Page 43 of On Me: Crew's Story


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I leaned up in my seat.

“I spoke with Marcus Leeland, the prosecutor for the 36th district, and he said that they received a tip that you murdered the entire Hernandez Mafia.”

My eyebrow lifted, and I smirked before shrugging one shoulder.

“Wait, why do you look relieved, Crew?”

“Because that was one of my cleanest massacres to date. I walked three blocks on foot just to sneak up on them niggas. I’m not worried about getting caught for that shit.”

Her face said she couldn’t believe what I was saying, but honesty was my best fuckin policy.

“Well, that may be true, but there is someone who is tying you to those murders?”

“That dead nigga Kairo?”

“No. Not him. It’s someone that I cannot name. I just wanted to warn you to watch your back. Even around people who you may have been familiar with your whole life.”

“Who is it?”

“I can’t say.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s classified information, and if it gets out, Marcus is going to know that I told you.”

I rubbed the hairs on my chin.

“Marcus, huh? You fucking that nigga?”

I squinted my eyes, and she almost choked on her spit. The way she said his name so casually gave me that idea. Bitchesdon’t be having poker faces for shit talking about niggas they let hit.

“Why are you asking me that?”

“Because I can tell you sleeping with the nigga, but that’s not important. Shit, I am sure he is not doing that shit right. Suit wearing mutha fucka.”

“Crew, none of that matters. I just wanted to put you ahead of this so that you can work on alibies and such before they try to come down on you.”

“I have an alibi. I always do.”

“Who?”

“My mother. Anytime I do anything like that, I make sure to go to her house right after. It’s nothing for her to say I was there longer than I actually was. That’s my girl, and she will always have my back.”

“Okay.” She nodded and exhaled, looking at the ceiling. I was mad as fuck that she was withholding the most valuable piece of information she could have brought me, but I also wasn’t going to pressure her now because then she wouldn’t want to tell me shit. I know how to get it out of her. It’s something that I can work on by just being around her. Maybe even in her.

“Well, I hope you stay safe in the meantime, and thank you again for everything you’ve done for me, Crew.”

“It’s not a problem, gorgeous. I know how to keep calm and be careful. This is what I do.”

I replied, before I licked my lips.

“You hungry?”

“Not really, I haven’t really been able to eat today. My niece is leaving New York with her dad, and she’s one of the only family members that I have left here. I been sick.”

“Sorry to hear that. Where is she going?”

“To Virginia. Her dad is from there, and for some reason, he wants to jump up and move since my sister was killed.”