My level of concern for the case is too high and the stakes has two possible outcomes: The Peaceful or the Dreadful outcome.
I was trying to take a sleep but my thoughts are still alive when I got a call from aunt Sasha and she is just checking me out and missing me. We were like talking for three hours about how my life runs here at the city for the past seven months.
"so how's juju?" Aunt Sasha asked
The question got me chuckle. I know I'm still keeping the panda toy for decades . it might be childish for a twenty two years old man still talking and having a panda bear toy around but he is all I got in the world and juju is more than that. This fluffy silent panda of mine witnessed everything that happened to me.
Annie ended the conversation with a reminder and it is our favorite quote of Martin Luther King Jr.
"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere" they both recited.
It makes me smile that it reminds me of the time poppu introduced me to him in that black and white video about this parade which also reminds me of the box my father wish to make me keep one day.
" I have to go back to The Sacred Lives" I whispered
Michigan will arrive less than a week from now and I think one week is enough to prepare myself to go back in my sanctuary and faced them once again.
Going to the W.D.C. Police Department seems to be traumatic for me but I have to do this and gather informations about that two white officers that killed my father.
They can't keep the lies forever.
I had a one on one talk with the chief head of the police department and ask him about the past issue. I was trying to be safe but also trying to seek with my words but the chief kept saying the same lies that he started to feel uncomfortable around me.
"it was like one and a half decade ago kid! The suspect is the kid and I'm pretty sure that kid is a grown up right now, I bet he is same age as yours"
"or it is you? because you seems furious about a nonsense issue" The chief smirks and joked sarcastically.
His damn right I'm furious about it but at the same time I felt the sweat for he is right with his joke. The joke made me slam my two fist on his desk and confronted the chief in an unpolite way.
"I'm not playing around here. Or maybe you are defending those officers because I'm pretty sure he got your age" Jordan rudely backfires the joke.
The chief bends back as he holds on to his pen tight telling me that I am such a disrespectful one for my job and immediately want me gone.
"you can't talk to me like that kid I might send you behind the bars" The chief said as he asked the officers to pull me out.
"sir, I think this might alert you" The chief whispered on his airpod like he was talking to someone.
The officers hold me off wherein I tried pushing them using my arms. The rest look at me like I am a crazy man for I was yelling and cursing the chief and some officers that tried to kick me off.
"yow, time is ticking! The attitude will be over just so you know it!" Jordan shouted
I know it is a stupid move but I got to admit "man it feels good! The second time around!"
After the scene I just make it flooded like flash at the news that caught sight of my actions and broadcast it. The bad thing here is that I forgot that I work for the big leagues and got the white house off the deck for the reporters are hijacking them regarding my actions.
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Before We March
Mystery / ThrillerMarching Bands and Parades are supposed to be fun but sometimes it turns to be a weapon for each and every voices. Just like Jordan Paul Jr. a man whom seems to live up to his father and dreamt of seeing a parade that would start to tremble his worl...