The Contradiction {COMPLETED}

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FEARFUL POWER

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FEBRUARY 16
NEW YORK

"Your boys are talking."

Todd Hayes. He had cigarette smoke stained teeth, pink skin, and a bald head with six follicles of hair sticking out and folding over. He was a nosey rat that had followed me from Houston to Seattle to Washington and now here. He was a lame, vindictive, idiot to me. I had been on his roster for years and he couldn't touch me. Even now, he had nothing. No matter what his private investigator told him, I wasn't that stupid.

I kept my mouth clamped shut. Watched him pace the floor, hopefully to come up with new tactics. He wasn't scaring me.

"You think those boys are loyal to you? They're in those interrogation rooms ratting you out. You might as well tell on them too."

I just faced forward, relaxing my body as much as I could.

As much as I looked relaxed though, I was burning up inside. I hated the police before, but after last night, they all had bounties on their fucking heads.

They handcuffed children, the children that I loved. They raided my 'home', tossed everything around like it was nothing. They forced my family to the ground with no remorse. Seeing my grandmother with her cheek to the floor was enough for every police officer that I saw last night, to die.

I tried to never be this person. Even in the line of work that I was in, I always felt like there was a better way to handle things. Anger paralyzes action and violence bred beasts. If that had to be me, for my grandmother, I would be that. To never see her that way again, I would be that beast. To erase the images of the innocent children I love in handcuffs, I would take this whole precinct down with me.

Hayes slammed his hands down on the table, losing his temper. I didn't flinch, just looked down at those pink hands. There was someone else he was reporting to. He needed to detain me or he would risk looking ridiculous in front of the people that put him on the case. I learned that in the gang of the police, there was always someone higher. That's what I was rooting for.

"We are searching that place right now. If we find anything, all of you go down. I can't wait to take you down Beyoncé."

I didn't budge. Whatever. They wouldn't find shit in that penthouse. I kept my family and my business separate for a reason.

The pigs thought anybody that wasn't with them was so stupid. In reality, they were the ones that didn't know shit about business or family. They didn't know shit about the love I had for my family, and I refused to explain it to them. I was no one's mother or teacher.

"You'll die for this?" He slapped the table twice. "Would you die for these drugs and this money?"

I didn't take his words seriously. In twenty-four hours, he would have to let me and my family go.

I wanted to let my family know that we were gonna be good. My boys knew this already. We had been through this already. These were the risks of my life. I only had myself to blame, but we would get out of this, and I would try to redeem myself the only way I knew how.

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FEBRUARY 17
NEW YORK

"You still over there trippin'?" Tey questioned and I looked back at her. "Get away from the window Nic. She's detained anyway. Ain't nothing gon' happen to you."