Chapter 28Jahnoi's pov
After giving them my full name I sat down for what must be two hours, I kept my head down because it was either dem love man or they were fascinated with my looks, why more than a hundred male of them kept coming and going from the room I was placed in. They really needed something to do because I'm now certain that a police officer's job is to write traffic tickets and stay on their phones all day.
"Why is he not handcuffed?" A female voice asked.
A black boot came in front of me and I reacted before the police man could touch my hand by standing and telling him. "Don't touch mi, a over two hour mi sidung yah so and yuh sidung dey suh, mek another officer come handcuff mi."
"Wait him think a him yard him dey?" Di police gal ask and I look at her.
"Fi a peaceful life just work wid wi," the officer says and I hiss and sat giving him my left hand.
Another hour later they carry me to Elleston Road precinct to take my finger print so they could check my police record, I just went through the process patiently because they won't be finding anything. They were mostly on their phones and the whole process to me was just a complete waste of time.
"A how mi hear sey a one done record a check, a nuh one don dis," the superintendent walk in from the back and says.
"Di record clean like Jesus robe, a who yuh bredda?" He says and ask coming to stand in front of me.
"All now uno caan convict Straight-Dut fi nutn but uno lock up di man pon suspicion umuch time, uno nuh badda wid me cause me have things outta road fi duh," I tell him pointedly.
"Yuh box up di officer good and proper wha day, wha fi stop mi from charge yuh fi it?" He says and ask.
"Nutn at all suh stop ina chatting wid mi," I tell him and held down back my head leaving him talking and talking until I was taken back to Central.
"Mi boss why yuh neva kill di man ina night and save yuhself all a dis?" One of the officers ask.
"If I did ketch him rass di same night when him murder di woman I would have," I tell him plainly.
"Suh yuh tek revenge fi di woman but not yuh bredda?" The other officer ask.
"And uno allow him fi kill suh much people yet neva guh arrest him," I stated bluntly silencing them.
I knew they were going to put me in lock up so I call Timera when I got my one phone call and Pixie brought over the needed items. If it wasn't for the fucking videos I would not be here, then again they probably would have come for me anyway. I was handed my plastic bag of things and escorted to the holding cells, there was a clear view inside them and they held about six or seven men inside each.
The one they place me in two inmates came and stood in front of me before the officers move away. "Lef' yuh slippers right de-" one of them begin to say and I box him to the ground.
"Next time yuh wait till mi address yuh first den yuh talk," I tell him and to the other who still stood there I ask.
"Yuh need a tattoo or di morgue a call yuh?"
He walk off and I tell them to shift to the left, an ugly tattoo stating that he was a shotta from Rockfort didn't jerk mi, anyone a dem step to mi dead. He took up his things from the dilapidated iron bunk frame, because that was certainly no bed and I put my bag on it and went and lean against the grill.
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