Going to Jail
The first thing they did was grab me away from the cop/client....push me up against the wall and yanked my right shirt sleve off my shoulder.
"Yup, it's her" I hear the cop say. They just id'ed me off my tatoo, which means this is not a normal bust.
Next thing I know all my girls and me are sitting on the large sofa and the two men....the guy who was in with the Russian girls and the cop/client are on the love seat.
I look at the cop/client and say, "what do you think we're stupid? Just get up and go with your co-workers we know your a cop".
He looks at me, looks at the cop in the white shirt running things, shrugs gets up and walks away.
I say to the real client, I'm so sorry. He says no worry they came in after he heard the knock so they were both dressed and on the way out the door.
At this point my cell phone rings. Of course it's in my right hand. I see it's "Joe". I don't answer because at this point they are a bit too close.
I look around and like 3 officers are in each bedroom, all going through the closets. All you see on the floor are condoms and sex toys.
Phone rings again, Again I see "Joes" number on my caller ID. Shit.....here we go, it has to be done.
I flip open the phone. "Joe" it's a bust DO NOT COME UP......" That was all I could get out before they tackled me, took my phone and cuffed me.
Now I'm the only one cuffed. Oh well. At least I kept "Joe" out of the bullshit.
Now they put us all on the dog chain and escorted us downstairs. With the amount of people down there you'd of thunk it was a terrorist attack.
As I'm being lead out I see "Joe". "April.....what do you want me to do?"
Call the lawyer and set aside some bail money. I knew they had me on promotion this time, no two ways about it, plus what ever else they'd try and come up with.
They bring us to the PD, we all get booked and finger printed, then led to a holding cell for the 7 of us.
The ADA was waiting on us. NEVER talk to an ADA....NEVER.
He tells me he's just looking for drug or weapon info and if that there is something I or my girls could help them with, or info we might have that is heavier than what we do...he'd tell the judge we co-operated.
I'm playing the game my dumb blonde act is out in force. He gets frustrated puts me back in the cell and starts talking to the girls one by one.
Apparently after the BS with Karina, she DID go to the cops. She told them I was forcing her to "work" and refused to pay her. She also said I sell the girls drugs.
With that info they got a search warrent and had been watching the premises for 3 days.
Apparently after client went up and came back down, they would approach them with threats of exposure and the clients would give up what they knew reguarding the apt and procedures.
They were charging me with asault, promotion of prostitution of AND they found a 1/2 oz of weed in the closet.
Bail was set at 10,000. Lawyer was paid in full 15,000. Now problem was to get the "assurity bond" proving where the hell my money was from.
The girls all walked with soliciting charges.
This took 8..........EIGHT very long days, while sitting on Rikers Island.
All I can say is.......... You REALLY learn who your friends are at times like this!
Oh, and one more thing.
No mater how much an ADA pisses your off.....NEVER and I mean NEVER call him a little weazle, especially when he is only 5'3" and especially not in front of his underlings.