Post by Salem Shepard on Jan 25, 2017 13:58:45 GMT -5
(Bloomfield Hills, Mich)
Salem had felt confident since he returned from Houston again yesterday; they had interviewed him again and still couldnt pin the crime on him. His lawyer wasnt as confident as he was though, but Salem didnt really care how Paul Bennett felt. Paul had gone to school to be a lawyer, he had never been in trouble in his whole life - so Paul didnt know what it was like to sit on the otherside of that little table being grilled by cops. Salem though, he had been in that position numerous times in his life, and he felt confident he was gonna get away free in the end.
He turned his glass pipe upside down and smacked it on his palm, removing the ash from the bowl and placed it back in the drawer that was full of plastic baggies containing some of the best strains of pot in the world. He closed the door to his bedroom behind him as he walked into the hall and down the stairs. Claire was sitting in the main room watching the original Ghostbusters from the 80's from the couch with a blanket pulled up to her face. He could see the suboxone foilpack on the table next to her - and he was glad to see that she was still clean. The suboxone made her kind of sleepy and she only glanced at him as he walked by and headed for the kitchen. There was paperplate sitting on the stove that had several eggs, a few pieces of sausage and some hashbrowns that Claire had cooked earlier that morning. Shep loved the aroma of breakfast mixed with a the burnt smell of sativa in the morning. He grabbed the plate off the stove and sat down on the barstool, overlooking the backyard of the cold, wet Michigan morning. His phone vibrated in his pocket as he received a text, ..then the familiar sound ringtone of a call. He pulled the phone from his pocket and looked at the number. It was one of the ZT security guys that patroled the neighborhood.
Shep: Sup?
There was a long pause and Sheps eyes grew wide, his jaw dropped as he listened to the man on the other end.
Shep: Are you fuckin serious!?
Salem lowered his head and shook his head in frustration.
Shep: ...ok....thanks man...
He hung up the phone and put his head in his hands as the phone started to ring again. He glanced up and saw it was Crazy J this time.
Shep: Yeah?
He listened as Crazy J spoke.
Shep: I know man...I know....Hey, where you at? .............. Cash and Nicole too? ...........ok, see yall in a minute.
He didnt bother hanging up the phone as he chunked it across the kitchen slamming it into the wall, shattering the glass casing across the tile floor.
Shep: FUUCCKK!!! FUCK!!!
Claires feet could be heard coming across the tile as she entered the kitchen in pajama pants and a white sleeveless shirt.
Claire: Whats wrong!?
Salem didnt reply, he only sat there at the bar with his head in his hands, shaking with anger. Clarie walked over to him and put her arm around his shoulders.
Claire: Salem, whats going on?
As soon as she heard the knocking on the front door - she knew. Tears welled up in her eyes and she started shaking her head "no" in disbelief.
Claire: No!! No!!! Salem I cant do this without you!!
Disappointment like weve never heard from the schizo filled Salems voice.
Shep: You can live here. These guys are like family and they will treat you right. Erik said if anything was to happen to me I could keep my stock in ZT. I'll make sure you're ok, Claire. ..Im so sorry. I really am.
Crazy J, Cash and Nicole walked into the house from the backdoor that led to the kitchen.
Crazy J: They're here, they're out front....
The knocking on the front door was louder and more frequent. Shouts could be heard from the otherside of the door.
Crazy J: ...and I guess you already know that.
Cash: I'll go let them in. We have to.
Salem knew. He couldnt make eye contact with his ZT brothers as Claire latched onto him and cried huge sobs as snot ran from her nose and tears from her eyes onto Salems shirt. Nicole, Cashs wife, also with tears in her eyes managed to pull Claire away from her brother and embrace her.
Claire: Its all my fault...If I hadnt been a fuckin junkie this never would have happened.
Shep: No....It was my decision. I could have just beat his ass and pulled you out of Houston. But I got carried away. ...Im sorry Clarie. Im so sorry.
The pounding of feet filled the house as Cash led them into the kitchen. Salem stood up from the chair and looked at Crazy J.
Shep: Im sorry I let you guys down, homie. I know you guys put a lot of faith into me and I appreciate that. Look after Clarie for me, alright?
Crazy J's face was filled with disappointment and he nodded at Salem. Crazy J would do whatever it took to make sure Claire was ok. He took a step toward Shep and gave him a bro-hug.
Crazy J: I will man. Keep in touch though, alright?
Shep nodded as Cash walked into the kitchen followed by at least ten Michigan State Police Officers and several FBI agents. Cash walked right up to Salem, shook his hand and slapped him on the back.
Cash: Me and Nicole here will watch out fer her to, ok? I'll call Erik. ...Maybe, somehow, ...someway he can fix this.
Salem disagreed and shook his head No. He thanked Cash for giving him the chance to be in ZT and thanked him for offering to help out Claire.
Cop: Salem Shepard - you're under arrest for the murder of Nick Torres. We'll be taking you into custody and getting you transfered to Houston. Place your hands behind your back please.
Claire screamed out and tried to latch herself back to her brother but Jason Cash and Crazy J held her back. To their surprise, she was pretty strong and it took more effort than they had anticipated.
Crazy J: Babe, it'll be ok.
Crazy J pulled her close and she put her face in his chest and continued to bawl as J held her tight. Salem turned around and willingly put his hands behind his back as he was cuffed. He took one last glance at the people in the kitchen: Crazy J, Jason Cash, Nicole, and his sister Claire - who couldnt see him with her face pressed against Crazy J's chest. He nodded at them and Jason and J returned the nod with disappointed looks on their faces. Tears started to run down Nicoles cheeks, not because Salem was going to jail, but because Nicole was more worried about Claire and how she would cope with her only living relative behind bars for God-knows-how-long. The cops started filing out of the kitchen and the few remaining officers frisked Shep one more time before they led him out of the house. Cash followed them and watched out the window as they put Shep in the back of the car and started to wipe the paint off his face. Cash had never seen Salem without his paint before, but that thought never crossed his mind as he shook his head in disappointment. A few minutes later the cars pulled out of the drive and disappeared down the street.
And Salem Schizo Shepard was gone.
Salem had felt confident since he returned from Houston again yesterday; they had interviewed him again and still couldnt pin the crime on him. His lawyer wasnt as confident as he was though, but Salem didnt really care how Paul Bennett felt. Paul had gone to school to be a lawyer, he had never been in trouble in his whole life - so Paul didnt know what it was like to sit on the otherside of that little table being grilled by cops. Salem though, he had been in that position numerous times in his life, and he felt confident he was gonna get away free in the end.
He turned his glass pipe upside down and smacked it on his palm, removing the ash from the bowl and placed it back in the drawer that was full of plastic baggies containing some of the best strains of pot in the world. He closed the door to his bedroom behind him as he walked into the hall and down the stairs. Claire was sitting in the main room watching the original Ghostbusters from the 80's from the couch with a blanket pulled up to her face. He could see the suboxone foilpack on the table next to her - and he was glad to see that she was still clean. The suboxone made her kind of sleepy and she only glanced at him as he walked by and headed for the kitchen. There was paperplate sitting on the stove that had several eggs, a few pieces of sausage and some hashbrowns that Claire had cooked earlier that morning. Shep loved the aroma of breakfast mixed with a the burnt smell of sativa in the morning. He grabbed the plate off the stove and sat down on the barstool, overlooking the backyard of the cold, wet Michigan morning. His phone vibrated in his pocket as he received a text, ..then the familiar sound ringtone of a call. He pulled the phone from his pocket and looked at the number. It was one of the ZT security guys that patroled the neighborhood.
Shep: Sup?
There was a long pause and Sheps eyes grew wide, his jaw dropped as he listened to the man on the other end.
Shep: Are you fuckin serious!?
Salem lowered his head and shook his head in frustration.
Shep: ...ok....thanks man...
He hung up the phone and put his head in his hands as the phone started to ring again. He glanced up and saw it was Crazy J this time.
Shep: Yeah?
He listened as Crazy J spoke.
Shep: I know man...I know....Hey, where you at? .............. Cash and Nicole too? ...........ok, see yall in a minute.
He didnt bother hanging up the phone as he chunked it across the kitchen slamming it into the wall, shattering the glass casing across the tile floor.
Shep: FUUCCKK!!! FUCK!!!
Claires feet could be heard coming across the tile as she entered the kitchen in pajama pants and a white sleeveless shirt.
Claire: Whats wrong!?
Salem didnt reply, he only sat there at the bar with his head in his hands, shaking with anger. Clarie walked over to him and put her arm around his shoulders.
Claire: Salem, whats going on?
As soon as she heard the knocking on the front door - she knew. Tears welled up in her eyes and she started shaking her head "no" in disbelief.
Claire: No!! No!!! Salem I cant do this without you!!
Disappointment like weve never heard from the schizo filled Salems voice.
Shep: You can live here. These guys are like family and they will treat you right. Erik said if anything was to happen to me I could keep my stock in ZT. I'll make sure you're ok, Claire. ..Im so sorry. I really am.
Crazy J, Cash and Nicole walked into the house from the backdoor that led to the kitchen.
Crazy J: They're here, they're out front....
The knocking on the front door was louder and more frequent. Shouts could be heard from the otherside of the door.
Crazy J: ...and I guess you already know that.
Cash: I'll go let them in. We have to.
Salem knew. He couldnt make eye contact with his ZT brothers as Claire latched onto him and cried huge sobs as snot ran from her nose and tears from her eyes onto Salems shirt. Nicole, Cashs wife, also with tears in her eyes managed to pull Claire away from her brother and embrace her.
Claire: Its all my fault...If I hadnt been a fuckin junkie this never would have happened.
Shep: No....It was my decision. I could have just beat his ass and pulled you out of Houston. But I got carried away. ...Im sorry Clarie. Im so sorry.
The pounding of feet filled the house as Cash led them into the kitchen. Salem stood up from the chair and looked at Crazy J.
Shep: Im sorry I let you guys down, homie. I know you guys put a lot of faith into me and I appreciate that. Look after Clarie for me, alright?
Crazy J's face was filled with disappointment and he nodded at Salem. Crazy J would do whatever it took to make sure Claire was ok. He took a step toward Shep and gave him a bro-hug.
Crazy J: I will man. Keep in touch though, alright?
Shep nodded as Cash walked into the kitchen followed by at least ten Michigan State Police Officers and several FBI agents. Cash walked right up to Salem, shook his hand and slapped him on the back.
Cash: Me and Nicole here will watch out fer her to, ok? I'll call Erik. ...Maybe, somehow, ...someway he can fix this.
Salem disagreed and shook his head No. He thanked Cash for giving him the chance to be in ZT and thanked him for offering to help out Claire.
Cop: Salem Shepard - you're under arrest for the murder of Nick Torres. We'll be taking you into custody and getting you transfered to Houston. Place your hands behind your back please.
Claire screamed out and tried to latch herself back to her brother but Jason Cash and Crazy J held her back. To their surprise, she was pretty strong and it took more effort than they had anticipated.
Crazy J: Babe, it'll be ok.
Crazy J pulled her close and she put her face in his chest and continued to bawl as J held her tight. Salem turned around and willingly put his hands behind his back as he was cuffed. He took one last glance at the people in the kitchen: Crazy J, Jason Cash, Nicole, and his sister Claire - who couldnt see him with her face pressed against Crazy J's chest. He nodded at them and Jason and J returned the nod with disappointed looks on their faces. Tears started to run down Nicoles cheeks, not because Salem was going to jail, but because Nicole was more worried about Claire and how she would cope with her only living relative behind bars for God-knows-how-long. The cops started filing out of the kitchen and the few remaining officers frisked Shep one more time before they led him out of the house. Cash followed them and watched out the window as they put Shep in the back of the car and started to wipe the paint off his face. Cash had never seen Salem without his paint before, but that thought never crossed his mind as he shook his head in disappointment. A few minutes later the cars pulled out of the drive and disappeared down the street.
And Salem Schizo Shepard was gone.
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Salem Shepards Mugshot. Taken 1/25/17