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continued to beg them to send a car over to his home to check on his family. But instead, they locked him in the back seat of the cruiser, had his Range Rover towed, and then started to drive him down to the sheriff’s station.
    Badly beaten, Cameron threatened to sue the department. “Now send a car to my house to check on my family, you piece of shit-ass pig!” he continued to demand all the way to the station.
     
Keisha
    When they finally arrived in Atlanta, they pulled up in a neighborhood called Oakhurst, one of Atlanta’s many suburbs. Poo Baby shook Keisha awake. “Wake yo’ loud, snoring ass up and wipe that drool from the side of your mouth,” Poo Baby teased. “We’re at your Grandma Ethel’s house.”
    Keisha yawned, stretched, and wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her hoodie. “Has Cameron called about my son? Are they alright?” were the first words to come out of Keisha’s mouth.
    Poo Baby shook her head no. “Niya is still in town waiting on him to return her call. Think positive though, Kesh. I’m sure we would have received a ton of calls by now if anything bad happened. Li’l Boo called though, and when I told him you were asleep, he told me not to wake you,” Poo Baby told Keisha upon seeing the worried expression on Keisha’s face.
    “Yeah, but it’s been over six hours since I heard anything,” Keisha begin to fret. “Cam knew I was worried about my son. What the fuck is going on?” Her gut was telling her that something was very wrong.
    Right when Poo Baby began to respond, she received a call from Niya. “That’s Niya right there -”
    “Let me talk to her!” Keisha anxiously grabbed the phone from Poo Baby’s hand. “Niya, is everything alright?” she nervously asked the second she answered the phone.
    “Kesh,” Niya replied in a subdued tone.
    “Yeah, it’s me. Is my son alright?” Keisha quickly replied.
    “I haven’t heard from Cameron, but we just found out that he was arrested. That’s all we know so far.”
    “Arrested? For what? What about my son?” Keisha was on edge.
    “B-Low called his cousin from Cameron’s neighborhood and he told him that they were holding Cam as a murder suspect. When I called the station, that was what they told me too, but B-Low’s cousin told him that he was going to check on Cam’s house to see if everything was alright.”
    “How long ago was that?” Keisha asked.
    “About fifteen minutes ago,” Niya lied. The truth was that B-Low had been waiting for his cousin to return his call for over two hours, and although it had her and B-Low on high alert, she didn’t want to disclose that bit of information to Keisha and cause her to worry any more then she already was.
    “Fuck!” Keisha screamed. “Niya, please call me back the second you hear anything and keep calling that nigga back. I have to know that my son is alright,” she said desperately before passing Poo Baby back her phone.
    When Big Pope Dog pulled up in front of Keisha’s grandmother’s house, they all climbed out of the van. Big Pope Dog said he needed to use the restroom and Gutty climbed out of the SUV to stretch his legs. Keisha told Big Pope Dog that she didn’t think her grandmother would mind as she grabbed her purse and started up the walkway. I need some coke to ease my mind before I have a fucking heart attack! Keisha impatiently knocked on the door, planning to snort a few lines right after she hugged her grandmother and daughter to get her mind right.
    From behind the door, Keisha heard her sister Ryan yell, “Kessia, get down here, your mommy is here!” before she happily swung the door open. “Kesh, sister, oh my God, we didn’t know you were coming!” She hugged Keisha.
    Keisha pushed Ryan off of her, wearing a mean mug on her face, and then spoke through gritted teeth. “Oh, you here now, bitch? Piru, I’m fading yo’ crackpipe-loving ass before I leave the A!” Keisha rudely brushed past her sister.
    What the fuck? Ryanlooked