Harmonee lived in my old apartment since Breeze had held me captive since our first night together. I moved most of my things into the guest bedroom so she could have the larger room. We hadn’t discussed what she would do when my lease was up, but she’d only been in Onyx City for a couple of weeks. We had plenty of time to discuss her next move.
I was still dressed from the workday, so I grabbed my purse and slipped into my gym shoes. Quickly, I left the apartment and rushed to the elevator. When the doors opened, Harmonee was leaning against the wall.
“You’re fast.”
“It sounded urgent. What happened? Where are we going?”
“Breeze was arrested, and somehow, his ex is involved. We’re going to the police station.”
“Oh damn! Have you talked to him?”
“No. Shyne called me and told me all he knew. They were leaving the barbershop when the cops pulled up deep.”
“Damn. Are we going to pick him up?”
“He hasn’t been released. I’m going to find out his charges, and I need you to make sure I don’t get locked up with him.”
“Oh.”
On the way to the station, Raine called. I ignored it because I thought she might talk me out of going to the station. However, my friend was persistent and kept calling until I answered.
“Why does it look like you’re headed toward the police station?”
“Because I am. I’ll call you back.”
“Melodie!”
“What, Raine? I need to figure out what’s going on with Breeze.”
“I want to know, too, but I don’t think going up there is a good idea.”
“Well, I’m here now. I’ll call you when I leave.”
“She’s gonna kill you,” Harmonee said.
“I know, but hopefully I’ll have the information I need by then.”
I pulled into the first parking spot I saw, and we quickly got out of my car. As we rushed toward the building, I saw the attorney we hired for business related to Black Reign.
“Mr. Lincoln,” I called out.
He was a few steps ahead of us and stopped to turn around. “Hey, Ms. Norwood. I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”
“I couldn’t wait to hear from you or Breeze, so I decided to see what I could find out myself. This is my sister, Harmonee.”
“In that case, I’m glad you didn’t get here before I did. Let me do all the talking. It’s nice to meet you, Harmonee.”
“Same.”
We followed him into the building, which was scarce of people. I guess it was after hours, and most of them had gone home. After going through security, Mr. Lincoln led us to an area that was a bit more populated. Phones were ringing, conversations between people in uniform were being had, and regular citizens were seated in a waiting area.
“Excuse me. I’m here to inquire about someone who was arrested. I’m his attorney.”
“Name please?”
“Breeze Foster. He was probably brought in about two hours ago.”
The woman’s fingers moved quickly over the keyboard, and about a minute later, they stopped.
