"I'll ask what happen before I arrest a person," Ebony said studying the booth guy who eyes followed their conversation.
"Not him," Get It Right said. "The walrus on the ground."
"Turn around," Ebony said pulling handcuffs from the compartment on her belt. Get It Right's crew surrounded Ebony.
"I'll take all your ass down ," Ebony twisted Get It Right a couple times. The men withdrawn back to the entrance of the party. She sat Get It Right on the grass.
"This crap is foul," Get It Right said brushing his pants off trying to reach underneath.
"What happen here?" Ebony asked the guy at the booth. He took a seat inside it. Control by Janet Jackson played behind them. She got a glanced of the daughter going up and down on the merry go round horse. She wasn't much to kill somebody over.
"Get It Right shot the man and why?" Ebony asked.
"He didn't shoot Mr. Martin," the booth guy said. "I gave his ticket to Get It Right,"
"What is your name?" Ebony asked.
"What happen, Mr.Simmons?"
"Get It Right hadn't purchase a ticket and tickets were sold out. Mr. Martin argued for his ticket back," Mr. Simmons said, "It's my fault he work himself into a heart attack."
"I need you to make a statements on the events that happen at the precinct," Ebony said while Get It Right struggle to stand. EMS sped through the teacher's parking lot. Three paramedics dropped to their knees with gear to examine Mr. Martin.
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