Page 86 of I Heard It All Before

Chapter 30

“Are you sure that you’re okay baby? I can reschedule my meetings and stay here if you want me to,” Demi offered as she looked over at Cam.

She had a full schedule, but she would have moved some things around if he needed her to stay. It had been a week since Randy committed suicide in the IHOP parking lot not too long after Cam left. His service was the day before, and Demi attended to support her man. Cam was devastated when he heard the news. He was at Randy’s mother’s house when the police came because he went straight over there after he left the restaurant. Cam wanted to give Randy’s mother the note that he left and talk to her about what was going on with him. Cam thought that Randy was about to leave town but, when he thought about it, that theory didn’t make much sense. If that was the case, Randy would have gladly accepted the money that he was offering for the shop. The letters that he wrote to his mother and Nia were basically apologizing to them both before he left this earth. Cam offered to help him, but Randy had other plans. Maybe he felt that it was best to kill himself before someone else did it.

“No, I’m going to the shop today. I don’t feel like moping around the house all day. I need a distraction other than Asha’s disgusting ass,” Cam replied.

“I can’t believe how she showed up to your friend’s funeral and acted a fool,” Demi said. She had never met Randy, but she knew about what him and Asha had done to Cam and Nia.

“I can. She lives to be the center of attention. That’s just why Randy’s mama had her stupid ass escorted out. My baby gon’ be all fucked up with her as a mother. You should see the theme that her and her mama chose for the baby shower. It’s just as ratchet as they are,” Cam fussed.

“I hate that bitch. After what she did to me, I need to help you get full custody of your son,” Demi fumed.

Demi was pissed when Cam replayed the conversation that he’d had with Randy to her. She didn’t know who had run up in her house that night, but she was heated when she found out that it was all a part of Asha’s plan.

“I wish I could, but I really don’t have a good enough reason,” Cam noted.

“Yeah and those are some of the hardest cases to win. Judges don’t really like to take kids away from their mothers. They have to really be in danger for that to happen,” Demi replied.

“It’s cool though. I just have to make sure to teach him better than what she’s gonna do. I don’t want my son to be a dope boy at ten years old like her brothers were. They think shit like that is cute,” Cam argued.

“It’s okay baby. He’ll be around you enough to know right from wrong. I have to go see some clients. I’ll see you later,” Demi said as she kissed him and walked out of the house.

Demi had left her briefcase with her paperwork at the office, so she rushed to go get it before getting her day started. She had a few cases that she was working on with senior attorneys at the firm, but most of her appointments were with clients that she could handle on her own. Demi hated going to certain places to see some of the people who she represented, but she had no choice. The local jailhouse was one of those places, but Demi had just pulled up there anyway. She hated when the inmates cat called and made obscene remarks. She always dressed professionally, but she was still a woman. Some of them had been in there for years and they were just happy to see a female.

“Sign here and run your briefcase through the conveyer belt Mrs. Logan,” the deputy, who Demi was very familiar with, instructed.

Demi hated to be called by her last name, but she couldn’t get rid of it just yet. She was still married, but it wasn’t for long. She had a little over two months to go and she couldn’t wait.

“Thanks.” Demi smiled when she was handed her briefcase and allowed to proceed.

Just like she dreaded, the whistling and yelling was at an all-time high. Demi held her head high and walked to the room where the attorneys and clients usually met. There were three tables, all separated by partitions. Demi had to stand outside the door, along with another attorney who she recognized from her firm, and wait until a guard granted her access.

“Demi?” someone asked, like they were unsure if it was her.

Demi turned around and smiled politely when she saw Amy Blaire standing behind her.

“Hi Mrs. Blaire,” Demi spoke., surprised that three attorneys from the same firm were there at the same time.

“What brings you here? Is Camden incarcerated again?” Amy questioned, wiping the smile from Demi’s face.

“No, he’s not. I’m here to see a client,” Demi replied.

“Oh, well, that’s something that you better get used to. He can’t seem to stay out of this place. It’s almost like his second home,” Amy smirked.

Demi was ready to go off on her, but something else got her attention. Two prisoners were being led into the room by a guard and Kamari was leading the pack. He did a double take when he saw her, and she was just as surprised. Kamari had never been to jail before, but Demi could see that her prediction about his lifestyle had come true. She turned her head, but she could feel Kamari staring at her. The guard led the prisoners into the room and the attorneys were granted access soon after. Amy watched the exchange between the two of them and it didn’t take her long to figure out who Kamari was. He was Demi’s husband, the same man that was on the pictures that she’d once kept on her desk. Amy purposely took the first seat, making sure that Kamari and Demi were right next to each other. The partitions were small, so they could still see and hear each other clearly. Demi was told that her client would be in as soon as the nurse was done with him. He was a diabetic and she’d obviously shown up when he was getting his daily medication. She put her briefcase on the table and took out some paperwork, awaiting his arrival. She blew out a breath of frustration when Kamari left his lawyer at the table and sat down at hers.

“What the hell do you want Kamari?” Demi whispered, knowing that Amy was probably listening. The entire situation was uncomfortable and she was ready to cancel her client briefing.

“Damn wife, I didn’t know it was like that,” Kamari smirked.

“I see your illegal behavior finally caught up with you,” Demi said with a smirk of her own.

“Never that. Niggas are just like hoes these days though. They can’t keep their mouths closed for shit,” Kamari replied with a shrug.

He never would have imagined that, when the police arrested him at the hotel, they’d had such a strong case against him. Thanks to Randy’s punk ass, they had more than enough for a trial and conviction. Randy did the world a favor by killing himself. Kamari was going to do it for him if he hadn’t. It turned out that they started watching him the same day that he shot at Demi and Cam. Thankfully, they started their surveillance after that incident took place. That would have been another charge that he had to fight. When Kamari went home to get clothes, they were outside of his house and had been following him around since then. He told Lawrence that he felt as if somebody was watching him, but Lawrence thought that he was just being paranoid.

“Look who’s talking,” Demi said after a long pause.

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