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↞ Giovanni Maurice Wilson ∥ Gleesh ↠ Dallas TX, Thursday, 6:29 PM.
"Nah y'all just saying shit." I looked at the officer.
"We have evidence."
"Yea ight." I scoffed.
"You'll be processed in a second."
I just waved him off as I waited for the officer to come down to process me in. They came and picked me up talking bout that time we shot in the crowd after Savion died.
They don't even have the damn weapon.
I got locked up at the wrong time, they wanted me to flip on Bouka and and Kaior, Kaior got arrested yesterday for some shit he really didn't do .
The officer finally came down and processed me in, they had me do that gay ass shit.
"Take your clothes off."
"You gay as fuck bro." I looked at him.
"It's my job."
I made a face, "It's your job to be gay? A nigga can't pay me no type of money to be gay."
"Just hurry up."
I did what he told me to do and after that, he finally gave me my clothes.
"Can I call my girl now?" I asked after I changed .
"Gone head." he nodded to the phone and i went to it before dialing her number.
"Hello?" She answered after awhile.
"I'm locked up." I kept it short.
"What? Why?" I heard the concern in her voice.
"Attempted Murder, ian do it tho and i'm finna be out once they set my bond."
"Oh my god."
"It's gone be okay, call my sister and tell her so she know."
Her voice cracked, "Okay."
"Don't cry." I told her. "It's not gone be that long."
"What if they convict you? then what?"
"They not, I didn't do it, they don't even have evidence, they just know Savion died and they think we retaliated."
