Who Can I Trust: A Naptown Hood Drama (Trust Issues Book 1) by Tamicka Higgins

Author:Tamicka Higgins [Higgins, Tamicka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

“Man, this shit is fucked up,” Brandon said.

After Brandon and Juan left their boy Marcus’ hospital room, they walked downstairs to the parking garage. For the first several minutes of the journey, neither of them said a word to the other. Once they got out into the parking garage, starting to walk a little fast so they could hurry up and get out of the cold wind, the tension was getting to be too much for even two dudes to completely ignore.

“I know, man,” Juan said. “This shit is some fucked up stuff. I mean, who you think did this?”

Brandon shrugged. “A lot of this shit just don’t make no sense to me.”

The two of them climbed into Brandon’s Chevy Impala. Quickly, Brandon turned the engine over and started blaring the heat so it could warm up.

“Whoever the fuck did this shit, we need to find’em,” Juan said, getting comfortable into his seat. “You already know what gon’ happen.”

“What you mean?” Brandon asked. “What’s gon happen?”

Juan looked at his boy Brandon with this face that told him that he should definitely already know what was going to happen. “Nigga, is you serious?” he said. “You know how this shit gon’ play out. Whoever the fuck did shot Marcus’ place up was prolly try’na kill his ass.”

Brandon looked away. “Nigga, they coulda just been scaring him or something,” he said, not trying to hear that.

“Nigga,” Juan said. “You know how these niggas out her is. They will kill you over a pair of fuckin’ shoes. And think about this – whoever was firing them shots into his apartment like that, if they was just trying to scare him, you already know that they would have jus fired like a couple shots into his apartment. Not no damn full round, or so it sounded like based on what Marcus was sayin’. Dude…I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin’, but I think this shit was a hit.”

Brandon shook his head. “Naw,” he said. “A hit? A hit over what, nigga?”

“Whatever the fuck happened with Marcus and that work when he went down south,” Juan said. “You already know we wasn’t gon’ talk about that shit a lot in the hospital room like that. But you know that is exactly what the fuck was goin’ through his mind. How was it not goin’ through yours?”

“Yeah, but…” Brandon said, his words trailing off.

“Nigga, I’m tellin you,” Juan said. “Whoever the fuck did this shit is gon’ try again once they find out that Marcus didn’t get killed. I would fuckin’ bet that shit on my life, nigga. Whoever shot that many damn bullets into his apartment was try’na kill his ass. And they gon’ try again once they find out that they didn’t do it this time. Why wouldn’t they?”

Brandon reversed out of the parking lot and headed toward the parking garage exit. “So, what you sayin?” he asked.

“Nigga, I’m sayin’ that we gotta find out who the fuck this is before they try again,” Juan said.

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