Saturday Morning is the absolute worst time to get arrested. Courts are closed, so you can't get a Judge or an arraignment hearing...You are forced to sit in jail until Monday Morning.. Your weekend is essentially blown.. Stephon White,
arrested on Saturday Morning before he could even order Breakfast was in this predicament. He was furious..He wanted to strangle Lt. Tragg for arresting him.
"I wish he'd shut his face...He doesn't even have all of the facts in and already he's creating a scenario." said Olivia.
"He doesn't realize he's destroying our client's chance of having a fair trial in the City of Philadelphia.."said Beverly.
"He doesn't care..He likes being on the News. He likes that more than he does policing." I said.
"I'm with Liv...I wish he'd shut the hell up too!" said Nelson.
"Let's go and see if we can grab charactor witnesses today...So that tomorrow we have a head start on getting a judge." said Josie.
"What a nice way to spend a Sunday afternoon...Gee thank you once again, Lt. Tragg."snarled Bresha.
''Awwww I know girls...I'm going to make it up to all of you, I promise..but we've got to get ahead of this." said Olivia.
''We aren't mad at you Liv...We're angry about circumstances and that damn Lt. Tragg." said Josie.
''He ruined an almost perfect breakfast yesterday.." said Bresha,.
"Maybe we can get ahead of this..I feel like we've been playing from behind..This has something to do with the nomination for Lt. Governor and some scandal from five years ago."said Olivia.
"This is a nice place...And we have a great view of the city.." said Bresha.
''At least we can enjoy our drinks and not have to worry about Lt. Tragg." said Josie.
"Please, this is too close to the crime scene , If he came here, that would be like actually investigating the crime." said Beverly...
Nelson laughed.. "That's for sure."he said.
Bresha and Josie's Husband's, Tony and Paris joined us at the bar..
Which made the afternoon even nicer for us as we ordered another round of drinks..
We were enjoying our third round of drinks....
"I know you guys.....Some of you are the lawyers representing Judge White , I saw you in court... I'm the court stenographer...I moonlight as a Bartender here you know , to make ends meet." said the woman.. Sadie Haskins is my name.." she said,.
"I'm Olivia Bennett-Alexander , this is my husband, Donnie Ray Alexander." said Olivia.
"Pleased to meet you." I said.
'' Because of his arrest and the charges, Stephon White's nomination has already been dropped by the party...It was the news last night." by Beverly.
"I'm glad to be of help...I liked Stephon....Just like I like you guys... I hate the way they settin him up..I want you guys to get him off..I don't believe he murdered Paul Johnson....I don't. I was going to stop by your office tomorrow..but you guys wound up in this bar, in my bar..Imagine that?" said Sadie.
"Imagine That?" laughed Olivia...
Judge Stephon White had been in jail all weekend..He had on the same clothes he had worn in here..
"Then you need to talk to room service.. because that water was laced before I got there.. I didn't lace it and I didn't kill him...and that's all I'm sayin.." said Stephon White..
''And you shouldn't have said that much...Button it up!" said Olivia, who came there with Nelson, 
always , her right hand man...
"They're Around." said Olivia. "I'll tell them you asked about them." she remarked sarcastically.
''We got you a Judge and an arraignment in an hour..So sit tight." said Olivia.
"That fast?" asked Judge White,
He was stunned to see 50 people he knew sitting in the visitors section....
"Yes.... Hi baby!" she said to me.
He was very annoyed seeing that...but there was nothing he could do.
For Lt. Tragg, it was a big press conference...
''Apparently this thing runs deep.. Mr. Johnson was going to testify about a five year old fraud case involving Judge Stephon White..Now we'll never know what he was going to testify to...as he left behind no notes...He was murdered to shut his mouth and make the fraud accusation go away..But Judge White has still failed. With this murder accusation...His nomination for Lt. Governor is all but a thing of the past...Attorney Ronald Munson, who I am backing, the right man for the Lt. Governorship is a shue in to get the nomination now.."said Lt. Tragg, fielding questions.
He loved this...Being in front of the cameras....Fielding questions, Basking in the celebrity of being the cop who brings in the big case..
IT WAS SUNDAY MORNING and we sat watching him at City Hall.
"It's a gift." laughed Beverly...
Nelson smiled at his wife's humor.
I smiled..
We instead went back to the scene of the crime...The Condo where Paul Johnson , lived, drank and died..
We had no words for the press ,we loaded up into our vehicle and pulled off.
Lt. Tragg watched us as we pulled off.. He had hoped we would stick around for the press conference..He was looking forward to verbally jousting with us afterwords..But that wasn't happening this Sunday.
The Bartender remembered Beverly and me from a few days before.
''Sure was a lot of guys looking for Paul those last few days..His ex-wife, Uh that attorney he worked with , Ronald Johnson, Judge White and you guys." said the Bartender...
"Hmmmm Bridget Honeywell, His ex wife and the former fiance of Judge White, that's interesting.. I need to talk to her... and his law partner, Ronald Munson...I hear he was pretty steamed about not getting that nomination...He's on my list too!" I said.
Our drinks arrived....
While we drank...Meanwhile Lt. Tragg stopped by our house and found us not home on a Sunday Afternoon..
He was disappointed..
He looked around..
He immediately got in his car and pulled off.. He didn't want anyone calling the Sherrif's office on him...He was under cease and desist and wasn't supposed to be in this neighborhood at all with a warrant or probable cause..He had neither..
With April in San-Francisco this week, he was bored, horny and lonely...He couldn't imagine where we were... He headed to Curleys..
None of his favorite people were there..
It was just another lazy Sunday afternoon in mid winter.
II-
The first bartender went off duty... A second Bartender came on duty...I recognized her, but I didn't know from where.
''This is my niece, Beverly and her husband, Nelson." said Olivia.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance mam." said Beverly..
"Pleased to meet you mam." said Nelson..
''We get that a lot.." Laughed Olivia... " These are my other Attorneys and their husbands..
"Olivia, You and Your Niece look like you could be sisters.. I didn't realize she and Mr. East were husband and wife." said Sadie.
Mrs. Josie Boyd and her husband, Paris and Mrs. Bresha Billips and her husband, Attorney Tony Billips." said Olivia.
They all nodded...
"What a nice group of young people.. I used to be a Para-legal for Munson and Johnson, Attorneys at law up until about five years ago...Maybe I can fill in some blanks spaces for you..." said Sadie.
We ordered another round of drinks..This was going to be a worthwhile Sunday..
"Munson and his partner, Paul Johnson had working capital and several clients on retainer... They had 15 attorneys on staff, 3 Investigators an Office Manager and me, the para-legal....I'm telling you they were bringing in the money...Munson was ambitious, He was looking to move up...He wanted to be States Attorney but Eville Younger beat him out twice...Then when he ran as a third party candidate ,along with a man you may know..Bryce Barnes...A woman named Tanya Mosley beat both of them and the way it looks, she's going to win again!!!
"I get it...but White is dead....He was murdered...If he was the main witness to discredit Stephon White , why kill him?" asked Olivia.
He next set his sight on being Lt. Governor...Four years ago he lost out, didn't even get the nomination..
Paul Johnson was keeping the lights on at the practice..He was a wonderful lawyer...He fell head over heels in love with a woman, a socialite named Bridget Honeywell...The relationship blossomed into marriage.. He was blissfully happy and we all were making money... Then they seperated and divorced and it destroyed Paul..He was never quite the same..He began drinking and pretty soon he was ineffective as an attorney... About ten of our attorneys and all 3 of our investigators left the practice for grenner pasteurs during this time and we lost a lot of our clients we had on retainer..
Mr. Munson was paying more attention to his career in politics than to the practice.. I got laid off and took a job as a court stenographer and this job as a Bartender to make ends meet.. In the meanwhile up and coming young African- American Attorney Stephon White caught the eye and the bedroom of the former Bridget Honeywell-Johnson.. They had a torrid affair that made Mr. Johnson even more depressed and ran him deeper and deeper into the bottle.. Munson couldn't fire him, they had started the practice together and he had brought most of the clients and talent to the firm...So he paid him..Paid him not to come to work, just to stay away..
Paul Johnson under the tuteledge of Munson concocted a scheme in which they could defraud one of their clients out of several millions of dollars.. Johnson floated the idea by White in Atlantic City and White told them all of the legal loopholes they could use and dodge... He thought it was just a hypothetical conversation...but millions of dollars were siphoned out of a client's account and into a dummy company under the cover of law... That was five years ago...
Munson was on the fast track to getting the nomination for Lt. Governor....Everyone said it was a shoe in that he'd get it...Instead... Stephon White, now Judge Stephon White got the nomination and Munson was livid...I believe he put poor Paul Johnson up to accuse him of fraud.." said Sadie..
"I get it... He was a damn drunk and not very reliable anymore.. A Loose cannon and thus a liability...but if he's dead and Stephon White is accused of murder..Then he's discredited and he's out of the game completely..." I said.
''A Nice Clean Frame." said Nelson..
"You've put us wayyy ahead in this case Ms. Sadie." said Josie.
"You Guys catch on fast..." said Sadie.
"You sure know a lot about the inner workings of that office." said Bresha.
"One learns a lot from not talking and just listening." said Sadie..
Coming here had been a good idea after all.
III-
MONDAY MORNING-
He was now sitting in the hot, smelly "fishbowl" , the nickname the detectives gave to the interrogation room.
"This room stinks..It smells like underarms and dirty socks.." snarled Stephon White..
Lt. Tragg walked into the room, He on the other hand looked good, well fed, well rested from the night before, New Tailored Suit...Every hair in place, fingernails perfectly manicured...Very expensive Italian import shoes,,,
He sat across from Stephon White who looked disheveled..
"You're in a lot of trouble pal...That pitcher of water was laced with cyanide....We found traces of it in the glasses of water too and a substantial amount in Paul Johnson's stomach and in the vomit on his mouth... Your fingerprints are on the pitcher and the two glasses and the only other fingerprints in his room are his... You said a woman was with you.. There is no trace of anyone else in that room but you."said Lt. Tragg.
"I figured you'd show up sooner or later Olivia...Where is the rest of the gang?" laughed a confident Lt. Tragg as he left the room...
"You'll have to be a magician to get this guy off..He's as guilty as hell." he added, closing the door.
''We're good." said Nelson.
''Yes You are....You Are" said Stephon White staring lovingly at Olivia.
''Just sit tight..We'll see you in court in an hour.." said Olivia
He wished Nelson wasn't here, He wished he and Olivia were alone in the room , so he could pull her to him, kiss her soft lips....
as she and Nelson left the room.
AN HOUR LATER-
I was with Beverly, Josie and Bree when Olivia and Nelson entered the courtroom with Stephon White..
He looked at Olivia.
"Charactor witnesses?" he asked.
and gave me a slow, sweet kiss....right in front of Stephon White.
Nelson noticed...he smiled.
Julie Wong was the Judge... We loved her...
Bresha passed the check to the bailiff, who smiled salaciously at her... She giggled.
Nelson passed him the Portal and told him we would fill him in on his case through the Portal..
He marveled at how efficient and well prepared Olivia's niece Beverly, Her husband, Nelson, and her other two attorneys, Josie and Bresha were ...Just like Olivia had been as a young attorney...They were like her clones...She had trained them well...After Law School, she was the best Mentor, the best teacher she could have.
Bresha, Olivia and I motioned for Beverly and Nelson to follow us out the side door ..
Cal McCafferty was the ADA... he had the unenviable job of working a case Lt. Tragg was involved in..
He hated working with him and despised him almost as much as we did!
He futility argued that Judge Stephon White, who he personally liked was a flight risk and should be held without bail..
Olivia, Beverly and Nelson argued that he had no prior criminal record , was a respected officer of the court and fellow Judge with a sterling public record...
Bresha and Josie paraded 50 charactor witnesses...
It was enough for Judge Jullie Wong , who set bail at $1000.00 dollars..
Beverly passed him the burner phone and a number and told him to communicate with us completely by phone., Not to call our office or any of our personal and business phones to discuss the case..
Josie told him it would be a good idea for him to check himself into a Hotel, using his real name and not to tell us where he was right away...Give us a day or two.
Beverly and Nelson followed us out the side door and into our car ,parked in the back alley.
and made a quick getaway...
Lt. Tragg was livid...as usual, but we were already gone and so was Stephon White...He knew it was unlikely that he was going to see any of us the rest of the afternoon.
IV-
Stephon White booked himself into a Cherry Hill Holiday Inn. He showered and shaved...He walked a block and had a nice breakfast then returned to his room and made a phone call.
"Hello Stephon...as usual, you're looking well. Olivia and company got you out in rather short time." she laughed.
They kissed passionately in the hallway for at least TWENTY MINUTES, falling up against the wall and breathing heavily...
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYY!" she cooed..
They sat on the side of the bed, Kissing and her moving up and down on his throbbing penis..
"OHHHHHHHHHH STEPHON, IT'S STILL SO BIG...OUUUUUUUUU AND SO HARD..
OHHHHHHHHHHH MYYY GODDDDDDDDD...OUUUUUUUU STEPHON!" she cried out..
She rode him cowgirl style on top of the bed like a surfer rides the waves...
"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, BRIDGET....OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU I'M LOSING MY MIND!" he moaned.
"OUUUUUUUUUUU, IT'S STILL SO BIG...OUUUUUUUUU AND SO HARD..
OHHHHHHHHHHH MYYY GODDDDDDDDD...OUUUUUUUU STEPHON!
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW BRIDGET....AWWWWWWW LAWWWWD!" he yelled
FOR THE NEXT NINE TO TEN HOURS , they made slow , tender love in his hotel bed....Not caring about anyone or anything.. The bed squeaking loudly and the headboard silently slamming into the wall.
April was in San-Francisco... Lt. Tragg was now seriously unhinged about this case..
He took a chance and stopped by our office /duplex... but got no answer.. We weren't there..
He rang the doorbell and banged on the door, demanding an audience with Olivia.
Alfreda and Rockland were there... but there was no way they were answering the door for him..Not now!
"HANDLE YOUR BUSINESS, HANDLE YOUR BUSINESS MANNNNNN!" she yelled out..
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" he yelled..
"HANDLE YOUR BUSINESS, HANDLE YOUR BUSINESS MANNNNNN! OUUUUUUUUUUUU!"yelled Alfreda.
"YOU ARE MY BUSINESSS...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he yelled.
"YES I AM...OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU, LAWD, YES I AM,
OH MY GODDDDDDDDD!" she yelled out...
Rockland was beginning to cum and cum hard, his body was trembling...So was Alfreda..holding on for dear life, her body trembling...Sweat running down the side of her face.. She was having an intense orgasm...
They were in no mood to answer the door.
"I KNOW SOMEBODY IS IN THERE ,ANSWER THIS DOOR!" he yelled.. He could hear the faint sound of voices..but no one answered...
He looked around.
All of Olivia and Beverly's neighbors were probably at work...This being a Monday Morning..
Still he didn't want to chance being caught in this neighborhood...He got in his car and headed out.
He headed to Sam Mother's Diner and found it empty... We had started to go there for breakfast, but thought better of it.
We were far from there at the Bridge Building ....
Having lunch with our friends in their modern stylish cafeteria.
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By the time we returned to Philly, a week later, We were married..
The first two years were pure heaven, Non stop sex, promotions, great vacations.. It was nice...but the third year, after the honeymoon was over we learned we were two very different people heading in two different directions.. I was ambitious, but he was super ambitious and he was seeing another woman, a white woman..The ex-wife of one of his friends...The man he is accused of killing.He was kind of moonlighting on me."
"I didn't fight him when he asked for a divorce.. We parted on reasonably good terms. He knows I'm out of jail...He hasn't made any attempt to see me and that's alright." said Virginia.
"WOWWWW!" said Bresha, who was sitting on her husband's lap.
'" WOWWW, that's some story." said Tony ,who held Bresha even tighter.
"He's in a hotel room right now.. We don't know where..but we can contact him if we need him..That's why we didn't eat at Sam Mother's today...We didn't want him bugging us about Stephon's whereabouts.. He just made bail."said Josie.
"I'm no lawyer, but you don't have to tell him that...Unless Stephon has committed another crime and he's under warrant." said Paris, Josie's husband. (Josie had called him and told him we were eating lunch at the Bridge Building and to join us.)
''He's right...Yvette, Olivia..Everybody around you is well versed in the law.."said Virginia, who even though she was now an Office Manager was a disbarred lawyer, who knew her stuff.
''We should be heading back..We have work to do." said Olivia.
The rest of our neighbors and extended family joined us. ADA Karen Page, Jazzy, Dabnis, Kayla, Ray, Jessica and Chip
"Olivia, Beverly, Donnie Ray and company...So nice to see you guys."said Karen.
"Howdy Neighbors." said Jazzy.
''Heard you had a court case.. Guess you decided to come down here and eat with us rather than dine with Lt. Asshole huh?| said Dabnis.
"I'm so glad we all have this nice place to eat and work far away from him ." said Kayla.
"Yeah, it's so nice and peaceful here...I like Sam Mother's joint, but I don't miss Tragg at all." said Ray..
"I miss seeing him get beat up."said Jessica..
We all busted out in loud laughter.
"You guys are cruel.."laughed Chip.
We enjoyed our meal and we said our goodbyes.
We loaded up and pulled off headed for home.
Once back, we found out what we suspected.
''Lt. Tragg came by here, ringing the bell and bamming on the door.. I didn't let him in..I didn't even go to the door."said Alfreda. Rockland had left, headed back to work.
Now was the time to get down to business and wrap this up!
(CONCLUSION NEXT)
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