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dark, but trust, baby. Whoever it was, them niggahs is gone get found out. Found out and dealt with. You can believe that.”
    I nodded and then he dropped another bombshell on me.
    “And yo, check this out,” Dutchy said. His voice had gotten real quiet. “Nooni showed up at the crib last night.”
    “ Nooni ?” My eyes bucked open wide as unexpected joy jumped into my heart. “Y’all found her? She came back home?”
    Dutchy nodded and frowned. “Yeah. She came back alright. And all this fuckin’ time it was them G-Spot niggahs who was holding her! Rita said the girl looked like they had been getting her high and abusing the shit outta her. I didn’t get the whole story, but some kinda way Nooni broke up outta that joint last night and made it back home.”
    “Oh my God,” was all I could say. Just hearing those words made me feel so bad for Nooni. Those horrible nights of being chained to a pole and raped down in The Dungeon flashed through my mind and all of a sudden my body got real cold. I knew exactly what kind of hell Nooni had been through in the G-Spot. The way Granite McKay had whipped my ass and stomped a mud hole in my face and pissed down on me in that nasty little rat hole . . . all them dirty-dicked niggahs who had fucked the shit out of me, chewing on my titties and violating every hole in my body coming and going . . . shittt , my black ass had expected to die down there.
    “Yo,” Dutchy went on talking. He was hyped with rage and I could see the pain written all over his face. “I was supposed to be chillin’ up in the crib with Rita and Chub last night you know, but Rita told me not to come over. She didn’t want no man in the house since it was Nooni’s first night back, nah’m sayin? She said the girl was so shook she didn’t think she could handle having me or any other dude up in there, so I stayed home and went to sleep.”
    He gazed down at Rita’s battered body and shook his head.
    “She wanted me to swing by early this morning so she could fix me some breakfast, but as soon as I pulled up shit was mad chaotic. I saw all this crime scene tape across the door of the fuckin’ building. There were cops everywhere. I’m in law enforcement and I couldn’t even get up the stairs, man. The chick who lives next door told me they’d just taken Rita and some kids out in an ambulance, and the cops were bringing Chub out as I walked up.”
    I pulled away from Trey and frowned.
    “Little Chub? Oh, shit! Is she okay?”
    “Yeah,” Dutchy nodded. “She looked okay. At least on the outside. The building manager said they found her hiding in a kitchen closet. Child Services took her into custody. They’re grillin’ her right now. Tryna find out who she saw and what she knows.”
    My heart broke wide open for Chub. That baby had already been through so much trauma in her young life.
    “So what happened to Nooni?” I asked with dread creeping all up in my chest. “Where is she now? Did Child Services take her into protective custody too?”
    Dutchy frowned. A funny look flashed deep in his eyes as he pushed his hands down in his pockets and shook his head slowly.
    “See, that’s what’s so fuckin’ crazy, Juicy,” he said. “When the paramedics took Rita and them little girls outta the house there wasn’t nobody left inside, and that tells just me one fucked up thing.”
    My breath caught in my throat. “What’s that?”
    “It tells me exactly why them niggahs rolled up like stompzillas in the first goddamn place.”
    Dutchy grilled me hard, and his eyes were dark and grim.
    “Nooni is the one them fools was gunning for, because Nooni is the one who’s missing!”
     

CHAPTER 2
     
    The Dungeon in the basement of the G-Spot was just as nasty as it was the night Cooter Jackson had unlocked Juicy’s handcuffs and set her free.
    Unfortunately for Nooni, with the recent busted pipes and clogged sewage issues at the G-Spot, the conditions down there were even wetter and