Chapter 28:Jaelyn

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I knew what I was going to jail for, that's why I didn't say anything. I knew better than to say anything especially without a lawyer. All those times watching ID was about to be put to the test.

I was currently in a room waiting to be questioned, they had read me my rights and I was just chilling, I really wish I had my phone right now. I was bored af, this is a tactic to make me go crazy and spill the beans while they just leave me in this room by myself, but what they didn't know is I'm already crazy. Nice try though.

Soon enough, two guys walked into the room and sat across from me. They reread me my rights then begin my questioning.

"Do you know why you're here?" Detective Peters told me. Time to put my acting skills to the test.

"No Detective, I don't think I do." Golden globes award winner here.

"So you don't know nothing about the assault of Percy Allen McManer." DJ or Detective Jacobs said. So that's the bitch's name. Bitch ass name for a bitch ass man.

"Can't say I do. I don't know puss...I mean Percy."

"Then why would he identify you as his assailant?" The real question Detective Peters, is how he know who I was or my name to identify me at all. Then again as I think back, he might had followed us or heard one of us say my name.

"I don't know. I don't know this piss...Percy guy. Maybe a case of mistake identify."

"So you have no relations towards Mr. McManer at all. No communication, no beef, no anything?"

"Me personally no. I don't know that man." I could tell I was pissing them off.

"If not you personally, then how about friends or family?" Peters added his input.

"Define friends and family, because family can be friends and some friends could be your family. I have a friend I consider my sister. So I'm not sure I understand said question."

"So this wasn't some revenge, get even plot for the stabbing of an Axel Parks?"

"I don't know who that is."

"I find that had to believe considering, you told him to get your mother when you were arrested." Dj cocked his eye at me, like he had me. These niggas know everybody.

"Oh, you said Parks with an s. I though you said park, I couldn't hear you."

"Cut the crap Ms. Evans, we know you assault Mr. McManer for the stabbing of Mr. Parks."

"If y'all know then why you questioning me, meaning you don't have evidence and you need a confession, which you aren't getting out of me because I want a lawyer." End of interrogation.

"Fine, hands behind your back." I stood up and was cuffed and took down to be booked, finger printed, took my picture and I changed into a orange suit. Then finally into a cell.

"Excuse me, when can I get my phone call?" I asked as he removed my cuffs and you know he does? Ignore me and walks away.

"I was talking to you, I want your badge number. Bastard, Imma report you for insubordination." I turned around and was grossed out. Two bunks, one toilet right in the open for everyone to see and of course I wasn't alone in my cell.

"What you in for?" She said from the top bunk.

"Minding my own business, something you should do."

"Listen here newbie, don't get fucked up trying to be cute. I'm just trying to look out for you."

"More like nosey."

"Look we going to be bunk mates rather you like it or not? How old are you 18,19?"

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