For the Strength of You by Victor L. Martin

Author:Victor L. Martin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-05-19T04:00:00+00:00

L&K Investment Consultants

We Research, Observe, Borrow,

Keep Investments Limited and Legit

Ms. L. Maynard and Ms. K. Batts

Larrisha allowed him a few seconds to study the card before she explained the legal hustle she ran with her brother. Wood C looked up.

“We research the stock market, New York Stock Exchange,” Larrisha continued, “the Amex and Nasdaq to find the hot commodities or a company that will soon be in a real high demand. We then observe the buying trend of that market, and if it looks good, we borrow money to buy shares or make an investment. Our motto is to keep investments limited. That way we never take a big loss if things flop, and of course”—She smiled—“we keep all our business legit.”

Larrisha pulled the diamond pin from her hair then explained to Anshon how she had a plan that she felt would work . . . a plan that her brother didn’t agree with, but she didn’t care. Anshon was all ears. All he wanted was a name, but for now, he’d play her game.

* * *

Anshon, Wood C, and Deck made it back to Selma before twelve that night. Monica was in the bed asleep, but she quickly woke up.

“Anshon, baby, what’s going on?”

He gave her the short version, leaving out some details on purpose. Then he took off his clothes, showered, and changed.

“Deck and Wood C in the living room waiting on me,” he said before leaving again. “We gon’ run by Ms. Johnnie Ray’s shot house. I promise I’ll be back by three.”

Monica didn’t really want him to go, but she felt that she had no choice. “Okay, baby.”

Anshon took the back seat in Wood C’s 300C as they headed to get their drink on. When they pulled up, they found the spot packed. The twins saw Wood C’s 300C and waved him over to park behind their chromed-out minivans.

“’Sup, dawg? E’rythang straight?” Teck said, giving them some dap. Wallo followed his brother’s lead.

“Look, Anshon,” Wallo said, “I know we had some words the other day, but it’s all good. We still peoples and shit. I’m sorry to hear about Tammy. I just found out. I was down in Murfreesboro. My aunt died.”

Anshon nodded his head to make them think that everything was straight.

“A’ight,” Teck said. “First round on me.”

“Y’all just gettin’ here?” Anshon asked, going up the stone steps.

“Yeah. Fid’na get tipsy then find somethin’ to smash,” Teck replied.

Inside the 1930s-built house, the music was blasting, and a thick haze of smoke filled the living room. Big-titty Gale was solo dancing on the worn-out carpet with a glass of gin in one hand and a cup of O.J. in the other. Al Green’s music was helping her to get her groove on.

In the kitchen, two old heads were beefing at each other over a dominos game, while Fernistein stood at the gas stove frying chicken. Teck and Wallo had stopped cooking food in the yard, so Ms. Johnnie Ray started selling food again.

Staying true to his word, Teck pulled out his knot and hit Freddy off to pay for the first rounds of brew.

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