My Brother's Keeper 2 by U. E. Wynn & Dynasty Bearfield

Author:U. E. Wynn & Dynasty Bearfield [Wynn, U. E. & Bearfield, Dynasty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: suspense crime, urban ficiton, gangsta lit, thug life, black fiction, Crime Fiction, urban books, fiction drama, Urban
ISBN: 9781732032538
Amazon: 173203253X
Publisher: U.E. Wynn
Published: 2018-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Jahad left a few minutes after their talk and Koran decided to troop it to Kana’s Friend Chicken once the munchies get the best of him. On his way to the elevator, he bumped into Emma coming out her apartment dressed like she was on her way to church.

“Hey baby! Come give me some sugar,” she smiled, showing all her dentures.

Koran kissed her on her wrinkled cheek. “I’m headed to the chicken spot, you want something?”

“No. No thank you. Where’s that bad butt Jamel? I haven’t seen him all week.”

“He’s out with my Shorty. You sure you don’t want nothing?”

“No baby, I’m on my way to Pastor’s house. He invited me to dinner this afternoon.”

“If I had my truck I would give you a lift. You got money for a cab right?”

Emma nodded. “I already called a cab.”

Koran looped his arm around hers. “Well, let’s roll out then.”

Exiting the building Emma’s cab waited parked beside the curb. Koran walked her to the cab promising to bring Jamel to see her tomorrow, then strutted off up Story Avenue towards Kana’s Fried Chicken. He glanced over at the park as he walked and memories from his childhood flashed through his mind. Jahad wasn’t around much back then so Tony, Derrick, and the rest of Jahad’s friends filled the role of big brothers often chasing him home when he was up to some mischief. The thought made him smile, then he thought of Derrick’s death. The smile evaporated.

Instantly he was filled with an untamable rage while in the back of his mind a voice whispered seductively, Go back to Bronxdale and kill them all! Kill them all Koran! You know you want to and you can do it all by yourself. Kill them all! Kill them all! Kill them all!

Repeatedly the voice taunted him until he couldn’t fight it anymore. Tensed as a coiled spring, his teeth clenched, he started back toward his building to get his guns as if in a trance.

“Koran!” A female voice called out behind him before he could reach the end of the block.

The trance broke and he turned to see Lisa crossing the street. Three reactions hit him at once. He was thankful for the distraction, felt a tug of arousal by the brown tight Prada dress she wore, and was annoyed feeling she had come to put pressure on him about their relationship after he clearly made it known that it was over.

“I was on my way to your apartment. We need to talk for real.”

Koran frowned. “I know damn well you ain’t about to tell me you’re pregnant. If so, you can save that shit for the next nigga.”

“No, I’m not pregnant. Happy now.” She rolled her eyes. “But how can you just cut me off like that.”

He rubbed a hand over his face. “I can’t beef with you, but I got a shorty now Lisa. What, you expect me to cheat on her?”

“No, but I thought we were cool like that. You changed your number, you don’t call.

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