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“Shea, we want to help her,” I said as pleasantly as I could.
“Bullshit. Y’all wanna send her back to that men’s jail. Like I told them other guys, Indigo ain’t going back to that hellhole. Not for one f*****g minute. Not while I still draw breath.”
“I get it. I’m transgender as well. I heard what happened at the jail, but—”
Stevens stepped into my space with fire in her eyes. “But nothing. She ain’t going back ’cause she didn’t kill that son of a b***h no matter how much he deserved it.”
“I’m not doubting you. The last thing I want to do is put a member of my community in harm’s way. I can promise you, if she comes along without a fuss, we can get her bail reset, get her court date rescheduled, she’ll be home for dinner.”
“What chance you think a black transgender woman has with
