The Arrest

Zoe was in Seattle checking out a drug deal.  She wasn’t really familiar with Seattle so she took her most trusted bodyguard Red with her.   They rented a car at the airport, grabbed some sandwiches from a deli and checked into a local hotel. 

When it was time to make the deal they made their way to hotel parking lot and got into the car.  All of a sudden cop cars came from every direction. 

Red looked at me and said “What the fuck.”  Four officers came over to the car and asked for identification from both of us.  Red asked them what the problem was and they asked both of us to step out the car. 

 When I stepped out they told me I was under arrest. They took me to the back of the car and asked me if I had any weapons on me.   I slowly lift up my dress and retrieve the revolver and thigh hostler passed it to the officer.   I told them I wasn’t going anywhere until they let me know what I was being arrested for.  I was told I would find out at the station.  Red was free to go and told me to go away with them and he had my back.  He said he would contact Mickey_Bowers, who was a dear friend of mine   and he would take care of things. We had much more in the car to worry about so I just went with them instead of creating a commotion.  They handcuffed me in the front, thank God and we proceeded to the Seattle jail.

Receiving and Discharge R&D

Once there they keep me in a room which seemed like hours.   Office came in and showed me a list of my charges.  All said Left Hand Man, Left Hand Man. The warden has decided to place you in solitary confinement.   The shit was so confusing I just went with the flow.

Red must have got in touch with Mickey_Bowers   who had contacts on the inside because I was finally allowed to have an extended phone call.

I called the Headquarters and GuestRoom666 answered the phone.  I told him where I was and for him to get in touch with Boss Michael-Lucchese.  He informed me that Michael had also been locked up also.

 I knew that there was a bounty out for GFC Tiny_Tim but GuestRoom666 told me that KennyRusso had harassed someone by sending small amounts of the bounty.  He read me a posted rule that materialized that this was unacceptable. .   I heard @ Clarissa  concerned voice in the background.

  He told me that everything was fine with the crew but I would have to just wait it out it,  would only be 24 hours.   I told him I would be OK.

After my telephone call they walked me down a long hall to a room where I was given prison garb, a plastic bag for my clothing and told to change as a female office stood by.   I had to laugh when I put on the granny panties.  The woman guard wasn’t impressed with my sense of humor.

Cell Block MR

The women guard gave me my a bed roll, which consists of sheets, a blanket, hygiene items, a towel, and pillow case, them she marched me down another hallway.  We past the guard station and I could see one holding up the lace underwear from my belongings, I thought to myself horny fuckers probably never seen a pair.  We arrived at a section called Cell Block MR, I heard the gates clank behind me.

The cell block wasn’t that large, maybe about 7 women were in it. I placed the bed roll in the bunk I received seemed like I was bunking with anyone, when back in the main room, sat down on a bench where no one was sitting to check out my surrounding.  I just sat back and just started thinking.

I understood the rule now that I was informed of it.  But at the time it was completely different.   It’s not like we don’t know who had the available funds to post these bounties.  Just last week he posted one on an innocent person but had the balls to implicate who he was.  This time he places one on the Godfather Chairman of New York.   After the fact with our mobster mentality and the demeanor of a pissed off Mafiosi we were guilty as charge, annoying him was exactly our intentions.  Needless to say we knew of no rules protecting his sorry ass.

My thoughts were broken as I looked up and saw eyes on intimidating eyes on me.    Just the thought of being in jail made me so mad was was ready for some fucking drama. Yeah let me take my frustration out on one of you bitches up in here.  I gave them a look that could kill.   It was a look of yeah Bitch don’t even try me.

It must have work because only a few minutes later we were chatting like the girls on the block in the old days.   We sat and talked for a long time with everyone talking about their personal life and how they got there.  I explain that I was a hit woman for the syndicate, had killed several men and one woman.  Told them my first kill was at age 13.  Told them it was a long story but he tried to rape me.  Of course they didn’t believe me and I always liked it that way.  People thinking I wasn’t capable of  doing things was to my advantage. Then it was chow time so we made our way our way to the jail chow hall.

Chow Hall

The chow hall was really loud with so many conversations going on and the hustle and bustle of inmates getting their meal.  I went through the line then sat down with the girls from Cell Block MR.  I didn’t take the end seat to make room for one more.  This huge and I mean huge woman came and took the end seat.  Her large thigh just overpowered mines at the table.   She said hello my name is Big Bertha.

I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest. I closed my eyes and I said a little pray.   Dear God, please don’t let this woman be drama. You know I’m not supposed to be here.

“Zoe , I’m Zoe  I said quickly.  She told me she knew who I was.  Had she had got word to make sure that I was looked after.  She told me no one was going to fuck with me in here.  She said she would have me transfer to her cell but Cell Block MR was a safe place.   There’s no trouble there, nothing but new blood that might have broken a few rules.

Recreation Room. 

After chow we were allow to go to the recreation room.  Some were reading. Some watching a television program but I opted to join some ladies playing gin rummy.  Everything seemed peaceful until a fight broke out over changing the channel.  There’s was only 2 they could get.   When the guards got things settle down we were placed on lock down, which means we had to return to our cells. I made up the small bed and laid down on it.  I could hear the other women bitching in their cells.

Back in Cell Block MR

I must have dosed off but in a light sleep when I heard the jingle of keys and someone opening my cell. 

I heard a male guard entering saying “Hello pretty lady” I jump up really fast kicked him the balls as hard as I could, then pinned him to the floor.  I told him if he ever came in my cell again I would haunt him down, kill him, his wife and his nappy headed kids.  I didn’t know if he had any but it sounded good.  He stumbles out with his hands holding his balls.  Being in the business I had learn the art of self defense.

The rest of the night was uneventful. 

Receiving and Discharge R&D

After breakfast in the chow hall I was back my cell sitting on a bed when the same guard return with another,  Ms Zoe he said it’s time for you to be release. I just rolled my eyes at him grab the bed roll I had folded back up. 

I was taken to the same room as the night before.  My belongings were given to me and a different lady guard watched as I changed.  My lace underwear was missing.  The son of a bitch must have kept them, but I refused to wear the granny panties any longer so went bare.

They checked me out and told me I was free to go. 

The Release.

As I was walking out of the jail a shot rang out but missed me.  I saw Red and ran to him.  I saw the sadness in his eyes.  He fell in my arms and told me everyone was dead.  I just couldn’t comprehend exactly what he was saying.  He sobbed “they kill everyone.” I said “Oh my God no! He had to catch me as I was falling to my knees.   

Why didn’t the bitch just kill me? What the fuck is I supposed to do now?  One week into this thing of ours, a barely maxed gun, who in the fuck can I take out?

Thrown in jail over something I had no control of. Spend a fucking horrible night in jail and come out to this shit.   I couldn’t be there to help anyone out.

At least I will be able to pay my last respects to my comrades.  Waiting to die is worse than dying.

Well I visited as many funerals as I could.  If I missed anyone they will understand when I meet them again.

I could say you fucking missed me, leave me the fuck alone but what kind of life would I live.  I would always be seen as a threat and rightfully so.

No animosity, no regrets.  It is what it is in this thing of ours.

It's a hard world this, many things have totally freaked out and gotten much worse than before so its time to make sure to each minute alive in here make sure to do 100% right things and not going over the line even with your little smallest toe

No one likes being jailed for long, nothing to do in jail more than just sit and laugh to all shit happened to you.

Being a citizen to know all rules are also the best way to not be in jail.....I guess and hope.

Peace Out!