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took criminal justice classes at BMCC.
    “So, I had to fire one of the guys in my division,” my Mom said, completely off subject.
    “What? Another unlawful shooting?” My uncle rolled his eyes. “These lowlifes have the nerve to say we are unlawful when they break the law for a living.”
    “No, he was in a relationship with a perp.”
    “He didn’t disclose it to the department?” My other uncle asked.
    “No, he did not. Stupid bastard. Good cop, too. However, when it came out, it was too late. I had to let him go. The union will probably have him back, but the rest of the force will shame him enough to leave.” She shook her head.
    “Ryan,” Jesse called to me.
    “Yeah, what’s up?” I replied, glad to get out of the other conversation.
    “I was wondering if you aren’t busy on Tuesday, can I go on a ride-along with you after my class?”
    “What time does your class end?”
    “Eight-o’clock.”
    “Sure, my shift won’t end until eleven. That’s fine. Text me the address.”
    “Great,” he beamed.
    Jesse was as tall as I was, same build and everything. He just graduated from college and was still trying to figure life out. He was twenty-one and his dad, surprisingly, did not pressure him to join the force. My mom, on the other hand, always sent the pressure. Even had other cops in her division encourage him to join. Giving him special treatment and all of that. He didn’t want it and neither did I. Specifically, why I changed my district so I was not under her reign. The good captain did not like that, but I also did not care.
    When Tuesday rolled around, Jesse had texted me the information to get him from class. He was outside waiting in front of Myers Hall. The streets were filled with people going to their designated homes and probably coming from class. The vibe of a college campus was always one that I enjoyed. It was like fresh air, a newness, and openness that hovered over all the possibilities that awaited each person that partook.
    I missed that.
    Jesse and Sal greeted, as he climbed into the back of the patrol car. Sal continued to eat his burger while I buckled up.
    “Where we off to?” Jesse asked.
    “Well, we are following up on a lead about a murder that happened a month ago.”
    “No,” Sal interjected with a mouth full of beef. “Cowboy over here is doing that. The detectives are supposed to do this, but do Ryan listen? Nope. So, I warned him, but he don’t listen to me either.”
    As I started to drive away, I saw a woman that looked like D’asia. Her hair was braided back, she had a messenger bag, tight jeans, white and navy Puma’s, and a small jacket. It was March, but it was still cold.
    My mind was playing tricks on me. As of late, I thought I saw her everywhere.
    “That’s D’asia,” Ryan must have seen me looking. “She’s in my criminal justice class.”
    I hit the break, causing a loud screech. I turned to him and said, “You know her?”
    Jesse’s eyes were wide with surprise, “Uh, no. She’s just in my class.”
    I pressed the ‘woop’ button and hit the lights once to signal for her to stop. Then as I opened the door, I could hear Sal mutter, “Like I said, don’t listen to me.”
    Marching over to her, she had panic in her eyes. Probably from the police car and not me, so I hoped.
    “What the fuck is wrong with you?” she snapped.
    Attitude .
    She had the nerve to give me attitude.
    I grabbed her by the arm and moved her near a corner so we could talk in private without prying eyes.
    “Did you forget something?” I asked.
    “’No,” she jerked her arm from mine.
    “Oh, you forgot something.” I stepped closer to her.
    “Back up,” she warned.
    “Not until you tell me what you forgot?” I leaned down.
    She tried to turn her head and say, “I didn’t forget anything.”
    “Oh, you did, sweetness.” I pulled her ponytail that was hanging over her shoulder.
    She smacked my hand away, just in time for me to capture it and put it