held a nasty chewed toothpick that he would switch out hourly, but that wasn’t nearly enough. He always wore Cortez Nikes with dirty busted jeans and carried what Dontae’ referred to as a man purse. He came from the drug world of investigation and was now in homicide due to a mis-staffing that caused an uproar with the local media. Wilcox promoted six rookies to detectives because they had criminal justice degrees. After an explosive expose’ done by the local newspaper, Wilcox reneged and filled the spots with seasoned detectives leaving only two rookies. Even though she thought she deserved it because she was at the top of her academy class, Jessi was proud of the bootleg promotion.

She finally made it to her desk, where she plopped down and sucked in a deep breath. It wasn’t long before she could see Wilcox approaching with two gentlemen in suits. “Here we go,” she whispered to herself. She plays it nonchalantly by pecking at her computer’s keyboard. To her surprise, when she logs in, the record of Adonis was still open. She quickly closes it before the three made it to her desk.

Wilcox, now being nice in front of the new white folks, speaks first. “Hi Mason. Can you step into my office for a quick minute?”

“Sure,” she replied as sunnily as possible.  She stood and followed Wilcox. The two men walked closely behind her. She gave one the “evil” eye as he got a little too close. They all made it to the office, and she took a seat. One of the men closed the door while the other closed the blinds. Without the protection of her service weapon, Jessi needed a defense. She eyed the Louisville slugger on the wall, autographed and encased in glass. That piece of shit was Wilcox’s most prized possession. It was Babe Ruth’s at one point, up until Wilcox bought it for $162k. And boy did he tell anyone that would listen about it. Dontae’ called it “house money.” He would always say,

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