by Lena Skye
Tamika screamed and jumped in front of Jin, “No! What are you doing? Put that away!”
“Move,” Reggie said in a voice so calm that it scared her.
“Baby, please,” she pleaded.
Jin tried to move her but she made sure that she stayed in front of him no matter how many steps he took to the side.
“This is going way too far,” Jin said, “You need to put the gun away and get out of here.”
“You need to get the fuck out of my house,” Reggie demanded.
It was then that Tamika noticed the blood. There was blood all over Reggie’s crisp white shirt. “What is that? Is that blood, Reggie?”
Reggie looked down at his shirt and saw it too. He tried to close it but it was too late.
“Are you hurt?” Tamika asked. “What have you done? What happened?”
“I was trying to come here to tell you something.”
“You don’t need to tell me anything, you need to get out of here and get to a hospital. Reggie, you need to leave. You’re scaring me,” Tamika pleaded.
Looking at the terrified look on his wife’s face took all of the wind out of his sails. He was supposed to be there, telling her about his life. Instead, he was standing there pointing a gun in her face. What was he doing? He took a few steps back and stared at them for a few moments. Then he turned around and left.
As soon as he got out of the door, Tamika ran behind him and locked it. She placed her back to the door and slid to the floor. Had that just happened? She pulled her knees to her chest and cried. What kind of life was this?
Jin walked over to her and sat down next to her, “None of this is your fault,” he said softly.
“I’m so sorry that you had to deal with my drama, you don’t deserve this. I also shouldn’t have told him about us in that way. I was just so mad! I never thought that he would have pulled out a gun. I almost got you killed because I wanted to hurt him. I’m so sorry.”
“I’m glad that you told him, to be quite honest, it’s something that he needed to know. That way you don’t have to hide anything from him anymore. I’m here for you if you need me. I know that you don’t want to hear this, but I’m not leaving you alone here tonight.”
“I don’t know, maybe you should just go home.”
“That wasn’t a question, I don’t want you to be here by yourself, and I don’t trust him. He’s a loose cannon and I need to make sure that you’re okay. I can sleep on the couch.”
“No, we have a guestroom, you can sleep in there.”
He nodded and gently rubbed her back.
“I need you to do something else for me,” she said gently.
“Anything.”
“Please call the police and tell them what happened. I’m willing to give any information that they need so that they can catch him. He doesn’t get to pull out a gun here and get away with it.”
“Are you sure that’s what you want? I don’t want you to regret this decision.”
“He could have killed you, Jin! He could have killed the both of us. I’ll be damned if I give him a chance to do it again. I don’t know what he’s capable of. Did you see that blood on his shirt? Who knows what he’s into?”
“Okay, okay, I’m going to call.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t feel bad over this, I’m happy that I was here,” he said.
“Really?”
“Absolutely, I’m your friend before anything. I’m glad that I went with my gut and came home with you.”
“I don’t know, things probably wouldn’t have gotten so out of control if you weren’t here. He just wanted to talk.”
“He wanted to talk with a gun on his hip. You can’t be too careful with people like him, Tamika. You have to promise me that you’ll never be alone with him again.”
She knew that he was right but the idea that she couldn’t be around her husband anymore alone shook her. She was also considering getting a restraining order on him the following morning. Things were too dangerous now, and she couldn’t rely on the hope that he loved her enough not to hurt her. He pulled out a gun in her presence. Sure he wasn’t threatening her but anything could happen when weapons were in play.
“I promise.”
“Good, I also think that you should consider moving. He’ll always feel like he has a right to this place because you two got it together.”
“You’re right, I guess I just don’t want to give it up.”
“Out of stubbornness or nostalgia?”
“Both maybe. I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it. I’m the one that picked it out, I love it here.”
“You can love it somewhere else. The place next door to mine is vacant.”
She laughed through her tears, “Don’t push it.”
“You can’t blame a man for trying.”
“Just friends for now.”
“Just friends,” he echoed.
“Now please call the police before I lose my nerve. I hate to have to do it but it’s the only way that I can protect myself and you.”
“You’re doing the right thing.”
“That doesn’t make it any easier.”
He sighed, “It never does.”
#Epilogue
Reggie sat in the cold room. He guessed that it was an interrogation room, but it looked nothing like what was on TV. It was small, carpeted, white walls, and four small chairs. It looked more like a small classroom than a room meant for intimidation.
He wasn’t going to deny anything. When the cops pulled him over, he knew what it was for, so he didn’t put up a fight when they asked him to come with them. He didn’t ask what it was about, when they asked him his name, he gave it. They wanted to bring him in for questioning and he went with them with no questions asked.
What he did to his wife was unacceptable; he had to pay for that. Sure, he was probably going to do a few months on the inside but at this point he didn’t care anymore. His career was over anyway. There was no coming back from that kind of charge, at least that’s what it felt like. An illegal gun toting lawyer wasn’t going to go over well at any firm. His personal conduct was already under a microscope because of what happened at his other firm. Once they got wind of what he’d done, they were going to let him go with no questions asked.
He was resigned to his fate, the quicker they came in and asked him questions, the better. For now, he just wanted to go to his brother’s house and go to bed. Maybe he would just get parole; it wasn’t like he actually shot either of them.
Soon the police officer came in, Reggie adjusted nervously in his uncomfortable seat.
“All right,” one of the officers said to him in an authoritative voice, “First, I just want to thank you for coming in for questioning without a fight. That means a lot and it should help you out better in the long term. I’m Officer Barbosa, and this is Officer Dallas”
Reggie looked at the other officer but it was clear that he wasn’t going to speak. He took a seat, his face could have been made of stone. He was the bad cop.
“It’s no problem really; I’m willing to answer any questions that you may have. What happened tonight isn’t ideal but I’ve learned my lesson. I will admit to it all if it helps me to avoid doing time.”
The officer looked at him with mild surprise, “Do you know why you’re here?”
“I believe so,” Reggie said but then he had second thoughts. Maybe it wasn’t what he expected at all. It was possible that the earlier incident caught up with him a lot sooner than he thought that it would.
“We would like to know your whereabouts for the evening.”
“I went to work, I spent some time at a bar in the area, and then I was at my wife’s place.”
It was true, he had been to all of those places but he was leaving one place in particular out. He wondered if he should have just came out and volunteered the information about Tamika so that they could get the process over with. Both of the officers looked at one another knowingly.
“Where is your cell phone?” Barbosa asked.
Reggie knew that he didn’t have it, he hoped it was still in his car somewhere. His heart damned near beat out of his chest. “It’s at home.” He lied.
“We noticed some blood on your shirt, did you hurt yourself at the office?”
Reggie shrugged, “I had a nosebleed earlier. I’m stressed and my nose tends to gush like a faucet.”
Dallas shook his head, “Look, we know you’re lying, so how about you just give it up and stop wasting our fucking time.” He looked at the mirror in the room and gave a signal. A lanky man who looked like he was about 25 came in with a plastic bag, put it on the table, and quickly left.
“Does this look familiar?” Dallas asked him as he held up the cell phone. “I’m sure it does, we found your phone next to a dead body. Do you have any clue as to how it got there?”
Suddenly Reggie felt like he was going to be sick. His memories flooded back and he remembered where he left the phone.
“You don’t have to answer that,” Dallas said, “I’m willing to bet that the ugly stain on your crisp white shirt matches the blood on the body we found. When we run the tests, we will know for sure.”
Reggie knew better than to say anything else.
“It would really help if you speak up and just tell the truth. Did you murder Naomi Jones, otherwise known on the street as Mimi?” Dallas raised his tone.
After taking a few deep breaths he looked up and said, “I’m going to need to call my lawyer.”
TO BE CONTINUED...
IN SEASON 2 OF
“THE INDEPENDENT WOMEN”...
Everyone is shocked to discover that Reggie has been charged with murder. Tamika does not believe her ex-husband is capable of something like that and she has to decide if she is going to be there for him even if it could mean the end of her blossoming relationship with Jin.
Kalena and Tommy are finally right where they want to be. However, Kalena finds out some things that make her wonder just how well you can really know someone. Is Tommy not as perfect as she thinks he is?
Crystal and Kai decide to give things a go but it is only a matter of time before Kai discovers more about Crystal then he ever wanted to know....
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