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“I know that. The police are on their way. Let them handle this.”
“NO!” Jada shouted at me. “He killed Bella and he’s gonna die for it!”
“No, Jada,” I said slowly and quietly. The tears were flowing from her eyes.
“He’s gonna die!” Jada screamed and took a step closer to him. Whether he meant to kill her or not, Bella didn’t deserve the beating she got from him. I had to defuse this situation fast or she just might do it. I couldn’t blame her, ’cause in reality, I wanted him dead too.
“Jada, please put the gun down.”
“NO!”
“He isn’t worth it.”
“I’m gonna kill him,” Jada said almost in a whisper.
“Please, Jada, don’t do this. Don’t throw your life away on this worthless piece of shit. The police will be here any minute. Just put the down, Jada. I got him; he’s not going anywhere.”
Jada slowly began to lower her gun. “Thank you, Jada,” I said and glanced at her. When I did, Bullet fired at me. I felt the shell rip through my left shoulder. The impact knocked me off balance. He tried to run.
I was about to return fire when Jada screamed, “NO!”
I saw Jada raise her gun, close her eyes, and empty her clip. The recoil put her on her ass. While she was down, Bullet turned and fired at Jada, but he missed her. I took careful aim and fired. I hit him with two shots to the chest.
He went down and I moved in on him. I held my gun on Bullet and kicked the gun out of his hand.
I looked down at Jada. “You okay?”
“I’m okay-I’m all right.”
Just then the door burst open. “Freeze!” one uniform yelled.
“Put your weapon down!” the other yelled.
I immediately put the gun down, raised my hands, knowing how trigger-happy some of my brothers in blue could be, and yelled, “I’m a cop!”
“What?” I heard Jada say.
I could see the look of hurt and disappointment in her eyes. “Yes, Jada, I’m a cop.”
15
Jada West
Ain’t this a bitch? Chante’s a cop. I can hardly believe it, but here I am sitting in the backseat of a police car, somewhere I thought I’d never be, because I was just too smart, too careful. I knew that I wasn’t under arrest because nobody had read me my rights and I wasn’t wearing handcuffs. Bullet was dead though. Chante killed him. The bastard got what he deserved for what he did to Bella. Now she could rest in peace.
I heard Chante tell the other cops that I didn’t hit a thing, so I wasn’t all that worried. But the fact that Chante was a cop and she was all up in my world couldn’t be a good thing. A million things were going through my mind as we drove to the precinct. Along the way, I tried to think of everything I’d said to her. I tried to remember who she’d seen us with. I had a lot of high-profile clients and now their reputations, and maybe their careers, were on my back.
I should have known better; should have seen this coming.
Chante’s a cop. Ain’t that a bitch?
We arrived at the precinct and I was taken to the same room that I had been taken to the last time I was questioned about a murder. I had been in there for about an hour and a half before anybody came in the room.
It was the same cop that questioned me the last time, and one I had never seen before. “Ms. West, my name is Detective Sergeant Banner; I’m with the homicide division, and I believe you already met Vice Lieutenant Gineconna.”
Now I was scared. If this asshole was vice, then they’d been on me for a long time. It was all starting to make sense to me now. And the more it made sense to be me, the more scared I got. I was the target and Gineconna questioning me about that murder at Sensations was just the beginning of it. I should have stayed out of that club after that night; never gone back. But then I thought about it. If I was the target, club or no club, they would have come at me anyway.
“I’m sorry to keep you waiting so long,” Banner said. “I only need to take your statement and then you’re free to go.”
