"Five, four, three..."
Michael watched as the countdown ticked on his phone.
"Here he comes, Malek Ramsey." Shina Fasse panted heavily, running up with her chest heaving.
A white man followed her, dressed in a pink suit, with slicked-back hair gelled heavily, giving him an ostentatious and slightly gaudy appearance.
Shina Fasse pointed to the white man behind her and said, "Mr. Jette, this is Malek Ramsey whom you're looking for.
I've brought him to you."
Michael asked, "Are you Malek Ramsey?"
"Yes." The man in the pink suit nodded, pursing his lips, "What do you want with me?"
Michael said, "According to our investigation, you are suspected of posting terroristic threats online. We need to take you in for questioning."
Malek Ramsey shook his head, "I didn't do that, you must have the wrong person."
"Do you have an account called New York Lollipop?"
"Yes."
