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A/N: RIP Brandon Lee
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Detroit County Jail…
Two weeks. He had been in here two weeks. 14 days. Each day slowly ticking away since he had been released from the hospital. His trial was set for 1 month from now. It wasn't going to be much of a trial, since he was pleading guilty. It was more of a chance for the prosecution to tell the jury his crimes and spin the bloodshed and mayhem into words. If he was lucky he'd get the death penalty. More than likely he wouldn't though.
"Top Dollar you got a visitor," a guard yelled interrupting his thoughts.
He was led to the bullet proof glass and sat down.
"Top Dollar, behind bars at last."
"What in the hell do you want Albrecht? Come to gloat?"
"No actually that was just a bonus. I was just wondering how she was doing."
"She? Who are you talking about?"
"Cari hasn't been to see you yet?"
"How do you know about her?"
"I saw her at the hospital when you were brought in."
"Is she okay?"
"Haven't seen her in over a month. I thought she would have visited you the minute you got here."
"Nope, she hasn't been here. If you don't believe me check the logs."
"I actually do believe you. Now my question is why would you do all this and risk getting caught, when you got someone who looks up to you so much?"
"'Cause I care about her."
"Yeah it shows."
"I had my reasons okay?"
"What would those reasons be?"
"You'll find out at the trial."
Albrecht had heard enough, but just as he was about to leave-
"Detective?" Top Dollar asked.
"Yeah?"
"Could you make sure she's okay?"
"Sure."
"Thank you."
Albrecht could tell he actually meant it.
"And tell her Michael said hi."
Albrecht nodded and left and Top Dollar was put back in his cell.