Page 222 of 4 Corinthians

"Answer my question!" I yelled. "My wife was inseminated?"

"If that girl is your wife, then yeah. Robert had nut shot into her," he replied.

"Why?"

"I don’t know," he shrugged. "That was some years ago, but I remember my pop calling me, saying that Robert was going to make some moves and needed muscle. Offered 60k for a few hours of work. I didn't think shit of it; came to the house and stood around while the doctor worked. Robert handed me my payment, and I left. After that, I was on call for that nigga. Every time, same amount of money to watch the same girl for a few years. I eventually moved up the ladder."

"Why?" I slowly asked him. "Why did he have you there?"

"I already said I don't know," Buckee answered. "I never asked questions; the answer didn't matter as long as I got paid."

"Do you know my wife's name?"

"Everybody called her Robert's pet."

"Corinthians,” I corrected him.

"Like in the Bible?" He laughed. I looked at Unc, who grunted. "Oh, y'all surprised I know the Bible? Don’t be, I go to church every week. Well, I did until recently; my pastor died, and our church burned down."

"I'll make sure to thank my homeboy who did it," I said, then leaned forward. "Now back to the story of Robert having my wife inseminated. He didn't rape her?"

"He ain't fuck her," Buckee said, shaking his head. "Nigga had nut put in her. Said he was making a super baby or something like that."

"A super baby?" My heart slammed against my chest as anger filled me. "A fucking super baby!"

"That’s what he said. He kept going on about how he'd failed with his other kids but wouldn't with that one. Nigga was so giddy that he nutted as he sat in the chair next to her. Jacking off as the doctor worked."

"Fresh sperm," Hood said, and I nodded. My stomach turned.

"Nah," Buckee said, shaking his head. "The doctor had some different nut. She got it from a bottle in a cooler or something. Shit was weird as hell." He held his broken wrist close to his chest. I could tell he was in pain from the way he was sweating. Buckee was only alive because he was giving me information. I didn’t know whoever this doctor was, but they had to die too. "The whole time yo brother stood in the corner, mad but didn't say shit. Robert jacked off, nutted on the floor, then put his dick away, and stood. The doctor finished, packed her shit, then left. Head down the entire time like she was scared or some shit."

I stood, done with the conversation, and put my gun to his head. "Alright."

"Yo you still gonna kill me even after I told you everything?" Buckee asked. He looked surprised by my actions.

"I promised my wife the head of every nigga in the room that day," I told him. "And I plan to keep my word." Hood stepped to the side, and I shot Buckee in the head. His head fell back and blood and brain matter leaked from the hole. I put my gun in the waist of my pants and headed to the kitchen.

"Where the fuck are you going?" Unc asked.

I got the sharpest knife and a trash bag from the kitchen, then went back to the living room. I cut Buckee's head off and put it in the trash bag.

"How do you want to handle him?" I asked, pointing to Javien Sr. He wasn't on my list of people to kill, but I knew we couldn't leave it alone.

"Kill him," Unc said.

"Before you do, see if he can tell you who the doctor is," Hood said.

I nodded, then tied up the bag with Buckee's head in it and set it on the table. Javien Sr. was all about himself. If he knew who the doctor was, then he'd tell me to save himself. I pushed Buckee's body to the floor, then put Javien Sr. in the seat.

I went to the back porch, grabbed the lighter fluid I'd passed earlier, then went back into the house and poured it on Javien Sr. "Let me get that lighter from next to you, Unc." I put my hand out, and he waited.

"Do I want to know what you're about to do?" He asked, handing me the lighter.

I chuckled, then smacked Javien Sr. as hard as I could. He jumped awake, and I punched him in the stomach, making him sit back down.

"Now that I have your attention," I said to him, then patted his cheek. "Let's not play games. Who the fuck is the doctor that works for Robert?"

Javien Sr. laughed, then dropped his head back and stared up at the ceiling. "Robert did a number on you," he laughed. "Y'all are obsessed with each other. He tries to kill you. You hate him. He tries to replace you. You fall in love with his pet. He watches y'all." His head rolled to the side, and he looked at Unc. "He hates you. Get the girl who loves you. Breaks her damn spirit. Has kids with her."