"whatcha gon do when shit hit the fed
take it like a man or snitch like a bitch
whatcha gon do when shit hit the fan
pray to God, go hard or lay up in the morgue".

(thank you to CERIGINAL  for giving me a song for this chapter, lord knows I was struggling for one lol)

the third precinct yonkers police department were currently working on their murder investigation of the OS13 gang that occurred back in late september. they were working together with the south bronx precincts to figure out who was responsible for the murders. the investigation has been ongoing and they were finally starting to get to who did it.

"we are bringing slyvia greene to the interviews. she was the main witness and her describing those hoodied up individuals is our key to figuring out who did this" yonkers police chief adam williamson explained to everyone.

"she doesn't know who exactly did it, all we know is that three people in hoodies and masks were responsible. they were covered up head to toe, even their hands" bronx cop henry glassman said.

"which is why we are awaiting on the security film from that night of the bronx club shooting. once we see the footage, it'll give us a clue of who did this. the people that the gang went to antagonize at that club would definitely want to get their revenge the next day" williamson explained. "sylvia will figure it out when she sees them, i'm sure she could tell by height who they were".

"but according to that news report it wasn't exactly slyvia that saw the ones in hoodies and masks, it was another person that went disclosed. slyvia only heard the rapid amount of gunshots" another bronx cop jason cook told williamson.

"when we meet with slyvia tomorrow, we will ask her if she directly saw the people" williamson told everyone. "we are still meeting with her though as she once again is the main witness".

a cop from the south bronx precinct named oscar hernandez walked into the room with a cd in his hand. chief williamson's eyes widened as he was starting to realize what the cd was, and he was very pleased with the major development.

"is this it?!" williamson asked hernandez.

"yes. finally got ahold of it, it's live and in color. should give us a major clue on who it could be" he told him.

the other cops wheeled in a tv with a dvd player and hernandez put the cd in to start up the security footage from that friday night. he fast forwarded to when everything went down and when he got there, he stopped at the confrontation emilio had with jackie and desean.

"okay pause!" williamson told hernandez. "who are those two?".

"according to the facial analysis....." the yonkers cop umar terran began to say. "jackson taylor and desean jones. but remember, jones was the one that got wounded at the scene. a gunshot to the shoulder".

"and he was in the hospital for a couple weeks because he had to get surgery on his shoulder" glassman added.

"okay.... write jackson taylor down then" williamson said. "continue the video hernandez".

he pressed play and they went through the whole confrontation which led to the gunshots firing out. oscar fast forwarded a little bit more until he got onto two men shooting out guns, those men being shiny and terrence.

"terrence mayfield and tyrone jenkins" terran told them. shiny and terrence were now suspects.

the video continued and right when they were going to catch more people on camera, the footage was halted by a blackout. the footage completely went black, and it's due to someone shooting at the security camera from the side.

".... what the hell?! what happened?!" williamson exclaimed.

"someone shot at the security camera in the club, there's no more footage from the inside" hernandez told him.

"they don't have no other security cameras?! what kind of dump?!" williamson wondered.

"there's another security camera that we gathered from outside" hernandez said. "a camera from the back of the club where some gang members were found".

that tape was put in and began to play. what was shown was roman and iman running out of the club and roman shooting back at the gang members while holding iman to protect her.

"who are those two?" williamson wondered.

"roman anoa'i and his wife iman anoa'i" terran told him.

"hmm.... a modern day bonnie and clyde" one yonkers cop chuckled.

"this roman anoa'i character sounds real familiar..." williamson said. he had a frown on his face from thinking and once he realized who he could be, he knew what he had to do.

"let's list him as public enemy one".

and that's what he did. roman, iman, shiny, terrence, and jackie were all officially listed as suspects in the OS13 murder. three of them actually did that murder, and two of them know about it. the crime perpetrators and the accessories to match.

meanwhile at the warehouse, roman had just got the call that he had to go to the police interviews in yonkers tomorrow. he also learned that shiny, terrence, and jackie would be joining him. he was pissed of course, but he wasn't nervous at all. he's been doing this for too long to get caught up, and it wasn't happening now.

the only thing that was his concern was iman's reaction to this. lord knows that she was gonna be pissed about being interviewed by the police, especially when it comes to being a suspect in a murder. she still hates talking about the club shooting and hates that it all went down while she and her friends were present. she was definitely gonna be furious at this.

roman just had to think of a great way to tell her. it wasn't gonna be pretty, but he had to tell her.

it was another late night and roman just got home from the warehouse. by this time iman had just finished putting jianni to sleep and was about to head to sleep herself when her husband walked through the bedroom door.

"hey" iman smiled when she saw him.

"hey baby" roman said, sweetening up to her first before he had to tell her the news. he even sealed it with a kiss.

"and hello other baby" he added, kissing iman's belly. "what were you doing before I got here?".

"just finished putting jianni to sleep and then I was about to go to sleep myself" she told him.

"can we watch a movie before you do?" roman asked her.

"I might fall asleep but sure, find one" she said.

roman did just that and the two were soon watching ocean's eleven. as iman was laid in roman's chest, he peeped that she was starting to drift off. she couldn't fall asleep now especially when he still had to tell her about the police interviews. she'll be even more pissed if he told her last minute tomorrow so he might as well tell her now and let her sleep the anger off.

"wait iman before you go to sleep I have to tell you something" he began to say.

"what's up?" she wondered.

"okay so.... tomorrow I have to go to yonkers for a police interview" he told her. "they're questioning me about the murder of that gang I basically wiped out".

"oh my god....." she sighed. "they know it's you?!".

"no no they're interviewing other people it's not just me" he said.

"..... they're also interviewing you".

"what?!" she exclaimed.

"they wanna interview you as well. they must've caught us on the security cameras when I was shooting back at the gang at the club the night before and saw you beside me so they're counting you as a suspect for when we shot up their house" he explained to her, and iman's whole facial expression changed.

"what the fuck roman, why am I being questioned?!" she exclaimed getting louder.

"iman I literally just told you why" he said.

"you got me wrapped up in you're fucking bullshit and now i'm about to get interrogated and harassed by the police!" she said, basically shouting now.

"me?! hold up don't be playing the blame game with me iman" roman scoffed.

"yes you roman if you weren't involved in this drug shit I wouldn't even have to deal with being a suspect and possibly getting ARRESTED on murder charges, and neither would you!" she yelled.

"what I do to keep your ass under a damn roof and to make sure you continue to buy all of those goddamn purses has nothing to do with a bunch of assholes showing up on MY turf trying to start shit" roman snapped back at her.

"they got what they deserved, they're gone cause of me! don't try to blame me when I was protecting my own, and that includes you because your ass would've gotten shot up if it wasn't for me!".

iman gave roman a dirty look and turned the tv off and the lights. she turned on the other side of the bed and didn't say another word. that last sentence just pissed her all the way off and she didn't even wanna deal with roman.

"iman please don't start this I didn't even say anything malicious" roman groaned.

"roman you know that shooting had me messed up and here you are throwing in my face that I could've died that night" iman spat at him. "fuck off completely".

roman quietly groaned, not wanting to start another problem with iman and just went to sleep. he was honestly thinking that his attitude had gotten a lot better considering that any other time he would've clapped back at her and they would've been in a full blown yelling argument.

but then again, they were still arguing and just like any other time iman was mad at him and was giving him the silent treatment. so some things never change.

it was the next day and roman and iman were getting ready to head to yonkers for the interviews. iman was still giving roman the cold treatment which he hated but he also knew iman was good for holding a grudge, especially towards him.

he finished getting ready first and he went into the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee. while he was in there, iman walked in. for someone that was so mad about this, she was dressed all the way down in saint laurent, capping it off with some louboutins.

"you look good iman" roman told her.

"thank you" she said to him. "if I gotta do this shit I might as well look cute while doing so right?".

"right" roman agreed.

"so I take it as you're not mad at me anymore....?". she turned around at him with a look on her face, not saying anything to him but just looking at him.

"cmon iman I swear I didn't mean for it to come off like that. you were just berating me about my shit and you know I hate when you do that" roman explained to her.

"still didn't have to throw it in my face like that" iman scoffed. "that was a dickhead thing to do".

"look i'm sorry iman, cause honestly that night had me fucked up too. you being in that club man.... if anything would've happened to you, I don't know what I would do" he told her.

iman didn't say anything and before she turned back around, roman came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist nuzzling his face in her neck.

"roman what are you doing?" iman chuckled.

"do you forgive me baby?" he asked her, kissing her neck.

"sex isn't getting you out of this one if that's what you're trying to get at" she groaned.

"no, I just want you to not be mad at me. for once I am begging for you to forgive me" he said. "see! i'm not even being stubborn, you are but i'm not".

iman laughed at roman begging for her to forgive him. she always found it funny when a man begged, especially for her. she did like this specific begging through, roman kissing on her neck was definitely satisfying her at the moment.

"okay fine.... I forgive you" she said.

roman turned her around and gave her a passionate kiss. honestly, he was just happy that they weren't gonna argue or be tense towards each other today. he didn't need any type of problems going into that police interview.

"don't you two have somewhere to be this morning?" julianne asked the couple as she walked into the kitchen.

"we weren't gonna do anything" iman chuckled. "I mean i'm already pregnant so it's like-".

"that ain't stopping nobody!" roman exclaimed. "pregnant women can still have sex".

"well we aren't having it now" iman said. "now get your coffee and let's go! if i'm gonna have to do this I don't wanna be late".

roman laughed and finished making his coffee, putting it in a thermos cup. afterwards the two then left their penthouse to drive twenty three minutes to yonkers.

"don't forget what I told you iman, just hold it down and don't break AT ALL" roman told her as they arrived at the police department. "and most of all, don't snitch".

"now why would I snitch on you roman? I don't want you going down for shit" iman said.

"just in case, this IS your first rodeo around these parts" he said.

"and it will be the last" she scoffed. "you need to make a list of all the clubs that you have ties with, cause I will never get caught up like this again".

"guess you aren't gonna have any places to go" he shrugged.

iman put her saint laurent sunglasses on and they got out of the car and walked inside. police departments always made iman uneasy, anything could happen while you're here. add it with the fact that she's dealing with roman and his shit, she was really uneasy.

"you okay iman? your hands are getting warm" roman asked her.

"I just hate being in places like this that's all" iman told him. "police stations and hospital waiting rooms".

"just relax baby you gonna be good, and so am I" roman told her.

"hey roman" shiny said to him as he approached them. terrence and jackie followed.

"damn who is this?" jackie smirked, looking up and down at iman like he wanted her.

"my wife, and if you look at her like that again it will be the last time you look at anything" roman warned.

"alright roman calm down" iman scoffed. "it's not that serious i'm sure he didn't know. you keep me a damn secret anyways".

she could tell too, especially since shiny and terrence were just staring at her. they weren't stating at her sexually like jackie but they were just astonished that she was present. this was the one of the rare times they actually saw her in person.

"hi shiny and terrence, nice to see you two" iman said.

"you too" terrence said, giving out his hand for a handshake. iman shook both of their hands.

"okay anyways, I hope y'all are ready. y'all know what to do right?" roman said.

"don't fold" jackie said.

"i'm glad you know" roman said. "but it's all good, we all gonna be good".

"i'll make sure of it".

the interviews were going on and so far jackie and shiny went in. things seemed to have gone well and now they were just waiting for terrence to be finished. iman was after terrence and then it was roman. iman was still very nervous but she knew she didn't do anything, and she also knew that she wasn't letting roman go down. she got this.

terrence was finished with his questioning and next up was iman. before she went in, roman gave her a kiss to ease her nerves as he could read her nervousness very well.

"I love you" he whispered.

"I love you too" she said back.

iman went into the room where all the policemen were and they all stared her down. she kept her head held high and made sure to never fold and to stay down for herself and for roman.

"hello mrs. anoa'i" chief williamson said to her. "please sit down".

iman sat down and took her sunglasses off to look at the three police officers that were across from her. she took a deep breath and prepared for the questions.

"so, on the night of sepetember twenty sixth in yonkers, new york at around ten forty pm, there was a house shooting on oak street which resulted in the entirety of the OS13 gang being murdered, along with a few civilians... have you heard about this before? like say, on the news?" officer glassman asked her.

"yes on the news. I remember seeing it on eyewitness news that night" iman lied, she obviously lied.

"what were you doing that saturday night? were you at home? at a friends'? at another location?" they asked her again.

"I was at home, I was at home the entire day" she said.

"and you were at home because you were traumatized by the events of the night before right?" chief williamson asked her.

"i'm sorry what?!" iman said confused.

"we saw that you were at the dangerousss club that night of the first OS13 related shooting, you stayed home the next day because you were traumatized by the shooting yes?!" he asked again.

"I stayed home because I had no plans that saturday night, when I don't have plans, I stay home" iman said sternly.

"why were you at the dangerousss club that night? I mean it's a strip club, why would a woman be at a gentlemen's club?" williamson wondered.

"I was out with my friends and we decided to go to a club, I can go to a gentlemen's club if I wanted to, which I wanted to" iman told him.

"or was it because you were there to meet up with your husband roman anoa'i who was also at the club?" williamson said.

"ma'am, the reason why you are here today is because we caught you and your husband on the security footage leaving the club that night. you two went through the back and we also saw that your husband was shooting at the OS13 gang".

officer hernandez played the security footage for iman and iman saw everything. she saw roman shooting back at the gang as he held her to protect her. she hated reliving that moment, especially when at a point she thought that she or even roman was gonna die. she kept it together thought and knew not to fold.

"i'm sure you know this because you're his wife, why was roman shooting at the gang? why were you with him if you were out with friends? if you wanted to protect yourself i'm sure you would've just left without him instead of putting yourself in danger right? unless you planned on meeting with roman all along and leave with him as he planned to kill the gang" williamson said.

"I was terrified for my life that night so the fact that you would even think that I had something to do with killing that gang is unbelievable. I had nothing to do with it and neither did my husband" iman said in a bit of a rage.

"maybe if you cops did your job then you would realize that the gang was shooting at me and my husband first which is why he even shot back at them. it's called self defense, and you as a cop should know that very, very well".

"oh really, if your husband had nothing to do with it then where was he the night of the house shooting in yonkers?" he asked her.

"my husband was right at home with me and my daughter. we spent our saturday having family time and watching movies, like we always do" iman said.

"you really think your husband is so innocent" williamson chuckled.

"he is" iman said with a smirk.

"okay, we're gonna find out in a few minutes once we speak to him" he said. "you're dismissed".

iman got up from her seat and put her sunglasses back on. she walked out of the room feeling a bit confident, even though she lied like a sinner in church.

she walked back out to the room and looked at roman. she nodded her head to signal that everything was good, and once roman's name was called he walked into the interrogation room. williamson already had a little smirk on his face, he's been waiting for this one.

roman was public enemy number one after all.

"well, well, well... roman anoa'i" williamson chuckled. "have a seat please".

roman, being the cocky bastard that he is sat down with ease and already knew he was gonna take a breeze with this shit. he's already had it in his mind that he was gonna get off free, and he was feeling good.

"let's just cut to the chase anoa'i, we all know why we're here. we all know why you're here" williamson said to him. "the night of the yonkers shooting, and you're the main one that we're looking at".

"oh really? why is that?!" roman asked in a cocky tone.

"i've heard some things about you anoa'i, you aren't as innocent as you're trying to lead on..." he said.

"we're real accusatory today aren't we?!" roman chuckled. "you're just gonna pin this on me without asking me the proper questions and all!".

".... on the night of september twenty fifth at the dangerousss club in the south bronx there was a shooting that involved the OS13 gang and a couple others, that included jackson taylor, terrence mayfield, tyrone jenkins, and yourself" he explained.

they played the security footage again of him and iman going out of the club through the back door and roman shooting at the gang members. he had no feelings about rewatching the tape, all he saw was him saving the day and killing a bunch of bastards that should've stayed on their turf.

"so mr. anoa'i, why were you at the dangerousss club that night? and why did you have a gun on you at a club?" williamson asked him. "did you plan on inciting violence that night?".

"I have a right to have a gun on me everywhere I go because I have a license for one" roman lied (he didn't have a gun license). "and I was at the club because I wanted to go".

"but you have a wife, why would you be at a strip club if you have a wife? isn't that cheating?" williamson asked him.

"it isn't cheating if you aren't messing with the strippers, which I wasn't doing. I saw my wife later in the night anyways so all was well and she was fine with me being there" roman told them.

"I was there to have a good time and unfortunately things went left. then when me and my wife were trying to escape the tragic situation, gang members began to shoot at me and my wife in an attempt to kill us. so out of self defense, I began to shoot back to save myself and my wife".

roman said that as professional as possible. he actually had to act like he was innocent instead of being a cocky asshole about everything, although that was gonna continue later.

"the night of september twenty sixth at around ten forty pm, there was a house shooting on oak street that resulted in the OS13 gang and a few civilians dead. where were you the night of september twenty sixth?" williamson asked him again.

"at home with my wife spending time with our daughter, watching movies as we always do" roman said. what's funny is that he and iman didn't even plan to do that, he just said it. he just knew iman very well to know that she would tell them that.

"it backs up what his wife said" glassman told williamson.

"so you're telling me that on the night of september twenty sixth, you were home with your family. you were also home the entire day yes?" williamson asked yet again.

"yes, I was home all day" roman told him.

williamson thought about what everyone said. jackie said he was at his girl's house (a lie), shiny said that he was at his mom's house for a family function (a true lie), terrence said that he was at home (a more true lie), and iman and roman said they were at home as well.

iman was the only one that was telling the truth.

williamson knew he was losing, but he had one more trick up his sleeve to try and convict someone, specifically roman.

sylvia greene.

everyone stood behind the police layout as the cops brought sylvia greene into the room to look at the suspects. this could make or break, and williamson knew that if sylvia could figure out who could've possibly done this, he could crack them down.

"so ms. greene, is there a way that you could identify who was responsible for the murders of the OS13 gang?" williamson asked her.

sylvia looked hard at the suspects trying to figure it out. the truth of the matter is that she couldn't really tell. like she said on the news, all she heard were gunshots. she didn't even bother looking out of the window trying to figure out who it was or could be. she really didn't know.

she looked harder again to try and help the cops with their investigation but she really didn't know. after a few more minutes of silence, she just gave up.

"I sadly don't know. I can't tell who it could've been" she told the cops.

"are you sure?" williamson asked her.

".... yes, i'm sure" sylvia said to them. "all I heard were gunshots, nothing else".

and with that, roman once again got away with murder.

after lunch at the smith, roman and iman came back home. roman was in a good mood. not only did he get off murder yet again, he was also happy that iman held it down for him and made sure not to fold. she got through everything like a champ.

iman walked into the room and once she put her purse down, roman swooped her up by her feet and began to kiss her.

"you've been so happy since we left" iman laughed.

"yeah cause of you! you did good baby i'm so proud of you" roman smiled.

"did you really think that I was gonna snitch?" she wondered, giving him a look.

"I thought you would let your nerves take over, but you didn't. you went in there with ease and held it down, my ride or die" he said. "I love you so much".

he kissed her again and laid her down on the bed. kisses began to transfer from her face to her neck and iman, quickly realizing what was going on stopped him.

"you wanna have sex so bad" she groaned.

"well, now I do" he said. "i'm in a good mood and you looked fine as hell today so.... i'm really horny right now iman please".

"you've been begging for me a lot today" iman smirked. "I like it".

iman kissed him again and the two went into bliss as they did what they did best together, make love.

clothes were scattered all over the floor and iman was fast asleep beside roman. they just finished having sex not too long ago and iman was knocked out. roman was still awake, and he was about to make a phone call.

"hello?" the person said on the phone.

"so we're all in the clear right? we don't have to worry about the case no more yes?" roman asked them as he got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

"yeah you're all are good. williamson is pissed but he'll get over it. you, your wife, and your people are in the clear. depending on how things go we might even close the case and leave it unsolved" he told them. it was clearly a cop, but who?

"cool.... thank you glassman. thank cook for me too, held a guy down" roman said.

"always.... you've been doing the bronx good for years, why would we let you go out like that? besides those dudes were clearly off their territory, they came to the wrong spot with the wrong one" officer glassman told roman, gassing his head up even more.

"exactly" roman chuckled. "when I step out later i'll leave you and cook your payments in your mailboxes".

"will my white shit also be in there?" glassman wondered.

"of course, it's on the house too. don't worry about the pay, you've done enough for us today" roman said.

"thank you so much roman, enjoy yourself and say hi to the wife for me" glassman told him.

"bye glassman" roman said to him, hanging up the phone. he had a huge smirk on his face and laughed at how he was able to get away with everything. he was really so powerful.

he got back in bed with iman and snuggled under her, kissing her neck and proceeding to take his own nap.

he was sleeping well, sleeping well knowing he had new york and its corrupt police system in the palm of his hands.