The Family Business 2 by Carl Weber & Treasure Hernandez

Author:Carl Weber & Treasure Hernandez [Weber, Carl & Hernandez, Treasure]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, United States, African American, Contemporary Fiction, Urban, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B00ECHCEP6
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2013-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

Paris

26

I’d torn apart my whole room, digging in all the spots where I normally hid my stuff, but I came up empty-handed. That’s when I barged into Junior’s bedroom.

“Did you take my shit?” I hollered at him.

He lifted an eyebrow like the Rock and twisted his lips, but didn’t say a word. He was too busy listening to whoever was on the phone with him.

“I asked you a fucking question, Junior. Did you take my shit?”

He sat up in the bed. “Hey, Sonya,” he said into the phone, “let me call you back, baby. My little sister is in here tripping about something.” He hung up and shot me a pissed off look.

“Don’t be looking at me like that. I wanna know if you went in my room.” I folded my arms defiantly.

He stood up and came closer, chuckling like the whole thing was some big joke. I wanted to hit his big ass. “Yeah, I went in your room.”

“You went in my room and took my guns, didn’t you?”

“Mm-hmm. I took them,” he said as he grabbed my arm and led me over to a chair. He pressed on my shoulder to make me sit down. “Now calm down.”

“Where are they?” I huffed.

“I put them all in my gun safe in the basement. You can’t be leaving shit like that around with all these kids in the house now.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I said, not in the mood for his little safety lecture. “I already went down to the basement, but somebody changed the combination on the gun safe.”

He nodded. “That would be me.”

“I need that combination.”

“No, you don’t,” he said, still irritatingly calm. “I’m gonna be holding onto your firearms for a while.”

“What the fuck?” I wanted to jump out of the chair and hit him, but he kept a firm grip on my shoulder. “What right do you have to take shit that belongs to me?” I fumed.

“I don’t want to risk you doing anything stupid. Trust me. I’ve given it a lot of thought, and it’s better this way.”

“I’m a goddamn professional, Junior. What am I gonna do that’s so stupid?” My voice shook with indignation. The nerve of my brother, treating me like I was a child instead of one of the world’s deadliest assassins.

“Please, Paris,” he scoffed. “You’re always doing something stupid that we have to bail you out of. I’m not going to risk you going off half-cocked before we have time to assess the situation.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you people?” I yelled, shoving his hand off my shoulder. “You’re not doing anything. Alejandro deserves to die. In case you’ve forgotten, he killed our brother!”

“Yes, and you killed his son,” Junior snapped back. “Do we really wanna go down that road again?”

“Dammit, don’t you think I know that? That’s why I gotta do something.” I couldn’t stop myself from bursting into tears. I don’t know if it was the hormones or what, but ever since I’d given birth, my emotions were all over the place.

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