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Still, I said nothing. Once I made it into the kitchen, I grabbed two glasses and poured us both a shot. Shameek was mad, and I mean rightfully so. He had told the family that he loved me and wanted to be with me. The secret was out, and we no longer had to hide. His parents weren’t fond of it. Jaharee already had an idea that we were fucking around. It was just good to come out and say it.

“Are you goin’ to say somethin’? You got me ‘round this bitch worried ‘bout you.”

“Why did you kill Nikki?” I asked, before taking my shot down.

“What?” He frowned.

He came clean and told me Nikki went into a jealous rage when he tried to break it off with her. I was the type of bitch that wanted to ask again to see if he kept the same lie. It got his brother caught up when he was messing with Raya. I wanted to see if it was a King thing to forget what lie was told.

“I told you what happened.”

I could see the beads of sweat forming on his nose. When he was frustrated, his nose was the first to sweat.

“Why did you kill Nikki?” I asked slowly so he could hear me clearly.

“She went to beatin’ on a nigga ‘cause I chose you over her.”

I poured another shot.

“You sure?”

“Man, what the fuck you on? Why all these questions? Yet, you haven’t answered where you were all day yesterday and today.

“I’ve been at Lloyd’s.”

Shameek glared at me before snatching his glass and swallowing his shot.

“So, you fuckin’ me and him? That’s what you called me over here for?”

“I called you over here to end things with you.”

He laughed. It wasn’t one of his laughs he would give me when we were joking. It was evil.

“Not only did I call you over here to break things off with you. I wanted to clear the air between us so we’re both clear on a few things.”

“Clear the air? Ain’t shit to clear, my nigga. You want a cornball ass nigga. My brother will rise from the dead and die again to see you wit’ his friend.”

“Oh, so he would be fine as long as it was you?”

“He would kno’ that I can protect you better.”

“Protect…hmm. Like you did him.”

Shameek’s eyes darted back over to me. “Fuck is you talkin’ ‘bout?”

“Q…you familiar with him, right? The one you had to come and clean out of my office.” I watched him. “Y’all worked closely together. Y’all made millions together. Am I correct?”

The sweat started forming on his forehead, and I knew I was getting close.

“I kno’ the nigga from ‘round the way. We ain’t never worked together.”

I gave him a cute smile because I knew he was lying. A lying nigga could never get past me. Nikki had helped me from her grave, and I owed her. I grabbed my phone and sent something to Shameek’s phone. He looked at me before he pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at the document.

“You sure?” I asked.

“Ky, this is old, and I pulled from that investment.”

I sent him another document.