Chapter 5
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"Good girl, I knew I could count on you." He said with a bring grin on his face.
"Of course, you can Mr. Shepard." I return the smile but mine was fake.
"Now, you run down to the station now and get our man out of there." He exits my office and close the door behind him.
I quickly got up from my desk and grab my red Kate Spade bag which happens to be matching with my red heels.
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I push the door open. "Stop right there, detective."
This man of mid-forties stands from his chair frowning. "Who are you?"
"Karishma Jones, Mr. Benjamin's attorney at law."
"Your client is a murderer. We find the murder weapon in his house." He spat.
I rolled my eyes.
"Detective, you have no right to be making acquisitions or even questioning my client." Looking over my client I said. "Someone could have easily planted that, what gun there."
"The murder weapon was a knife. The victim was stabbed five times in the chest." I shrug I wasn't told what happens just to get down here as soon as possible.
"Well, someone could plant the knife there as well. I'll be leaving with my client."
"Your client is a murderer." He repeated. I could see all the angry in his face, he was convinced that Mr. Benjamin killed Harrison Samuels.
"Until the court of law finds him guilty, he's nothing but a suspect, detective," I announced.
"A guilty suspect." The detective raged.
"We'll see about that, detective."
"My name is Detective Murdock." the dective was wearing an old suit and old shoes. His beard was unkept and tacky. He was probably divorced. Why else would he be so angry?
"I don't care." I gesture to Mr. Benjamin to stand.
"Little girl, you don't know who you're playing with." He chides.
When Mr. Benjamin stand and walk over to me at the door, I smile at the old detective. "See you in court, detective Murdock. Enjoy the rest of your day."
He rolled his eyes and spat.
I shake my head as I exist the office with my client following closely behind me.
These detectives always think they can intimidate me with their size and age, but It never work. I wasn't afraid of them. And to prove that I wasn't afraid of them I took them on in court on a regular basis and when I win they realize I'm not the Lawyer they want to mess with.
If I had a job, I got it done. There was no way, I'm letting my client go behind bars and even if they do it won't be for long.
I turn Mr. Benjamin who was now sitting in the passenger seat of my Honda Civic, "I don't want to bombard you since you must have had one hell of a night in that nasty cell so I'm going to drop you off, anywhere you choose, and we continue this conversation tomorrow." Mr. Benjamin's red hair was a mess and he had bags under his eyes, it was clear he was exhausted.
He smiles, "Thank you, you handled Old Man Murdock really good" he pulled out his hands for me to shake, "What did you say your name was again?"
I took his hands shake it. "Karishma Jones."
"Nice to meet you and thank you for back there." He said with a smile.
"The pleasure is mine, Mr. Benjamin and I was just doing my job."
"I didn't kill Harrison, he was like a brother to me." As I looked into green eyes, I knew he was telling the truth, now it's just for the jury to believe him. "I was framed."
"Let's leave that for tomorrow. I'll drop you home now and you come to the office tomorrow and we talk about it."
"Okay, I live at 65 Maiden Road."
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I lifted up the orange juice to check its expiry date, after all, there must be a catch to why they're selling it for only 99 cents. I turn the box upside-down, but the expiry date wasn't at the bottom, so I start turning the box around in my hand until I spot the little black imprints.
"June 9, 2018" I whispered to myself. "Fair enough" then I placed it in my cart. Without looking ahead, I pushed my cart down the hall.
"Ow, my foot" someone yelped as my cart crashed into them.
My eyes moved from the shelves down to the person's feet. "Oh, my god, I'm so sorry..." but I didn't finish my sentence. "Oh, It's you. Now, I know you're definitely stalking me." I rolled my eyes looking at him.
He was starting to annoy me.
He laughs, "Wow, you're one gal. I live 4 minutes away from this Walmart. This is where I shop for groceries." He shakes. "Why am even explaining myself?"
"Well, Well, I live 3 minutes away and I shop here all the time." I defended myself.
"Where do you live?" he asked.
"I'm not telling you where I live."
"I live on James Street in an apartment, you can see the building from here."
"Why are you telling me that, I don't care where you live."
He smiled showing his perfect set of teeth, "For future reference. Now tell me, where do you live?"
Before I could answer someone behind me spoke. "Excuse me."
I quickly turn and look the person then moved my cart out of the way. After which I continued behind her.
"Are you going to answer me?" Seth shouted after me.
I turn to look at him. "No, Goodbye, Seth."
He laughs then turned in his direction and continued shopping.
I turn my head looking at lines but there were all packed. I sighed and went to the nearest one. I was going be here for a while.
"So, we meet again." A voice came from over my shoulder. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. He just doesn't give him.
"I like your perfume." Ignoring him, I continued to look forward at the line that wasn't moving.
