Busted

Brandi stood still as Mary gaped at her. She should have known her sister would freak out. But she hadn’t expected Mary to come home so early. It wasn’t even noon yet. Mary took a step closer to Brandi, her eyes urging her to explain why the cops had just left her house.

“I…it’s kind of complicated.”

“Well I’d love to hear it. Because I can not deal with you getting arrested right now.” Mary ran a hand through her hair, looking stressed.

“It’s not like I wanted to get arrested, ok. I…” She struggled against the handcuffs binding her hands behind her back. Bobby stepped between the two women, taking Mary by the arm.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” He dragged Mary a good distance from Brandi and the other officers.

“You know this young woman? Mind explaining how?” Even though he knew the answer, he wanted to hear here admit it. It wasn’t often he got a straight answer out of Mary.

“She’s my sister. God what the hell did she do?”

“We found a suitcase with a large quantity of crystal meth.”

“Where’s your warrant?” Her hand was outstretched.

“Didn’t need one. We had probable cause to believe the drugs were in the house and your sister let us in.” Mary shook her head in disbelief and walked away from him. She pushed past the officers barring the door.

“Get out of my way.” She walked in to find the first floor relatively intact. As she moved upstairs, her eyes widened at the mess Dershowitz and his people had made. She had to wade through drawers and clothes to even get into her own room. She managed to sit down on her bed before her phone began ringing. She looked at the number.

“What’s up, Stan?”

“Are you planning on coming back from lunch?”

“Uh actually I can’t. I can’t get into details but I’ve got a big family emergency at home.”

“Emergency?” Mary didn’t have family emergencies. Most of the time she acted as though her family didn’t even exist.

“Yeah, look Stan I have to go.” Before Stan could inquire further, Mary snapped her phone shut and walked back down to the first floor. She could see Bobby talking to a couple of the other uniformed officers standing outside. She was going to rip him a new one if she got the chance. By the time Mary got back outside they were putting Brandi in the police cruiser to take her back to the station.

“Whoah hold on a minute. You aren’t taking her anywhere.”

“This isn’t your jurisdiction, Mary.”

“You know what, screw jurisdiction.” She turned to look at Brandi.

“Get out of the car.”

“Uh…hello handcuffed. Can’t open the door.” Mary pulled the back door open and Brandi stumbled out, trying to catch herself before she fell to the ground. Mary led Brandi around the back of the car so the officers couldn’t hear their conversation.

“Ok, listen to me. I’m still really mad at you for…whatever the hell is was you did. But you need to get yourself a lawyer.”

“Ok…but aren’t those kind of expensive.”

“I’ll see if I can pull a few strings. You don’t say anything to them you understand. Not a word until you have representation.”

“Yeah, I get it.” Brandi looked uncomfortable leaning against the car. Mary couldn’t tell if it was the topic of the conversation or the handcuffs and she didn’t really care.

“Look…I’m sorry about the house. I…I didn’t know they would trash everything. I told them where it was. I even unlocked the door for them.” Mary let out a breath, resting her hands on her hips.

“Just tell me one thing…did you lose your mind?” Brandi averted her gaze.

“No…look shouldn’t you be happy that I turned the stupid thing in?”

“Right now, I’m about ready to kill you. I didn’t think you could be so stupid. Keeping drugs in my house! Did you even think about how that would affect Mom and I?” Brandi’s eyes widened.

“Mom…oh crap. She thinks I’m going to meet her later at the restaurant. Can you tell her I’ll have to cancel?” Mary glared at her younger sister but nodded anyways. She reached around Brandi to pull the car door open.

“Get in.” Brandi sunk into the seat and Mary slammed the door shut. She started to walk away when Brandi stuck her head out of the open window.

“And you might want to check on Chico…he had to catch a cab back from physical therapy.” Mary just waved a hand at her sister. She couldn’t deal with her anymore. Once Mary was clear of the car, it backed out of the driveway and sped off down the road.

“You feed her lines?” Mary spun around, glaring at Bobby.