Chapter 35: Chapter 35

Chapter 35 Justice and Romance

“Mr. Fanny you have two cases before you. Twenty pounds of drugs was found in your bedroom and your daughter shot a police officer,” Fred said, pacing up and down the interrogation room.

Mr. Fanny with handcuffs on his wrists, cut in, “She shot the police on his leg.”

“Shooting is shooting, regardless the body part involved. Come on that officer is lying in the hospital with one leg up.”

“But she shot out of provocation. She is going to plead not guilty because the police abused her verbally.”

“Till then, Mr. Fanny, you risk going to jail. Twenty pounds of drugs is not twenty pounds of cookies. I never knew you did drugs. I am so disappointed in you.” He looked away.

“Is a set up, Fred. Look at me Fred it is a set up. Why didn’t the unanimous caller make herself available, why call you after some interior decoration company fixed my house. I suspect that company. They planted the drugs. Someone wants me down.”

“You may think the unanimous caller is after you but the police doesn’t see it that way, yes we have spies, whistle blowers, mounted everywhere to alert us when they sense outlaws and criminals.”

“Are you now seeing me as a criminal?” Mr. Fanny asked.

Fred stared at him in a thoughtful moment, threw his gaze to the wall and said, “As it stands now I am seeing you as one. It will take the grace of God to see you escape jail. This shortcoming keeps going round and round. The drugs were not found in your daughter’s room it wasn’t found in the room you share with your wife but in your private room, in the ceiling.”

“Now look at where they dropped it; in the ceiling, to show you they dropped it before we entered the house; it should have been in my bag, my wardrobe, and underneath my bed. They know I will fish it out and discard it. Please I’m innocent.” Mr. Fanny pled.

“I’m sorry Mr. Fanny,” said Fred. Your court hearing is in two days. You either win and go back to the warmth of your wife or lose and go back to the heat in jail. As for your daughter her court hearing is tomorrow. She will defend herself or stand the risk of joining you in jail.” He said and turned his back on him. “I am done with you.”

“No, no I’m innocent,” cried Mr. Fanny.

A police officer walked in at once and took him away.

“Kate was brought in with handcuffs on her wrist. She sat, with her hostile face shooting at Fred. Fred still stood facing the wall and turned at once to behold Kate. “Mrs. Shooter. Do I need to remind you that you stand the chance of going to jail tomorrow?”

“Do I also need to remind you I stand the chance of winning tomorrow?” she returned the question and frowned hugely.

“I have always known you as a badass. You date one of the maddest boys in the hood and expect to be happy,” said Fred, smiling. “You don’t go round the fire and expect to smell nice.”

“Whoever I choose to date is none of your fucking business. It doesn’t change you from being a fucking cop to being a superstar.”

“I will love to see how your damn gut rescues you tomorrow. I am promising you one thing. Your boyfriend will fall into our net soon and he will join you in jail where you can keep fucking in the car.”

“Once you get home tell that to your wife and you can advise your wife to take my place because for all I can remember, Tony is a failure in bed.”

Fred slammed on the table, “You dare insult my wife in such manner, then be prepared to shoot me on the leg.”

“You brought me out for interrogation, do it like a cop that has sense not as one that reasons through his ass. Why bring in my private life into the scene. My private life is none of your fucking business. I have the power to date a motherfucker and saint at the same time?”

Fred and Kate stared at each other angrily, “I have nothing more to tell you. Tomorrow prepare to meet your father in jail,” he said and stood.

“Congratulations, Mr. Jailer, for all I know White House wasn’t built in your name, I am gonna be free someday, and you will read my success story with one eye closed. For now kiss my ass.” Kate said, and spat at the floor.

A police walked in at once and took her away.

Mrs. Fanny phoned Mr. and Mrs. Coleman about what happened and they speedily drove down to their house with their lawyer.

“I know Fanny he doesn’t do drugs. He is a sex toy business man and for Kate who taught her how to handle gun?” asked Mr. Coleman pitifully.

Mrs. Coleman said, “This whole thing happened at the wave of the magic wand. “I never saw this one coming, although I wanted to advise you to relocate your daughter to another state just like Brian did. Someone is coming hard at your family.”

“But who could that be?” the lawyer asked.

Mr. Coleman cut in, “Oh permit me to introduce the young man with me.” He patted his shoulder. “This is Ken, a certified lawyer with success stories. I want you to hire him and you won’t regret it.”

Mrs. Coleman added, “Yes ken is good. He is going to fetch you guys justice, I promise.”

He looked at his watch, “We got to be on our way now,” said Mr. Coleman as he stood up and Mrs. Coleman did same. “You can discuss with ken on how you two are going to work together.”

“Ok, thank you a whole lot,” Mrs. Fanny said, walked them to the door and shut the door behind them.

As she walked back to her seat, she stared at Ken; his nice crew cut hair, big biceps and large shoulder, white glittering eyes and pink lips, hairy thick arms, and she wondered why he decided to waste his nice looks on law. She could not deny the fact that ken was already pulling her. Inwardly she doubted if she was going to put herself together and allow him concentrate and fetch justice for her family.”

“So do I get you anything coffee or tea or dinner?” Mrs. Fanny obliged.

“I don’t mind coffee.” Ken replied. “Don’t worry I will do it myself.” He stood up to pour the coffee.

Mrs. Fanny fancied he was a gentle man and felt like knowing him more intimately aside the struggle for justice; the wetness between her legs convinced her the more.

The unknown ahead!!!