Page 102 of I Heard It All Before

“Yeah, I can help you with that. We can take turns working at both locations if you want to,” Kobe offered.

“Nah, I was thinking about just letting you run shit over there. I mean, that’s only if you want to,” Cam added.

“Hell yeah, I want to,” Kobe said excitedly.

“Bet, then we can start working on that next week. Demi got me on lockdown all weekend, so I can’t do shit,” Cam laughed.

“You need a break, so enjoy. I’ll see you Monday or whenever you get back,” Kobe said as he walked away and closed the door behind him.

Cam straightened off his desk and sent Demi a text, letting her know that he was on his way. He said a few parting words to a few of the employees before he got into his truck and headed home. When he got on the bridge, Cam noticed two police cars quickly coming up behind him. He got into the right lane to let them pass, but they got over with him. Cam thought he was tripping, so he got over again and, once again, he was followed.

“The fuck,” Cam said, confused by what was going on.

Since there was an exit coming up, he decided to get off to see what was going on. He was legit for the first time in his life and he didn’t mind stopping for the police. The two cars that were behind him followed him off the exit and another car joined soon after. Cam got his license and other paperwork out, assuming that it was a normal traffic stop. He didn’t think that he was speeding and they didn’t need three cars of police if he was. That was extreme, even for them.

“Step out of the car,” one of the officers demanded as soon as he walked up to Cam’s truck.

“What’s the problem?” Cam questioned as he removed his seatbelt.

“Just step out of the car!” the officer barked, his hand on his gun the entire time.

“It ain’t that damn serious for a traffic stop,” Cam noted as he followed their command.

“Step over here and put your hands behind your back,” the officer said while removing his handcuffs.

“For what?” Cam asked.

“It’s for your safety and ours. Do you have any weapons in the car?” another officer spoke up.

“I don’t have shit in there,” Cam angrily replied as he was cuffed and walked to one of the patrol cars.

“Check it out!” the officer who cuffed Cam yelled to the others.

They didn’t need to be told twice. They slipped on gloves and searched Cam’s car with urgency. When one of them came up with a big block wrapped in plastic, Cam’s eyes bulged in shock. He was ready to start hyperventilating when the other office held up two more.

“Hold up! That shit ain’t mine!” Cam yelled as he tried to walk back over to his truck.

He was forcefully pulled back and slammed against the car, as the officers continued to rummage through his belongings. Cam was in shock, but something wasn’t right. He hadn’t touched drugs since he was released from jail and he had no reason to start. He needed to get in contact with Demi and he needed to do it soon. When the officer started reading him his rights, he already knew what time of day it was.

“This is some bullshit!” Cam yelled as he was being shoved into the police car. They didn’t pull off right away and he was happy for that. He wasn’t in a hurry to go back to jail, but that was exactly where he was heading.

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