Never Judge a Book
Chapter 7
I don't own a thing!
"He kissed you?" Destiny asked. I nodded my head, looking at some paperwork.
"Yes,"
"Then did you have some hot sex after?" I looked at her and shook my head.
"No, I pulled away and went upstairs." I answered.
"Why didn't you have sex with him?"
"Because I'm not that kind of girl, Destiny." I replied. "Besides, He's the guy who thought I was annoying when we were younger."
"So, you could've made up for old times sake." I shake my head, and walk into my patients room. Thank god I called into work, otherwise I would be reliving that whole shooting. As much as I want to find Evelyn's killer, I just don't want to watch it over again; it wasn't a good experience.
After I finished examining my patient, I walked straight to my office. My cellphone began going off on my desk.
"Hello?"
"You still at work?" Jack asked.
"Yeah, I should be here for another hour then another doctor is gonna come in. How was the meeting with the manager?"
"Couldn't stand to watch it." He said.
"Yeah, that's why I'm glad I got called in today." I said, chuckling. "Did you find out anything new?"
"Yeah; We're gonna hit up this basketball game, and we might find our guy."
"Alright, I'll see you in an hour Jackie." I said.
"Later, Jen." I hung up my phone. There was a knock on my door.
"Come in." I said. I look up and there's Dr. Edwards, the guy Destiny accused me of liking.
"Sorry to disturb you but I need your opinion on some paperwork." He said. I nodded, and walked from behind my desk.
"What's up?"
"I looked at the symptoms of this patient and she's show signs for influenza but it looks like a case of pneumonia."
"Well, Is the patient having trouble breathing?" I asked.
"Nope, Just a fever of 103 and body pain." He said. "But she is coughing a lot."
"Well, To me it sounds like the flu. So just prescribe antibiotics, and if it gets worse then bring her back." I said.
"Thank you, Dr. Daniels."
"Just call me Jen." I said, before walking back to my desk.
"Um, May I ask you another question Jen?"
"You just did," I chuckled. He let out a small chuckle as well.
"Well, I was wondering what you're doing tomorrow night?" I stopped, and looked up at him.
"Are you asking me on a date?" He stood in the doorway, and smiled.
"I guess I am." He said, crossing his arms.
"I'll call you tonight to let you know if I'm free or not." I replied.
"Alright, I'll be waiting." He left the room, and I must be blushing so hard. Destiny walked into the room.
"How come you get two guys wanting you, and I can't even get one?" I started laughing.
I walked through the door of the Mercer home.
"Don't get to comfortable because we're about to leave." Bobby said, putting on his jacket.
"Alright," I said, walking into the kitchen. I grabbed a water bottle, and walked back into the living room. "What did you guys get from the manager.?"
"She was set up," Angel said.
"Who would want to set her up?" I asked.
"We don't know, but we're gonna find out tonight." Bobby aswered.
"At the basketball game?" I asked. He nodded.
"Bastard might be there." I shrugged.
We entered the school gymnasium, and it was a full crowd.
"How are we doing this?" I asked.
"Yeah, What's the plan Bobby?" Angel added.
"We're gonna wing it," He said.
"We're always winging it." Jeremiah complained.
"We're going to get killed." Jack said.
"What do you mean 'we,' white boy?" Angel asked.
I shook my head at the banter, and we all disperse. I stayed with Jackie to scoop out the guy, while Bobby stopped the game. The buzzer goes off, and everyone is pissed.
"I'm starting to think this was a bad idea." I said, in Jackie's ear.
"Ya think?" I shake my head, and look in the crowd. I tuned Bobby out, and scanned the crowd. I notice a kid in blue moving through the crowd.
"Jack," I pointed the kid in blue. We both make our way towards the exit, and he was already in the halls. "You!" He ran.
"Hey! No running in the halls!" Jack yelled as we chased him. He rams into the door, and Angel opened the door. Jack and I quickly grabbed him.
"Get off of me!" The kid yelled.
"You got something to tell me youngster?" Angel asked, taking the arm from my grasp. "Let Bobby know," I nodded. I ran back into the gym, and Bobby was still being an ass to a room full of people. I whistled, and he looked at me. I nodded towards the door.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for your time." Bobby said, exiting the court. I grabbed his hand, and brought him out to where the kid was. I let go once we arrived.
"Bobby, Keenon." Angel introduced them, never taking his eyes off the kid.
"What's his name, Keenon?" Bobby asked.
Each of us looked a him with a stern look.
"Damian." He told us. "He's my brother."
"No shit?" Bobby said, "These are my siblings." There he goes claiming me as his sister. Keenon looked at us all. I don't really blame him since it's just one weird mix of people.
"No, dog, he's my real brother."
"These are my real siblings." He said. " "This is Angel, I'm Bobby, this is Jack, Jeremiah, and Jennifer."I grab Keenon's backpack
"Hey!"
"Fuck off," I said, as I began searching through it. I noticed a piece of paper and handed it to Jerry.
"We got something." He announced.
"It's just down the street. I know where it's at." Bobby said. "Don't worry Keenon. We just want to talk to him."
"Nice grades." I complimented. I tossed him his backpack. "Stay in School,"
"What is this? Aluminum?" Jerry asked, looking at his chain. I let out a small snicker, as I leave the school. They walk towards my car, and sit in the drivers seat. We basically decided to take my car since I didn't feel like moving it to let Bobby out.
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We sat in my car for almost an hour since we're basically waiting for the witness.
"Let me out Jen, I got gymnastics." The three brothers burst into laughter, but I look into the mirror.
"Ahh, Jerry going to put on his tutu and jump around?" Bobby teased. I unlocked the door, letting him out.
"Man, shut up. I have to get the girls to gymnastics on time. I have a schedule to keep!"
"Jerry, Just go that way Camille doesn't kill you and the girls won't be late." I said.
"At least someone understands." He said. "Y'all call me later and tell me what y'all got."
"Will do,"
"Oh and Jen, Is their doctors apointment tomorrow?" I nodded.
"Yes, and be on time please." I joked.
"So you're a doctor?" Angel asked.
"Yes, I work at the children's clinic/ hospital." I answered.
"Any cute nurses?" I look back at him.
"I'm telling Sophie." I said.
"It's him!" We rush out of my car.
"Yo Damian." Bobby shouted, taking out his gun. The guy looked back and ran to the elevator. It closed just before they got there. "Tell us what floor it stops on." I watched Bobby and Angel head up the stairs.
"I'm gonna wait outside," I said.
"Why?"
"I think I know how this is gonna end." I said, before walking out the building. I pulled out a cigarette, and began smoking it.
I hear a few gunshots come from upstairs. I look up, and Damien is hanging out the window on a rope. I move away from the building and stepped a few steps to the side. He soon fell, and it wasn't pretty. He was moaning in agony. I took one last puff and tossed my cigarette.
"You must be freezing," I said.
"Call an ambulance!" He said. I smiled, and shook my head. I leaned down next to him.
"Can't do that." I asked.
"Please!" He said. I hear the door opens and there brothers walk out.
"Do you know why we're here Damian?"
"Come on man!" Damian took a deep breath. "Call me an ambulance!"
"I told you Damien, I can't do that." I said. "How about this, you tell us what we want to know and I'll help you since I'm in the medical profession; I can easily fix that leg of yours. Give me a name."
"I didn't shoot no one!" He said.
"Now now that doesn't answer my question, Damien. Do you want my help or not? If so, I need a name." I asked.
"If we leave, ain't no one else gonna hear you out here either." Angel added.
"Ain't gonna make it far with that leg." Jack said,
"Just give us a damn name, man!" Bobby demanded.
"Come on, man. I can't say nothin'!" Damian said with a pleading look in his eyes.
"I guess we can leave boys. Baby boy over here doesn't want my help." I said, getting up. I walked a few feet and the guys follow.
"Are you really gonna help him?" Angel asked.
"No, the most I'm gonna do is call 911." I answered. I look over at Jack, who's looking back Damien.
"Don't look back," Angel hissed.
"How sure are you that he's gonna say something?" Bobby asked.
"In 3..2..1.."
"Wait!" Damien yelled.
"Told ya." I walked back, and leaned down.
"Yes, baby boy." I said.
"I'll tell you what you want to know, and if you call the ambulance."
"Now someone's speaking rationally." I said, hitting his bad leg. He winced at the pain.