A Hustler's Son by T. Styles

Author:T. Styles
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: murder, urban fiction, triple crown, mother and son, t styles, cartel publications
Publisher: Cartel Publications

CHAPTER ELEVEN

SEPTEMBER 20th

TUESDAY, 5:20PM

JANET

I made the decision when I left work today that I was never going back. There are plenty of other things for a woman like me to do and anything is better than working a 9 to 5. So now having left my first and second job, I am officially unemployed and loving it. I tried to be a better person for Kelsi and even kept a stable job but once he got caught up in the game, I had to reprioritize things. I realize quitting jobs to put shit in order sounds crazy but when it comes to working all hours and not being able to see Kelsi as much as I use to, the decision was easy. I had over six grand saved and had a few connections. With those two things going for me along with the plans in my head, I’m going to turn the lifestyle that won’t let me go, into an empire for my son and me.

When I walked into the apartment, I wondered why Lakeisha was there on a school night. I had planned on telling Kelsi I quit my job and to see if he gave any more thought to taking Delonte out. If he didn’t do it, I had all intentions on doing it myself because whether Kelsi understood it or not, it had to be done.

Kelsi’s door was open and I saw Lakeisha sitting on the bed crying. Instead of consoling her, Kelsi looked pissed. When the door closed seconds later, I wondered if they were doing it for privacy. They must have got into a fight and she came over here to talk to him about it. I never cared much for her and with everything going on, I cared for her even less now. One day, Kelsi looked me dead in my eyes and said, “This one’s for me, Ma. Be easy on her.” I tried, but she’s too needy and requires too much attention. With everything that’s going on now that type of person can be dangerous.

I put my purse down and went into the kitchen to grab the orange juice and the vodka to make myself a drink. Kelsi and Lakeisha were so involved in a conversation, they began to get louder. I grabbed a glass, rinsed it out and made my own Screwdriver. I even added a few cubes of ice and they still didn’t hear me. Something definitely happened. I downed over half of the drink just standing in the kitchen and made myself another. That’s when I heard Kelsi say, “But Keisha, why in the fuck would you tell 5-O I was fighting a dude who’s dead? It makes no fucking sense!”

The glass I was drinking from slipped out of my hand and shattered all over the kitchen floor. I walked briskly over to Kelsi’s door and put my ear up to it. I was concerned with what was going on on the other side. Damn, what were they talking about, I wondered, as I pressed my ear further into the door.

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