extend these kilos on consignment. However, this is too large of an order for me to just entrust them to you. I’d like to send one of my people to Miami with you to watch over my investment,” Felipe stated.
“That won’t be a problem,” Zyir replied. “We fully understand your position, and Carter extends his assurance that this partnership will be beneficial for all involved.”
“I’ll have to meet this Carter. My brother Garza speaks highly of him. After his legal affairs are handled, I would like to invite the two of you back down here. No business … just a meeting among men. I’ll have to show the two of you a good time.”
“I’ll be sure to extend the invitation,” Zyir answered. “Who will you be sending to Miami?”
“Illiana,” Felipe replied.
Zyir stopped walking mid-stride, as if he had heard Felipe wrong. “Illiana?”
“She will not get in your way. She will simply be my eyes and ears. I hope that you will put her up temporarily,” Felipe suggested.
Zyir looked back at the seductive Illiana. He knew that her presence would only mean trouble.
“Of course,” he said as he turned back to Felipe. Illiana would be a beautiful distraction, and he would have to stay focused on his hustle to make sure that things remained professional between them.
Carter sat reserved behind the defense table, completely confident as he sat poised and attentive. It had not been a good day for the defense. After losing their key witness, they were grasping at straws to keep the case alive. Carter’s defense was all over it. Beckham was definitely earning his keep as hedemolished the federal prosecutor, making Carter look like he was a saint, while discrediting the federal agency that had made his arrest.
“Your Honor, it is clear that without the key witness, the federal prosecutor has no leg to stand on,” Beckham stated.
“No, Your Honor, the only thing that is clear is the obvious witness tampering involved in this case. My witness was murdered in cold blood.”
“The witness was in protective custody and was rushed to the hospital because of food poisoning,” Beckham shot back. “It is on the official State of Pennsylvania police report that the ambulance transporting the witness lost control and crashed. That is how the witness died. My client, who was hundreds of miles away and locked in a prison cell, could not have orchestrated such events!”
“And the bullet holes in his body were just there for decoration!” the D.A. shouted sarcastically. “Your Honor, you can not let this man—this gangster—make a mockery of the law.” The prosecutor stood to argue more, but was interrupted by the impatient banging of the judge’s gavel.
“Does the State have any other evidence to present besides the witness?” the judge asked.
“No, Your Honor, but—”
“I move for immediate dismissal of the case.” Beckham was a shark. He did not even give his adversary a chance to finish his sentence.
All the while, Carter sat back unscathed as he watched the amusing charade go down. It did not matter how much protesting the prosecutor did; he was getting off. The amount of money that the Garza Cartel had put up to make it happen ensured it, and as the judge looked his way, they shared a knowing glance.
“Motion for immediate dismissal granted,” the judge announcedThe courtroom erupted in mayhem as Carter shook his attorney’s hand.
Before Carter could celebrate too much, the prosecutor stood. “Your Honor, the defendant has a new charge pending. He was involved in a prison brawl that resulted in the injury of one of his fellow inmates. We ask that he be held on this new charge that we will be actively pursuing.” Carter’s eyes burned holes through the white man as the judge approved the request. The government was doing everything in its power to keep him locked up.
Before Carter could even express his displeasure, Beckham leaned into his ear. “Don’t worry about it. That is just
“That won’t be a problem,” Zyir replied. “We fully understand your position, and Carter extends his assurance that this partnership will be beneficial for all involved.”
“I’ll have to meet this Carter. My brother Garza speaks highly of him. After his legal affairs are handled, I would like to invite the two of you back down here. No business … just a meeting among men. I’ll have to show the two of you a good time.”
“I’ll be sure to extend the invitation,” Zyir answered. “Who will you be sending to Miami?”
“Illiana,” Felipe replied.
Zyir stopped walking mid-stride, as if he had heard Felipe wrong. “Illiana?”
“She will not get in your way. She will simply be my eyes and ears. I hope that you will put her up temporarily,” Felipe suggested.
Zyir looked back at the seductive Illiana. He knew that her presence would only mean trouble.
“Of course,” he said as he turned back to Felipe. Illiana would be a beautiful distraction, and he would have to stay focused on his hustle to make sure that things remained professional between them.
Carter sat reserved behind the defense table, completely confident as he sat poised and attentive. It had not been a good day for the defense. After losing their key witness, they were grasping at straws to keep the case alive. Carter’s defense was all over it. Beckham was definitely earning his keep as hedemolished the federal prosecutor, making Carter look like he was a saint, while discrediting the federal agency that had made his arrest.
“Your Honor, it is clear that without the key witness, the federal prosecutor has no leg to stand on,” Beckham stated.
“No, Your Honor, the only thing that is clear is the obvious witness tampering involved in this case. My witness was murdered in cold blood.”
“The witness was in protective custody and was rushed to the hospital because of food poisoning,” Beckham shot back. “It is on the official State of Pennsylvania police report that the ambulance transporting the witness lost control and crashed. That is how the witness died. My client, who was hundreds of miles away and locked in a prison cell, could not have orchestrated such events!”
“And the bullet holes in his body were just there for decoration!” the D.A. shouted sarcastically. “Your Honor, you can not let this man—this gangster—make a mockery of the law.” The prosecutor stood to argue more, but was interrupted by the impatient banging of the judge’s gavel.
“Does the State have any other evidence to present besides the witness?” the judge asked.
“No, Your Honor, but—”
“I move for immediate dismissal of the case.” Beckham was a shark. He did not even give his adversary a chance to finish his sentence.
All the while, Carter sat back unscathed as he watched the amusing charade go down. It did not matter how much protesting the prosecutor did; he was getting off. The amount of money that the Garza Cartel had put up to make it happen ensured it, and as the judge looked his way, they shared a knowing glance.
“Motion for immediate dismissal granted,” the judge announcedThe courtroom erupted in mayhem as Carter shook his attorney’s hand.
Before Carter could celebrate too much, the prosecutor stood. “Your Honor, the defendant has a new charge pending. He was involved in a prison brawl that resulted in the injury of one of his fellow inmates. We ask that he be held on this new charge that we will be actively pursuing.” Carter’s eyes burned holes through the white man as the judge approved the request. The government was doing everything in its power to keep him locked up.
Before Carter could even express his displeasure, Beckham leaned into his ear. “Don’t worry about it. That is just
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