fists at the end of the rant. It caused me to jump a little. It was definitely time to call my father.
“I know all about games. I want to call my lawyer. He’ll answer all the questions about my feelings when he gets here.” I looked at both of them and smiled. I had never seen Troy in this light. He was so aggressive and firm. A total opposite of what he was in a personal setting. I guessed he was doing his job.
“Look, we don’t need to call any lawyers down here. These are just questions. Everybody calm down,” the other officer interjected as he looked at me and then at Troy.
“I don’t have a problem with questions,” I said. “I have a problem with forced questioning and wordplay. You know what I mean: beating around the bush.”
“Mr. Black, you are here today because three of these women had your phone number in their call logs on the night of their murders and in two you were the last call to or from. Do you have an alibi for these nights in question?” the “nice” officer asked me as he slid a piece of paper over toward me.
“These were a few girls I met through mutual friends. They were ‘hit it and quit its.’”
“Excuse me, what does that mean?” the nice officer asked.
“We had sex and then they left.” I broke it down to him in plain English.
“Oh, okay.” He nodded his head. “So these weren’t long-term relationships?”
“No.” I shook my head. I was a little embarrassed because Troy didn’t know that I was a ho.
“So you had no emotional ties to these women?” He asked another question.
“None, because both parties knew what the rules were. We both wanted sex and that was it. They left my house after we finished and that was the last I saw of them.”
“Okay, we are going to need some alibis for these nights in question. Can you provide them?” the nice officer asked. Troy stood and looked at me with his arms folded. I wasn’t sure if he was believing anything I said. I didn’t care really. I was innocent and I knew it.
“Mr. Black, we are going to release you today, but we will need those alibis as soon as possible so that we can clear you as a person of interest. Okay?”
“Sure, no problem.” I nodded my head.
“You are free to go,” he said as he got up out of his chair and so did I.
I was out of the precinct in no time and on my way to work. During the drive I texted Troy to ask him why he treated me with such hostility in the precinct. He said that it was protocol and not to take it personal. I had assumed that but I had to text and make sure. I also would have to make up a good lie to tell my boss for my reason for being late. Confirming my alibi was going to be a task. But I knew the first person I was going to ask.
Chapter 11
Jasmine
Needy
I couldn’t believe it. I just couldn’t believe it. I mean I knew that it was going to happen sooner or later but I could say I was shocked to be sitting back on Alex’s couch and at his request. Rewind about fifteen minutes ago and this was how the scene went down:
I was in my apartment lying across the bed daydreaming about my life-to-be when my front doorbell chimed. It startled me because I didn’t get many visitors. I didn’t have many friends. Anyway, I got up and made sure that I looked okay to be answering the door. I had no clue as to who it was.
To my surprise, it was Alex standing on the other side of the door. I instantly perked up and opened the door. “Everything okay?” I asked with much concern in my voice. He had a slight frown on his face.
“Yes, I need you,” he said with a smile on his face. Damn, he had nice smile.
“I need you too,” I slipped up and said it back to him. I wanted to bang my head up against the doorpost for being so stupid.
“Huh?” He looked at me in bewilderment.
I was so pissed that I began to mumble to myself.
“Are you okay?” he asked me with even more confusion on his face.
“Yes, I’m sorry. I am having a rough day.” I
“I know all about games. I want to call my lawyer. He’ll answer all the questions about my feelings when he gets here.” I looked at both of them and smiled. I had never seen Troy in this light. He was so aggressive and firm. A total opposite of what he was in a personal setting. I guessed he was doing his job.
“Look, we don’t need to call any lawyers down here. These are just questions. Everybody calm down,” the other officer interjected as he looked at me and then at Troy.
“I don’t have a problem with questions,” I said. “I have a problem with forced questioning and wordplay. You know what I mean: beating around the bush.”
“Mr. Black, you are here today because three of these women had your phone number in their call logs on the night of their murders and in two you were the last call to or from. Do you have an alibi for these nights in question?” the “nice” officer asked me as he slid a piece of paper over toward me.
“These were a few girls I met through mutual friends. They were ‘hit it and quit its.’”
“Excuse me, what does that mean?” the nice officer asked.
“We had sex and then they left.” I broke it down to him in plain English.
“Oh, okay.” He nodded his head. “So these weren’t long-term relationships?”
“No.” I shook my head. I was a little embarrassed because Troy didn’t know that I was a ho.
“So you had no emotional ties to these women?” He asked another question.
“None, because both parties knew what the rules were. We both wanted sex and that was it. They left my house after we finished and that was the last I saw of them.”
“Okay, we are going to need some alibis for these nights in question. Can you provide them?” the nice officer asked. Troy stood and looked at me with his arms folded. I wasn’t sure if he was believing anything I said. I didn’t care really. I was innocent and I knew it.
“Mr. Black, we are going to release you today, but we will need those alibis as soon as possible so that we can clear you as a person of interest. Okay?”
“Sure, no problem.” I nodded my head.
“You are free to go,” he said as he got up out of his chair and so did I.
I was out of the precinct in no time and on my way to work. During the drive I texted Troy to ask him why he treated me with such hostility in the precinct. He said that it was protocol and not to take it personal. I had assumed that but I had to text and make sure. I also would have to make up a good lie to tell my boss for my reason for being late. Confirming my alibi was going to be a task. But I knew the first person I was going to ask.
Chapter 11
Jasmine
Needy
I couldn’t believe it. I just couldn’t believe it. I mean I knew that it was going to happen sooner or later but I could say I was shocked to be sitting back on Alex’s couch and at his request. Rewind about fifteen minutes ago and this was how the scene went down:
I was in my apartment lying across the bed daydreaming about my life-to-be when my front doorbell chimed. It startled me because I didn’t get many visitors. I didn’t have many friends. Anyway, I got up and made sure that I looked okay to be answering the door. I had no clue as to who it was.
To my surprise, it was Alex standing on the other side of the door. I instantly perked up and opened the door. “Everything okay?” I asked with much concern in my voice. He had a slight frown on his face.
“Yes, I need you,” he said with a smile on his face. Damn, he had nice smile.
“I need you too,” I slipped up and said it back to him. I wanted to bang my head up against the doorpost for being so stupid.
“Huh?” He looked at me in bewilderment.
I was so pissed that I began to mumble to myself.
“Are you okay?” he asked me with even more confusion on his face.
“Yes, I’m sorry. I am having a rough day.” I
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