THIRTY-SEVEN
Ryan was going to his preliminary trial in a couple days and I went to the jail house to see him. I downloaded the video onto my phone and explained to the police officer on duty that it was of the utmost importance I keep my phone as it deals with his Uncle's trial that is coming up in a month. The officer reluctantly agreed. I wanted to go to my father first but Ryan needed to know what was going on. "Ryan!" I yell as I jog towards his cell. I reach the bars and he stretches his arms up smiling. He stretched and yawned. "Hey Athea." He looked happy and slightly rugged which was weird on him but surprisingly attractive. "I got evidence to clear your Uncle. With his help of course." I smile and gasp for breath. I practically rushed everything out and ran in here and I'm not used to ca
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