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“I saw Tay and Isis getting it in. I even saw Tay’s booty.” I giggled with my hand over my face. I added the part about Tay’s butt to mess with Kane.

“Why you looking at that nigga ass, Munch?” Kane’s brows furrowed, and I laughed even more.

“That’s the only part you heard?”

“That’s the only part that matters. What they got going on don’t concern me, but you looking at another man’s ass does.”

I laughed so hard that I fell backward. His face held no hint of joking, but that made it even funnier.

It took me a minute to get myself together. I opened Kane’s arms and crawled onto his lap.

“You know I’m not worried about Tay,” I told him, laying my head on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.

“I know.” He kissed the top of my head.

We stayed that way for a few minutes, until the doorbell rang. While Kane went to get the food, I paused the movie, then went to wash my hands.

We put a different movie on and ate in the living room. We spent the rest of the day watching movies and enjoying the quiet moments between us.

Deep down I worried about how his plan would affect him. He was going to kill a man that was basically an uncle to him for most of his life. Killing his father was worse, but still. I prayed it didn’t affect him so negatively that it affected us.

I had someone following Beast for a week because I needed to know what he had been up to. Initially, I was just going to wait in his house for him but changed my mind. I didn’t need his neighbors hearing some shit and calling the police.

Beast liked pussy, so it was nothing to lure him with the prospect of fucking.

“Wake the fuck up!” I slapped Beast in the head.

We were in an empty warehouse with nothing else around. Nobody would be able to hear what was going on. When he arrived, he was knocked out and dragged inside, before he was tied to a chair in the middle of the room.

He looked around, confused.

“Where’s the girl?” he asked when he looked at me.

“You know, . . . pussy has been the downfall of many of men.”

Beast looked around the room and smirked. “What y’all niggas gonna do? Kill me?” He laughed. “You need to tread lightly, young buck. When I’m free, I’m whupping your ass.”

I chuckled for a good ten seconds. Beast looked pissed, but I didn’t give a fuck.

“Nah, muthafucka.” I leaned down in his face. “You tread lightly. I have a few questions for you, then you can go. Maybe the girl will still be available.”

Beast wasn’t leaving this room intact, but I’d let him think otherwise.

“What’s your question, Kane?”

“Why did you do it?” I walked back and forth in front of him.

He looked at everyone else, then at me. He tilted his head to the side and frowned. “Why did I do what?” The condescending tone made me want to punch him in his face, but that would come in due time.

“Why did you kill my father? I don’t need to ask you why you killed Slim, because I already know, but enlighten me.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

I couldn’t stop my fist from connecting with his jaw. Someone behind hissed as a tooth flew out.

Beast grabbed his jaw and shook his head. A second later, he laughed.