I watched out the window, and Quasim and Meer both sped in front of the tank. Kincaid and Goo took the side where I was.
“See you when you touch down.”
“Okay.”
Havoc took the back of the tank, and I leaned back. “This what comes with being the best.”
“Shitttttt!” I wailed, as tears fell down my face.
Khaos quickly turned around, concerned. “She feeling that shit… finally hitting her.” I felt Capone rubbing my back. “Nobody said it was easy being a fucking shark, Zoy. You wentin there and because of you, a little girl gets to come home from school to her father being home.”
Tears poured down my face. I’ve had plenty of cases, but this one was different. I couldn’t explain the feeling I felt, but it was heavy. Every time me and Kofi spoke, or I researched something for this case, I felt this immense stress on my chest.
Seeing his daughter on his screensaver. Knowing he was a small fish in a bigger pond that wanted anyone. I’ve always known that the justice system was flawed. Today, I saw how they set up an innocent man to sit in prison for the rest of his life.
My hands were shaking and my lip quivered. “She having a panic attack or some shit?” Khaos questioned, damn near in the back with us.
Capone was calm. His presence brought a stillness while I felt like I was spiraling. “Breathe, Zoya… I never pretend I know how it feels for you and Pri to walk into a room full of wolves… You did good today… take a breath and know you that one.”
I leaned back, while Capone and Khaos watched me. Looking out the window, I saw Goo riding beside me.
He couldn’t see in here.
Quasim and Meer both were lead today. I watched as each of them did their part to get me to wherever Menace instructed them to take me.
“Chill out, Z. You coming to my birthday party, right?” He was trying to distract me, which I appreciated.
I looked at him. “You’re a libra.”
“Nah, Scorpio… the Libra’s evil twin, feel me?” He held his hand out and dapped me up while I laughed.
“Great. Got me in this car with Dr. Jekel and Mr. Hyde,” Capone muttered.
“Fuck you mean, Capo… never took you as a hater.” Khaos chuckled, while teasing Capone, which made me feel a little better.
I leaned my head back and enjoyed the ride.
I did good today.
I wondered if my parents would have thought so had they been alive?
Yeah. They would.
CHAPTER 21
GOON
Shit was amazing watchingher in her element.
I’ve watched Zoya in a courtroom before. Shit, she was defending me both times. I’ve witnessed how she moved, her wit, and the way she knew her shit without needing anyone.
In that moment, as she spoke her shit for closing arguments. She wasn’t Menace Caselli’s little sister, or Kora Case’s sister. She was Zoya. A woman that knew who she was but struggled with the other shit. None of that mattered as she clasped her hands together, walked slowly back and forth in front of the jury, she was certain of one thing.
Kofi Maze wasn’t guilty.
She knew her client’s life was on the line, and it was up to her to convince the people in front of her to allow him to walk out of the courtroom. Each time she was unsure, she would look over, and Capri would discreetly nod her head.
They both fed off each other’s energies.
