Smoke POV
I paced around the living room thinking of what exactly I can do to get Trill outta this mess. What I did was outta anger and I can never forgive myself for what I've done.
I gotta get my baby a lawyer, and I know the exact man that can do that shit for me.
"Hello, this is Hank Jones ."
"Yo Hank Wazzam man ?"
"Solomon?"
"Yeah dawg. I need ya help."
"What's up ?"
"Okay so i gotta get my baby outta jail, but I just don't know what to do."
"What she in for ?"
"Murder, selling drugs, and handling guns without a permit ."
"Damn. Shawty was bad. But I think I can hook y'all up. Has she already been to court ?"
"No."
"Aight perfect. I'll call you when I figure the plan entirely."
"Aight H. Thanks man."
"No problem."
I called Rell over a while ago and he came right on time, knocking on the door.
"Aight so what was so urgent that you had to tell me in person?" He asks making his way to the living room.
I followed behind him and cut straight to it . "Trill got arrested."
"Swear to God." His eyes widened.
"I swear to God."
"How? What happened?"
"Um to make a short story shorter... I snitched on her."
"WH-!"
"As revenge cause in all defense she snitched on me first and I was angry."
"Smoke you fucked up this time. And y'all just made up. You know you gonna need a few guards when you visit Trill in the big house. Cause that female wild."
"You ont think I know? Anyways I called my lawyer and he said he'a call me up with that good shit. Ya heard?"
"Damn Smoke. That girl done been thru hell and back and just when she thought the bull shit was all over, you go and put her behind bars."
"Ay dont put all the blame on me. Shit, I know what the fuck I did and -"
" & now you gonna have to live with that shit forever. Cause it ain't no way Trill getting outta this. Sh-"
