Chapter 2: James

James is handcuffed to the table when I walked in.

“Sheriff I ain’t done nuthin’ wrong. I tried to help that girl!”

“I understand James. Your name is James Griffin, right? I don’t know you.”

“Yes sir, I’m from down south, around Biloxi, I’m staying with some friends while I’m trying to find a job.”

“So tell me about this girl you two were fighting over.”

“I met Sally a few weeks ago at Sammy’s. She was a hot looking bitch sitting all by herself. She just like all the other white sluts that go to those type places. Wanting some black cock, know what I mean?”

“Okay, go on.”

Well I axed her to dance and you know how it is, one thing led to another and before long she is on her knees in the parking lot sucking my cock. Then we got in the back seat of my car and I fucked the shit out of her. She liked it so much that we met a couple of times a week there at the lounge. A few drinks some dancing then out to the parking lot for a blow job and a fuck or two. Know what I mean?”

“You never went anywhere else, like a motel or your place?”

“Nah. I ain’t got money for no motel and besides I figure the slut be married. She never wore a ring but I could see the marks on her finger. She was always in a hurry to get home. I figure she just out for some cock then she needs to get home before her husband gets off work.”

He just gave me an idea!

“What did you say her name is?”

“Sally is what she told me, I never knew her last name.”

My deputy opens the door and says he needs to talk to me. I tell James I’ll be right back.

Five minutes later I am again sitting in front of James.

“Well James, or do you prefer to be called Jamal?”

“Mutherfucker!”

“Jamal you are really lucky.”

“How’s that?”

“I am going to hold you on that outstanding warrant from Alabama. You know the one where you jumped bail on that armed robbery charge. That way you will be safe.”

“What the fuck are you talking about, “Safe”?

“You really don’t know do you?”

“Know what?”

“That ‘Sally’ you were fucking is really Brenda Cox. Her husband is Randy Cox, ever heard of him?”

“No.”

“She never mentioned him or what business he is in?”

“Fuck no she never talked about her husband. Why should I care who the fuck he is?”

“Randy Cox is a Major in the local Militia, the 21^st century version of the KKK. Instead of white robes and hoods they wear army fatigues and play soldier out in the woods. If he had caught you with his wife he and his buddies would have strung the both of you up. But don’t worry you should be safe in here until Alabama comes for you. I suspect a couple of my deputies are in the militia but they won’t try anything with you in custody. During your time in the can in Alabama you should not mention anything about fucking Brenda Cox. That militia has members everywhere. I’ll make sure you are safe while you are here.”

I left a very nervous looking Jamal sitting at the table as the deputy came in to take him to a cell. The Governor met me in the hall.

“Good move Bull! Well played! Do you think he will keep quiet?”

“I think so. I’ll give him a little ‘refresher’ before I release him to Alabama. From what I saw in his file he is looking at twenty years. So he is taken care of.”

“What about the other one?”

“Not only him but the security guard at the lounge and the EMT’s on the ambulance. I had Red call the hospital and tell your wife to tell Sally Jo to say that she fell taking out the garbage and hit her face on the bumper of a truck. That’s the story I want your family to stick to.”

“Sure no problem there. What about your deputy?”

“I have an idea about that, we’ll talk about it later. Governor I am going to need to spread around some money to buy the others silence.”

“How much?”

“A $100,000 should do it.”

“Fuck Bull that’s a lot of money.”

“Your other option is your daughter explaining to her fiancé why she likes big black cocks.”

“I’ll have you a check first thing in the morning.”

“All cash. I do not want anything traced back to me.”

He turns to leave and I remind him that I want his support in the next election. He huffs and leaves. I grin as I think about all the ‘favors’ he is going to do for me!

Then I go back to where I left Luther.

“Luther! Man this is your lucky day!”

“Whatya talking about Bull?”

“Those two you helped capture! They were both wanted by the FBI! There is a $10,000 dollars reward for each of them! That’s what I am talking about!”

“You mean I get $20,000?!”

“You go home now and come back in a couple of days, I’ll have your money by then. But Luther I want you to keep quiet. These two were part of a bank robbery crew. They are from up north and have robbed banks all over the northeast. The others are still on the loose and they might want to help their friends. So keep quiet about knowing them or having anything to do with catching them. I don’t want you hurt.”