Stuck in Jail
Who would of thought of all people Andrew would be sitting in a jail cell. Honestly it was the case of wrong place wrong time. He knew he shouldn’t have continued to associate himself with the MC, especially with the position he held now in the police department and the fact that he had a family. A wife and three amazing kids, with one on the way. The last thing he and his family needed was this added stress. Although, he knew he probably could get himself out of it he still had to sit there until he was clear of his charges even though he knew he didn’t do anything wrong, he sighed softly as he stood up from where he sat running his hands against his face and through his dark locks as he slowly began to pace he knew he got one call, but honestly who could he really call without them telling him he should of known better and then he couldn’t call his wife because even though they were on a break he knew she’d come get him, but she stress out and the last thing he needed was for her to stress for any reason. “I’ll just call my sister…” he muttered under his breath, or maybe he shouldn’t cause he knew she’d react just the way their mom or even his wife. No one liked him being in the MC hell it’s why he had choose to go into the military to get away from that kind of life style and for some reason he just couldn’t shake them no matter how hard he tried they were always there. Hell, they were paying him to ensure the turned the cheek when it came to their drug and gun run so they can move around the city freely at lease where he had jurisdiction. He knew the precinct didn’t know that he was being paid under the table by the MC, so he rather keep it that way, “fuck no…” he shook his head as his own thought tossing the idea of calling his sister out the window especially with the MC being involved she’d tell their mother about it and that’s the last thing he needed. “I think I know…” he smiled to himself at the idea that had popped into his head, “guard!” he called out as he walked over to the gate watching as the guard stood up from his seat, “sup capt?” he asked curiously, it sucked knowing that this will be talked about within the office, but he knew eventually he’d get over it, “can I get my one phone call?” he asked curiously, watching the young officer nod his head, “of course,” he said as he unlocked the cell to let Andrew out, “thank you mate,” he said with a light smile as he walked beside the officer as they headed over to the payphones. He knew there was always that one person he could call that would judge him for his actions within the MC, the one person he met through the club to begin with. Reaching the phone, he picked up the receiver and began dialing the one of few numbers he could remember off the top of his head. It didn’t take long to hear a voice come through on the otherside, “Nadia… hey it’s Andrew, I need your help,” he said knowing that they’d post bail soon, “I know I should of called my wife or my sister or anyone, but you’re the only one who knows I still deal with the MC, well wrong place wrong time kind of thing so I’m in jail right now and in about in hour they’ll post bail and I need you to come get me, if I ask my wife or sister they’d freak out,” he sighed softly, “please…” he knew Nadia would be a bit hesitant, but she was also like a sister to him, “of course, I’ll be right over,” he heard her say which was a big sigh of relief as he leaned his forehead against the phone casing, “thank, seriously thank you so much, I’ll see you soon,” he said before hanging up the phone, “thanks mate,” he looked over towards the young police officer who escorted him back towards his cell.
