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pressure of the trial. Jani’rah , her name kept going through his head. When his boss introduced the case to him, he was ecstatic about trying it. He had spent ten years as a lawyer helping to keep street punks and gangsters locked away. His hard work didn’t go unrecognized, as he had been promoted to District Attorney at the tender age of thirty-one; just a year ago. He loved his work and the fact that he had a hand in building a better community by keeping the big time “bad guys” off the streets and out of communities.
    When he was younger, he used to pretend to be a super hero and play around saying he was going to save the world when he was older. He felt like his job as District Attorney allowed him to do that. Those were dreams that he used to share with Jani’rah when they were younger. She had dreams to; she wanted to be a model, own an agency, and be an entrepreneur. She was an entrepreneur now; just not a legal one! He couldn’t understand what made her choose the lifestyle she had chosen; she had so much potential. They grew up together on Chopsy Hill, the north end of Bridgeport, Connecticut. Both of their moms were nurses at Bridgeport Hospital and his dad was an electrician. He never knew what Jani’rah’s father did, but he always saw him in nice clothes and flashy cars and he spoiled Jani’rah.
    Jani’rah and Daniel were best friends; they started dating in high school. During their junior year, Daniel’s father’s company closed down, relocated to Virginia, and paid for the family to move out there. Daniel and Jani’rah were devastated, but they maintained a long-distance relationship. A couple of months after the move, Daniel received the worst news in his life; Jani’rah’s parents had been murdered. He was scared that she had been killed too, and he hadn’t heard from her since that time. 
    After graduating from law school, Daniel moved back to Bridgeport to help his city fight crime. The day his boss brought over the file with the trial information in it, he almost fainted when he reviewed the profile and saw photos of Jani’rah. His colleagues were depending on him to take the high-profile case, and he knew it would be good for his career. He couldn’t believe his childhood best friend and high school sweetheart had turned into a Madame who solicited call girls, operated the city’s biggest sex ring, was a major player in human trafficking, and she was even tied up in a few murders. She was the type of person he had sworn to lock away when he took the position of D.A.

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    Jani’rah was seated in the back of a black on black Maybach discussing what went down in court.
    “Looks like we need to find the rat before recess is over; huh?” Larisse asked. She was originally brought into Jani’rah’s operation as a call girl a year ago; she was very smart and witty. Jani’rah liked the fact that she was a quick thinker and always had a solution to any problem. Larisse didn’t just want to be anyone’s prostitute or hooker, she wanted a top seat in Jani’rah’s escorting business so she convinced Jani’rah to sit and listen to a presentation she put together on how Jani’rah could double her yearly income. Larisse was also a pro in the stock market and she taught Jani’rah which companies she should invest in. Jani’rah was impressed with Larisse and later upgraded her to the business’s accountant
    “Best thing I’ve heard today!” Jani’rah said as a thoughtful look crossed her face. “I’m stunned how much information was leaked out about me…makes me question my operation; am I slipping Risia?”
    “It’s always like that when there’s a rat, especially an inside one, someone who knows the operation like the back of their hand, or your hand at that!”
    “Sounds like you.” Jani’rah responded raising an eyebrow.
    “Get the fuck outta here! You know I’m lactose intolerant and can’t eat cheese.” The two women laughed.
    Jani’rah got serious