I've never felt so weird in my life. Riding in the back of the police car was by far the most awkward feeling ever. We weren't cuffed or anything but we might as well had been. We remained silent as we rode there and exchanged a few looks periodically. Chris would even at time reach over to rub my hand to let me know that everything would be okay and to calm down but I couldn't help but worry.
When we arrived at the precinct it looked how it did on movies. How you walk through and all these officers are sitting at desks. Some were laughing and drinking coffee and others were making phone calls and eating. Luckily when we walked through with the detectives that most eyes weren't on us, but they're used to seeing new faces everyday so seeing a new set probably didn't surprise them.
When we walked in I was damn near glued to Chris' side, but a detective called me over and Chris walked the other way with another. He blew me a kiss and winked. I just wanted to cry. I may be being over dramatic but I've never liked police or their stations—though this is my first time being here.
Now I'm sitting in the double sided mirror room, feeling like I'm on Criminal Minds, waiting on the detective to come talk to me.
A detective walked in and I tensed up almost immediately.
She gave a fake smile and sat down.
"First I'm going to ask some general questions and then I'll start asking you about the victim." The detective said
I nodded.
She did ask general question as far as my name, birthdate, things around that.
"How did you know Sabrina Eason?" She asked
"I'm uh.. a real estate agent and I met her when I sold her a house."
"Were you knowledgeable of the fact that she was the mother of Chris' child?" She asked
"No, at the time I didn't know."
"How did you find out?" She asked
"Chris told me."
"And Chris is?"
"My boyfriend and father of our child." I replied
She nodded.
"Did you see Sabrina anytime recently?"
"Four days ago, yes."
"How did you encounter with her?"
I took a sigh, look them in the eye, don't look away and don't look down—you'll seem timid and as if you're hiding something. Chris's words replayed in my head. I know we're not hiding anything but the fact that I may appear weak will appear that I am.
"She has been harassing Chris for weeks. To texts and calling from different numbers that I've seen in his phone myself, she's been trying to come see him for a while. I assume he finally let her come over because I caught her with him when I came in and we got into a fight. After the fight, a man came and picked her up and that was it." I explained
The detective started writing away.
"What do you mean a man came and picked her up?" She asked
"A man came to get her. We were in the midst of the fight and a man walked down our block yelling, looking for her and she ran out there and he snatched her and made her leave." I explained
"How did he look?"
"He was of African American descent, he was really tall— about six foot three or something. He had a very low haircut and he was very buff. He followed her black SUV back in a blue car." I explained
She nodded.
"Have you had any other encounters with her before this?"
"Yes—plenty. After she found out I was Chris new girlfriend and before I had my baby, she harassed and taunted me. She flattened my tires repeatedly, and harassed everyone around me." I explained
"We never really had an altercation though, until four days ago." I added
She nodded, "Okay."
"I'll be right back."
Chris (POV will switch again shortly)
"How do you know Sabrina Eason?"
"The mother of my daughter." I nonchalantly replied
"How did you two encounter with each other recently—if you did?" The detective asked
I sighed, "She been textin' me and callin' me tryna meet up with me but I wasn't folding until I finally went on and decided to since my girl was gone and I was lonely. She came by and my girl caught her and I together and they started fighting. Some big nigga came and roughed her up and made her drive somewhere with him though so that was the end of all of that." I explained
He nodded, "How is your relationship with Sabrina?"
I shrugged, "We don't have a relationship at all. Not a friendship or coparent-ship for our daughter. Honestly the whole meet up a few days ago was a mistake." I said
"How was her relationship with your new girlfriend? Before the meet up?"
"They didn't have one, either. Sabrina didn't like her though because she always thought she had another chance wit' me and my new girl was in the way of that. She even used to do lil' stuff to mess with her, like flattening her tires and shit."
The detective slightly laughed.
"One second." He said and stepped out
I sighed and started looking around. I don't want to start tapping my fingers and shaking my leg because I know they're looking at me through this mirror and it'll appear that I'm nervous.
Lauren
"I'm India's best friend and I heard the commotion going on outside of India's back yard, that is how I seen all of it."
"Do you know Sabrina at all?" He asked
"Yes, we've gotten into a few fights because she was messing with India."
"Any other issues involving just you?" He asked
"Not that I can think of." I said
I was about to mention the recording and how we got it but that would contradict our entire story. It would also make us look more suspect than we already look.
We'd have to explain how Sabrina got over there, and that would look like a set up, contradicting what I already told them—which was that Chris and Sabrina were messing around and India came home and caught them. I hope India and Chris said something around this though because I know they brought them in for questioning because the detective told me they did.
Any who, it would seem like more of a motive for us to do something to her and kidnap her or something so, when we all meet back up we have to figure out someway to incorporate the recording.
Omniscient
All the detectives that questioned the three met back up to discuss what each suspect told them.
They each reported back to their assigned suspect after talking amongst each other.
"We received an anonymous tip that stated..." the detectives paused and read off of a paper,
"India, Lauren and Chris set up the kidnapping and Lauren also tortured Sabrina for hours before releasing her to the kidnapper."
"What?!" They all said
"Who the fuck told you that bullshit?" Chris said
"And what would've been my motive?" Lauren asked and folded her arms
"That doesn't even make sense. Who told you this?!" India asked.
••••
2 hrs later
12:48 AM
Lauren's Place
India
"I'm so happy they let us go, I—" I started
"They had no choice but to, they ain't have no evidence that that bullshit was true. Our story was the truth and that's that." Chris said
"I know, but you know how aggressive policemen and detectives get. Do you think we should reach back out to your mom?" I asked
"No! Hell no. I know my mama—she ain't trying to help us. You see she only miraculously pop up when shit goin' bad." Chris explained
I do agree on that.
"We should see what she wants though. She either knows something we don't know or she's the whole damn leader behind it." Lauren said
I nodded, "I agree with that too. You should text her back and see when you can meet up with her—maybe get her caught up in a lie."
"Do you guys think the recording we have of Sabrina confessing to hitting me would help anything?" I added
Chris thought, "Nah. That's just digging Sabrina in a deeper hole and showing how fucked up she is, it's not proving that we ain't kidnap her."
"Right, I even debated on it but I decided against it." Lauren said
"I'm glad I forgot about it while I was sitting there then."
Chris pulled his phone out and started texting.
The hell you got to say? Chris sent to his mom.
"She won't text back tonight I bet." Lauren said
Then Chris' phone went off.
I glanced back over.
Ma: Where are you now? I can meet you somewhere.
1:02 AM
"Damn, she up at this time?" Lauren said
"Uh, where should we meet her?" He asked
"We? She wants to talk to you, she may not say anything if we're there." I said
"Right.." he thought
"We'll drop you off though and sit outside—meet her near that old Waffle House." I said
"Okay, coo." He said and started typing
"Let's be smart and record a voice recording we could actually use. Even if she ends up being flaky and not disclosing too much, still record just Incase she says something that would be of significance." I said
"She's right." Lauren said
"Aight, she said she'll be there in 15 minutes." Chris said
"Okay, let me make sure the baby hasn't waken up and then we can go." I said
"We can all just go over there—it's late as hell, I don't know if anybody lurking at this time." Chris said
We all got up and Lauren turned out her lights and grabbed her keys and we walked out.
When I got inside I made Royalty and the baby hadn't woken up and we proceeded to leaving back out.
"I wonder why she came out of nowhere like this though, you guys don't think that's weird?" Lauren asked
"Of course we do, I been saying that shit all night." Chris
"Yeah, I think it's weird too. I also think it's a catch to this, Joyce doesn't do anything nice for anyone. So, let's see what's to this." I said and continued driving.
I parked at the corner. "Don't forget to record, Chris." I said
"I'm not." He said and got out
Chris
Before I got in I turned on the voice recorder on my phone.
When I walked inside I didn't see her.
I know this bi—aw, there she go.
She was sitting at a table near a window looking at the menu like we really about to be in this bitch eating.
"Hey, son." She said as I approached the table
"Wassup..." I mumbled
"Crazy I only see you when you need something." She said
I frowned, "I didn't reach out to you, you reached out to me."
"But you came, so obviously you needed my offer."
I rolled my eyes, "Aight—what you have to say?"
"I have footage of the day Sabrina was kidnapped, when, and who did it, but the police still think you, Lauren and India did it, based off of an anonymous tipper. I'll send in the real footage and reveal to them who really did it—but only if you do something for me." She said
I stared at her and thought for a second. The hell could she possibly want.
Ria ✍🏽