Beautiful, sweet, smart, and a wanted criminal. He's not sure who she really is, but he's curious to find out.
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"The body of Brittany Jackson has been recovered on prominent Judge Judah Smith's New Orleans property. The body was buried alongside his 25 year old love child, Judah Simpson. While the motive is not completely clear it appears the judge had been attempting to blackmail Jackson into giving him incriminating information on her associates. It is also believed that his son was ready to tell everyone about his existence. Apparently his wife Glenda and his 4 other children were not aware the judge had a 5th child. Judge Smith is supposedly behind all of the false information leaked about Dr. Charlie Jones and her cohort in an elaborate scheme to fund a future presidential campaign. More on this at 10"
I smiled at the television before popping open a bottle of champagne. I knew this was Charlie's doing. "Travis put that computer down and have a drink." He looked up and shook his head no.
"Why am I the only one celebrating around this bitch? This shit is finally over and y'all look dead in here." I complained referring to Trav being lost in his phone, Mariah being half asleep, and Tahj with his eyes glued to the laptop. Mark was with his family in New Orleans. They had to identify Brittany before the news broke. Alina went with him for support.
"Something doesn't feel right. We've been trying to end this for months, and Charlie has a plan and all of a sudden it's over? It's that easy?" Mariah pointed out. "I agree, but it wasn't easy. It took a while to find something against the Judge. He was squeaky clean. I think all of the other shit we had going on made it feel like we weren't working on this, but we were. Once we found what we needed it was easy. You know Charlie's style. It does feel surreal that it's over. Feels like it's too good to be true." Tahj added.
"How did she do it? He was naked in the grave." I asked. I guess it didn't matter as long as I could put all of this behind me. I was just curious. "I think he thought he was going to fuck Charlie. She stripped him naked and tied him up. She let me in after. I burned his clothes because Charlie's prints were all over them. So I had to transport him all while his dick was out. I'm a professional so it only irritated me a whole fucking lot versus the usual."
"You just threw him over your shoulder or what? Dead limp dick on your collar bone?" Mariah joked with her eyes still closed.
"Fuck you. I won't say what I did. I just know it doesn't feel like it's time to celebrate yet. Even though all of the charges have been dropped and that judge is probably going to prison."
"That's because it's not time to celebrate yet." Travis finally spoke. "Why?" I asked him. If it wasn't one thing it was another.
"Look. I've been watching the surveillance we put in Hepburn's house. I can't hack his computer but we had them put a camera right behind his desk. Look at what he's doing." We gathered around the laptop so that we could all see. "What the fuck is he looking at?" I asked. "Airport footage. Look at the frame he paused on before he ran out of the house 3 hours ago."
