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When Black and Bobby got out of the car and walked toward the club, it looked like just another night at J.R.'s. As it usually is, the was long and was crowded with well-dressed men and women; some of them scantily clad and leaving little to the imagination. As they got closer, Leo, the head of security saw them coming and approached.
“Guess you heard what happened?”
“Yeah, I heard,” Black said. “You know anything?”
“No. I saw Bautista and Dickerson when they pulled up, but I didn’t really make anything of until Rain got back with Carter. Next thing I know, Dickerson is cuffing her and walking her to the car.”
“Thanks, Leo.”
“No problem.” He shook his head. “There were just too many cameras for me to snatch them all up.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Black said as he and Bobby went in the club and headed for the office. When they got to the office, Carter told them what he knew, which wasn’t much.
“Who’s she accused of killing?” Bobby asked.
“Somebody named Afra Dean,” Carter said.
“Never heard that name before.” Black looked at Bobby and he shook his head that he’d never heard the name before either.
“But here’s the thing; I don’t think Rain knew who that is either.”
“What makes you say that?” Bobby asked.
“The way she’d looked and said who when Dickerson said the name.”
“You call the firm?”
“I called Patrick and he said that he was going to send Akilah Malheiros down there and he would be on his way.”
“I need to know what’s going on.” Black took out his phone and dial a number.
“Good morning, lieutenant Adams.”
“I’ll call you back,” she said and ended the call.
Lieutenant Tamia Adams used to be Freeze’s infor
mant with benefits. Black inherited her when he died … without the benefits, of course.
After a good yawn she reached in her nightstand drawer and got a burner phone. She dialed a number and got out of bed dialing.
“Good morning, lieutenant Adams,” Black said again. “I am so sorry to bother you, but Rain is in jail and I need to know why.”
“I’ll make a few calls and get back to you, Mike,” lieutenant Adams said.
“Thank you,” he said and ended the call and then made another. As fast asleep Carla answered just before the call went to voicemail.
“Hey, Mike,” she yawned and said.
“Sorry to wake you up, but I need to know everything about Afra Dean.”
Carla yawned. “Who’s that?”
“That’s what I need you to tell me. Rain is in jail and that is who she’s accused of killing.”
“I’m on it, Black,” Carla said; now fully conscious with the news of Rain being in jail.
“Call me back when you know something.”
