Dilemma

Chapter 1:

Kennedy's P.O.V.

" Mr. Smith you will be released in approximately 3 hours. I've checked into everything and they have no hard core evidence that will cause for them to withhold you any longer." I told my client while gathering my materials and putting them into my briefcase.

" Man thanks so much I appreciate it I thought I was gonna have to leave again and you know how my baby mama was acting the last time I got locked up." He said sighing with relief.

"Yea.. I also remember having to console her and your daughter when the judge said your sentence. Do me a favor Isaiah and stay out of trouble, you're too old for this." I said seriously trying to give him some advice.

This man has been in and out of jail since I first became a criminal defense attorney. He has a daughter that's seven and probably has only had one full year with her father being around since she's been born.

"I'm for real this time Kennedy I'm going to leave the drug game alone and just focus on my family now. Im tired of not being able to see my daughter and my girl unless it's on visiting days and a glass window. And plus Tamia pregnant again and she said she's going to leave me if I get locked up one more time, and I can't lose her we've been through too much.

" Well you better be serious because the next time it's going to be life in prison and I doubt I'm going to be able to get you out of that." I said standing by the door getting ready to leave.

"Alright. You'll see I'm gonna be a changed man when I leave out of here today." He said standing, holding his hand out to shake.

I shook it firmly while giving him a smirk. "Ok we'll see then. Bye."

"Bye." He said as I left out the door to the small room in the police station.

I got to the parking lot and hit the button to unlock the door to my all black Mercedes Benz.

I started my car, on my way home since it was almost 10 o'clock. I was riding in silence til my phone went off.

"Yes Mrs.Johnson." I said in a playful tone.

"Kennedy stop playing with me! My last name is Ward not Johnson, Maurice and I aren't married yet so stop fucking rushing it." she said all angry.

" Moriah get your fucking thong out your ass and calm down I was just playing damn. And I don't know why you acting like you're not ready to be married to Maurice yet because we both know you are." I said rolling my eyes.

You would think after almost 4 years with this man it wouldn't be so hard for her to just marry him. But it just wouldn't be Moriah if she didn't make things more complicated than necessary.

"Just shut up. This isn't what I called you for." She said sounding frustrated.

"Well what did you want my dearest friend?." I asked sarcastically.

"Bitch." She mumbled thinking I didn't hear her but I let it go.

" I wanted to know if you wanted to go for drinks tomorrow night?I was thinking all of us could go,Tamara and Jalyssa said ok."

" That sounds nice and yea I'll be there. What time?" I asked pulling into the driveway of my medium sized condo.

I got out the car and noticed the gray Range Rover parked on the street in front of my house. Thinking of the only person I knew with that car.