Chapter Three

Chapter 3: Genesis


Genesis walked into Lieutenant Jonathan Prado’s office. She could feel everyone’s eyes on her. They had all been staring from the moment she had arrived back from the hospital. Genesis was already nervous and the stares were not making it any easier. If Chris had been with her it would be a little easier but he said he had things to do.

“Close the door and have a seat,” Lieutenant Prado said.

Jonathan Prado was a handsome man. It was like God himself had hand sculpted him. He was of Cuban decent and had retained his accent even after twenty years in the US. He was the type of man that women tended to lose the ability to speak around. Which was why she was nervous about being asked into his office.

Genesis followed instructions and closed the door and then took a seat across from his desk.

“You look well,” he said.

Brown eyes locked with hers. She was finding it very hard to sit still. She hoped that he couldn’t see her blush.

“Yeah. I’m fine. I told Chris that I didn’t need to go to the emergency room.” Wow. She couldn’t believe that she had managed to get that out. Her mouth was extremely dry.

“From what I heard of today’s events, Chris was right in making sure that you got checked out,” he said.

Genesis tried to swallow around the lump in her throat. “Well, the doctor said I’m okay.”

“Yes. I can see that.” He seemed to look right through her. “We can’t say the same thing about Mr. Washburn.” He looked down at his desk.

For a split second she had forgotten all about Mark Washburn. Lieutenant Prado picked up a piece of paper from his desk. “Mr. Washburn has a broken jaw along with several other bruises and scratches conclusive with being in a fight. He has two broken ribs and a fractured tibia which seems to be a result of the fall you two took.” He put down the paper and looked at her.

“Damn.” Did I really just say that?

“Damn indeed, considering your lack of injuries.” His eyes bore into her.

“I have injuries,” Genesis blurted before she realized it. For some reason today she was having a hard time keeping her mouth shut. He didn’t say anything just stared at her. So she continued. “I have a cut on the back of my neck from the fall and these bruises from when he was choking me.” Her injuries did not compare to Washburn’s but she felt this urge to let him know that she hadn’t walked away completely unharmed. Maybe it was because she was feeling a little like a freak due to the lack of injuries.

Genesis’ hair was back in its standard ponytail so her neck was pretty visible.

He finally looked away and opened a drawer in the desk. He removed a small digital camera. He stood and crossed the room until he was standing in front of her.

“Don’t move.” Okay. He aimed the camera at her and took three pictures. She felt weird with him snapping photos of her, mainly because she wanted to take the camera and snap photos of him. He should be in a magazine not in a police station. Genesis tried to stop her wayward thoughts.

He then moved behind her. He took the tail end of her ponytail and moved it so that it was hanging over her shoulder. She could feel his fingers touch her neck as he removed the bandage. She hoped he didn’t feel the involuntary shudder that ran through her body. He didn’t seem to notice.

The bandage was gone and her wound was exposed. He took two photos. “Stay still.” He walked back over to his desk. He put the camera back into its drawer and then turned his back to her. When he turned back around she noticed that he had a first aid kit in his hands.

He crossed back over to Genesis and gently re-bandaged her wound.

Wound safely secured under a new bandage, he took his seat.

“I’m giving you a couple of days off.” Lieutenant Prado said.

“Excuse me,” Genesis asked. She was really hoping that she didn’t hear him right. “I’m fine I don’t need any time off.”

“I think you do and so does the Commissioner,” he said.

“Wait a minute. Am I being suspended?” He didn’t need to answer the question because she already knew the answer. “Why? I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You ignored an order from your superior and chased after a man when your police cruiser was within distance. The man has suffered injuries that requires him to remain in the hospital while you have suffered a scratch.”

Unbelievable. They were punishing her because she wasn’t hurt on the job. What sense did that make? She felt herself getting angry.

“So because I didn’t break like he did I’m getting punished?” She couldn’t help but voice her thoughts aloud.

“I’m sure if you take a second to calm down you can see the bigger picture here,” he said. His face gave nothing more away.

After a second what he was trying to say sunk in.

“He’s trying to say that I used excessive force?” As she said the words she knew that was exactly the case.

The Commissioner had really been cracking down on police brutality claims. It was a touchy subject.

“Right now he’s not saying anything. He hasn’t woken up.” Lieutenant Prado said calmly.

“But you guys want to come out a head of this in case he does.”

“I hope you understand,” he said.

She was mad, really mad but she understood. “So how long am I suspended?”

“We will talk again on Monday and take it from there.”

There was nothing more to say. Because something weird was going on with her, she was being suspended from her job. A job she didn’t even want in the beginning. She stood to leave but he stopped her before she could get out.

“I’m going to need your badge and gun.” Unbelievable.

Genesis removed her badge and gun and placed them on his desk. She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her. She didn’t want to stay in this office a moment longer so she found her escape.

Nothing had changed since she first stepped into Lieutenant Prado’s office. Everyone was once again staring at her. After everything that had just happened she was not in the mood. She walked as calmly as she could muster through the station.

She just needed to get to the locker room and then out of there.

She felt the threat of tears starting to build. What will she do if she completely lost this job?

It wasn’t the dream. Being a lawyer was the dream but at the moment that wasn’t a possibility. This job paid well and it allowed her to do what she needed to do to take care of her sisters. If she didn’t have this job what was she left with? Retail? Restaurants?

There was nothing wrong with working in restaurants. Hell. Jonah worked in a restaurant. It was just that she thought it would be taking a step back if she did.

“Are you okay?” Genesis nearly jumped out of her skin at the voice.

She turned around and found Officer Tina Greene at her locker. She hadn’t heard anyone enter.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” Genesis turned back around and finished changing.

“I heard about what happened.”

“What are you talking about?” She didn’t mean to but her voice rose a few octaves.

“The whole thing that happened with the guy you tried to arrest,” she said innocently.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about. First, I didn’t try to arrest him, I did.” Genesis didn’t know why she felt the need to clarify things but the fact that people were gossiping about her was really pissing her off. “Second, you might want to try minding your own business.”

Tina jumped at the infliction in Genesis’ voice. She turned back to her own locker.

She didn’t deserve Genesis’ wrath but she was the only one in the room.

Genesis stormed out of the locker room fully dressed in street clothes and ran into a solid form. She looked up and stared into Chris’ face. This was the person she was mad at.

“Hey. Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, no thanks to you.”


“Did you know?”

He looked away. When he looked back he looked sorry. “Yeah.”

“How could you?” She was so mad at him. She felt like he had stabbed her in the back.

“I didn’t do anything but my job. If you had listened to me we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

“You’re supposed to be my friend.”

“I’m your superior.”

“You never have to worry about me making that mistake again.” She stormed past him.

She knew that she was acting like a child but she was so mad. She couldn’t blame it on him but for right now she would. It was the only way she knew how to channel her anger. She had never been this upset before.

As she walked away from Chris she noticed that everyone was still staring at her. She wanted to go off on them but she knew that causing a scene would probably not be the best thing to do. At least there was still some part of her brain that was thinking rationally.

She pushed open the glass door that lead to the outside world and it shattered. She looked down at the shards of broken glass and up at the frame. It was hanging from the hinges. Did I do that? She looked behind her and everyone was watching.

So much for getting them to stop staring at me.

“Are you okay?” Chris was standing beside her.


“I’ll get someone to clean this up. It was probably loose,” he said. He didn’t seem to think that she had broken the door.

She didn’t know what else to say so she just turned and left.


Isis stepped into the apartment and let out a sigh of relief. She was starting to feel better and more like herself. She didn’t know what happened while she was at work but she was happy to be home where she felt safe.

“Who is that?” Genesis called from the living room.

She had expected Genesis to be asleep but she was happy that she was awake because she needed to talk to her. She then suddenly remembered that Genesis had been at the hospital, which meant something had happened.

She walked the few short steps it took and into the living room. Genesis was standing in front of the couch. She had changed out of her uniform and was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt.

“What are you doing home?” Genesis asked.

“I wasn’t feeling good. Hey, what happened today?” she asked. She walked over to stand in front of Genesis.

Genesis didn’t seem to hear her question. “What? Are you okay?” she asked. She pressed the back of her hand to Isis’ forehead. “You don’t feel warm.”

“I feel better now,” she said.

“Well what was wrong?” Genesis instinctively jumped into the big sister/mother role that she had perfected over the years.

“I was feeling dizzy and I was forgetting things. Actually I still don’t remember everything that happened while I was at the hospital.” Her earlier concerns about Genesis’ presence in the hospital were momentarily forgotten. Like her, Isis jumped into a familiar role. The little-sister-take-care-of-me role. Letting Genesis take care of her was nothing new. It was what she was good at.

“What? Did you let somebody check you out?” Genesis ushered Isis to sit down and sat beside her.

“No, I didn’t let anybody check me out. I’m fine.”

“If you’re so fine why did you leave work?”

“Because when I was there I wasn’t feeling well.” Isis remembered that Genesis had been in the hospital. “It’s probably because I was so focused on trying to figure out why you were there.” Isis tried to turn the conversation around.

Isis watched as Genesis’ expression changed. She got her. Time to get back to her original concern. Besides, that could be why she hadn’t been feeling well.

“What happened to you today? Why were you in the hospital?”

Genesis hesitated. “No secrets, remember?” Isis tried to urge her on.

“I chased a perp today and we kind of fell over a banister from the third floor.” Genesis said.

Isis was not expecting that. “What? Kind of fell? How do you kind of fall? OHMYGOD! Are you okay? Did you break anything? Why aren’t you still in the hospital? Why would they let you go?” Isis was hurling questions at Genesis at lighting speed.

Isis couldn’t believe that Genesis fell over a banister.

“I’m fine.” Genesis tried to stop her stampede of questions. “I did get a nasty gash on the back of my neck.”

Isis slowly moved to look at the back of her neck. She didn’t want to hurt Genesis if she was in any pain. She was grateful to see the bandage on Genesis’ neck, happy that she hadn’t removed it.

Genesis had always been the protector, even when they were really young. No matter what she always tried to be the strong one. She would brag about the fact that she never got sick or hurt. So hearing about what had happened to her made Isis want to cry.

“I’ll change the bandage later.” Isis tried to calm herself down because she didn’t want to upset Genesis.

“Okay,” she said.

“What about these bruises on your neck?”

Isis frowned at the bruises on Genesis’ neck. They were as defined as they were when she saw them in the hospital. The thing was, it looked like they were fading. Isis blinked, trying to clear her eyes.

“The guy was choking me right before we fell.” Genesis said calmly, almost a little too calmly.

“Really? Does it hurt?” Isis looked back at the bruises. What she saw was impossible. The marks were almost completely invisible.

“Yeah. He’s actually still in the hospital.”

“Oh.” Isis stopped herself from saying ‘good’. She knew it was insensitive. “Did you break anything?”

“No. Nothing’s broken.” Isis let out a sigh of relief. “ That’s not all.” Genesis looked like she wasn’t sure if she should keep talking. Isis was not sure it could get worse.

“What is it?” Isis probed.

“Um, I sort of got shot. Like four times.” Genesis said slowly making sure Isis heard every word.