“So, I think I know how we can connect Hov and Crew to that murder outside of the courthouse.”
“The Kairo Chalvez murder?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, I’m listening.” I heard him cracking sunflower seeds in his mouth. He ate those things constantly all day long.
“Alright, you know Bria, the defense attorney on that case?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, she’s sleeping with Crew, and I think she set up the murder of my star witness to win that case.”
“Abria McBride? I’ve heard some good things about her. Saw that she spazzed outside the strip club when her sister died there, but I figured she was a good attorney.”
“Was, until greed, and mixing in with gangsters, took away her moral compass. I'm sending a picture your way. It’s Crew leaving her condo this morning.”
I sent the photo I took to his phone.
“So, meet me at the office in about an hour to discuss?”
“Okay, I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”
I hung up satisfied in knowing that if I can’t have her ass, no other man will. When they prosecute them both for this courthouse murder, she will get life in prison, and so will her accomplices, Crew and Jehovah. A woman may get to have her in the future, but another man never will.
Chapter 17
Crew
When I pulled up to my mama's house, all of my sisters were sitting on the stoop, cackling and drinking Cut Waters. These hoes were probably drunk as hell this early in the day, doing nothing productive while running their mouths.
“What up, little big bro?” My older sister said as I approached the steps.
“Why are you hoes out here getting drunk this early? Get out of my way.”
“What’s wrong with you? Is it because Hov’s party got shot up last night?”
“See, that’s why I don’t go to shit like that.” My sister Porsha added.
“Porsha, you didn’t go because your ass wasn’t invited. None of you were, it was a classy event.”
I laughed when they rolled their eyes.
“We all know why we weren’t invited,” Jasmine added.
“Why?” I asked because I was intrigued by what they had come up with. Having sisters was what first showed me how petty women can be. They will put two and two together and get five if they want to.
“Because of Hov’s wife. I heard that she’s controlling and didn’t want any outside bitches at the party.”
“Mmmhmm, and I heard that she put a root on that nigga.”
“Yeah, you know she did. Hov wasn’t even checking for Cashmier like that, and then all of a sudden, he gets married to this random bitch who isn't even all that. Tuh." They hating asses all started smacking their lips.
“Have y’all ever heard of having good pussy? It will make a nigga do things he never thought he would.”
“Oh, I know. My baby daddy will crawl to Harlem on his knees for big moose." My sister Porsha said spreading her leg up in a heel stretch. That shit disgusted me enough to end this conversation entirely. My mama is a pretty classy lady, but she raised some straight up hood rats.
“Any way, is someone in here with Mama?”
