I was steaming as I paced back and forth behind the sliding cell door. I was waiting to be released. I couldn’t believe the mess I was in, and over a damn man. I had been charged with assault and then thrown in a cage at the Second District police station in Chicago.
The holding cell was overcrowded and the caged women were on edge. Ashley, my business partner, needed to hurry up and bail me out. There was an argument between two women about a jailhouse problem breaking out, but that didn’t matter to me. I had my own issues to deal with. As I continued to pace impatiently, I tuned out their cussing...