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    “Bingo! You better fuckin’ believe it. You have no business robbing that truck!”
    I closed my eyes attempting to digest what was coming out of he r mouth. When I told her about the job Sway and I had planned yesterday, I didn’t expect that reaction at all.
    “I have n o business robbing that truck?” I pointed a finger at my chest. “That is my business. I take care of my business for a living woman, or did you forget that?”
    “Why in the world would you do that? Huh? Tell me that! We have millions of dollars, we jus’ starte d a family and you don’t need the money…Sway does!” She flicked ashes into the air.
    Who was this woman? I looked up at the night sky to see if I could spot the space ship that dropped the gorgeous alien off at my pool.
    “What is with everybody tellin’ me how much money I need, or how much money I have? I can count. I know how much money I have and it ain’t enough. As far as Sway goes, he’s my brother and his family is my family. What kind of man would I be if I’m eatin’ good, but my niggas is rationing out food in their camp? Huh? We have millions of dollars partly because of Sway. When you were locked in the storage room who got you out? When you were bleeding on the bathroom floor who called the paramedics? Sway, that’s who, and now you want me to check out on him? That ain’t me baby. When shit gets thick you ain’t gotta look for me.”
    Angelique stared back at me defiantly. “Things are not the same as they were Tyce. We have Khari now and we have to start thinkin’ differently. I don’t want anything to happen to you. What about our daughter? Do you think she wants to visit you in prison, or visit your grave site?”
    I looked down at Khari, “Ain ’t nothin’ gonna happen to me babe. You know I’m the best at what I do.”
    Angelique snatched the bottle from her thighs and shifted her body t o face me as she shook her head.
    “ Tyce listen to me, we don’t need this. We don’t. We’ve dodged so many bullets and bad situations that I feel if we keep pushin’ it…our luck will eventually run out. I need you to be a different person for me and for Khari. I know this life is what you’re used to, but it’s time to grow up and be a man. We gotta start thinkin’ about us now. We can’t put our shit in jeopardy trying to help somebody else.”
    That time I sighed. Here we go. F irst a woman falls in love with the nigga that you are and then she wants a muthafucka to change. How could a lion change into a house cat? How could I ignore the principles that helped me survive on my own for years? How could I tell my brother who had my back that I had to be a different person?
    I gently grabbed her hand. “Sway had two kids and a wife, but he didn’t back out on me. Not only are you askin’ me to be a different person, but you’re askin’ me to be a bitch.”

~ Disgruntled
     
                  Khalil sat with his second in command on a bench on the side of the basketball court as sweat poured down his dark face. The two of them had just finished up a game of one on one, which Khalil cheated at and won of course. He called feather touch fouls and timeouts whenever Roman scored more than three points in a row. As the boss, he thought it was necessary for him to always win to keep the order of things in place.
                  Roman popped the tab on a cold beer from the cooler that sat between his two hundred dollar basketball shoes.
    “I told the other niggas what you wanted to do and they said jus’ say the word and it’s done. That shit was over a week ago cuz. What’s the hold up?” Roman put the beer to his dark lips and took a long swig.
    “Take it easy nigga. I jus ’ put the squad on standby while I work some shit out. Tyce ain’t no damn Sunday school teacher. He looked out for a nigga when Silk got snuffed and I ain’t so quick to dismiss that shit.”
    Roman spit on the court. “Fuck that pretty boy