Page 21 of Sparrow


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I rub the back of my neck and yawn.

“Hey, did you get any sleep?” Malachi sits up from my couch, and I shake my head.

“None. Foxy is going to be fine. She’s going to be starving when she wakes up.” He rubs his face.

“How about you?” I snort.

Question of the week. Will Sparrow be alright? I wish I fucking knew.

My cell phone rings, and I see my brother’s name on the screen.

“Thank fuck. Hello?” I hear yelling and clothes rustling.

“Franklin?” I put it on speaker.

“We got you now, asshole. You’re never getting out.” I scrunch up my face.

“For what? Is office Nassar pressing charges?” Laughing fills the line after Wolf’s question.

“Nah, he’s not playing ball. But we have you on drug possession.” I glance up at Malachi, and he whispers to me.

“Andrews,” he raises his finger to his lips and presses a button on my phone screen that starts to record the call.

“Drugs? Nah, I don’t do those. Sorry, you got the wrong guy.” I can hear the smirk in his voice.

“The heroin on your person when arrested say otherwise. Is that why you’re covered in tattoos? To hide your track marks?” Andrews laughs at his lame attempt at a joke.

“So, who found these drugs? I was never even searched. Hell, which one of you motherfuckers was in charge of reading my rights? Funny thing, if you’re going to break the laws we taxpayers pay you to protect, you should at least pat them down. If you had done that you would have found my phone. Which is on a live call with my attorney right now.” Curses fill the line now.

Malachi smiles at me.

“Did you get all that, Judge?” Wolf says, and I check my screen, seeing her name is also on the call.

“Gentleman, I advise you to release my client before I arrive in Reno. This recording is being sent to the DA as we speak. I’d clear out your desk. A word of advice for you all. If a hair is missing off my client’s head when he leaves the station, we will be pressing charges.” I choke and cover my mouth to hide the sound.

“Sissy, I need a ride.” The phone goes dead.

“Smart motherfucker.” Malachi laughs.

“You sound surprised.” I stand and stretch, grabbing my keys.

“Nope, you go home and get some sleep. I’ll pick up your brother. We need to have words.” I sigh and nod.

“By home, I mean my place, Azizam. And remember the rules.” I glance at him.

“I want you naked and asleep when I get back.”

I lick my lips and wink at him.

CHAPTERTWELVE

WOLF

What a crazy ass night.

I just wanted to make sure my sister was okay, but instead, I spent the night in lock up with the lowlifes of the city. Hustlers, hookers, and drunks all making the whole night unbearable.

It was like usual torture, and I could see why innocent people would say or agree to anything just to get out of the cesspool. I sigh as I park my ass on a bench outside and breathe in the fresh air.

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