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was too much light and the parking lot was filled with patrons, so I elected to make a sharp right turn at the street light and then I shot through the traffic light on Bonney Road. I then jumped on the ramp to head back towards Independence Boulevard. When I looked in the rearview mirror I saw a few cars behind me, but none of the cars was the one following me.
    I let out a sigh of relief but I dared to slow down. The nigga I was fucking crossed me. My best friend betrayed me. The one man I believed was on my side had just been lured into a death trap. So once again I was all alone. And not having any of the answers I was looking for made my journey a little bit harder to travel. Although I lost the car following me, it still bothered me that I didn’t know who in the fuck was tailing me. Not only that the thought that the car found its way back to the hotel and awaited my arrival made me feel uneasy. I figured the only way to avoid that from happening was that I couldn’t go back. But then I figured, if I chose not to return to the hotel, then where would I go? I had so many questions but not enough answers which made me sick to my stomach.
    Hell, it was a standard type of police vehicle but I didn’t know if it was the cops in a so-called unmarked car or one of Duke’s goons. I kinda laugh when I thought about the cops and unmarked cars. Every damn body in the ’hood knew when one of their whips came around. Regardless of how old, or new, the cops never fooled anyone with their so-called unmarked cars.
    After driving for approximately five minutes, I got off the Military Highway exit, made a U-turn, got back on Interstate-264 and headed back in the direction of Katrina’s house. Since there was no traffic, I arrived in her neighborhood in less than nine minutes flat. It seemed as if the closer I came to her house, the harder the flutter in the pit of my stomach jumped around.
    I held on to the steering wheel with my left hand and rubbed my stomach with my right. It seemed like every time I got myself mixed up with unnecessary drama, my body always found a way to shut down on me. As much as I wanted to turn around and leave this situation alone, I thought about those young women who had been victimized by Duke and his flunkies, and I knew it wasn't just about me, it was about them. So that alone gave me the courage to move forward and take Duke down by any means necessary.
    I noticed Katrina's house from a block away sitting in the cul-de-sac between two larger homes. I had to admit that the house was beautiful, but I didn't believe she deserved to live in it. I knew Neeko for years so I knew the blood, sweat and tears he put into buying this house. It was no secret he was a hard ass but everyone also knew he was no-nonsense when it came to his money. I remembered him telling me one day that he’d never get married, because he didn’t want to get a divorce and a wife walking away with everything he worked so hard for. And now that I thought about it, I didn’t blame him.
    I drove slowly towards the house and noticed all the lights were turned off, but Katrina’s car was parked in the driveway. Seeing this puzzled me. A couple of hours ago she called Bishop and told him to meet her at the club. From the way Bishop explained it to me, Katrina was already inside the club, which was why he and I suggested that her car would be parked around back. Now if all of this was true, her car shouldn’t be parked in her driveway. It should be buried underneath the debris from the fire and explosion from the club.
    Now here I was posted up outside the house my former boss owned, wondering whether or not I should call Detective Whitfield and tell him what I knew. I mean, it wouldn't hurt. And besides, what else was I going to do with this information? I had no one else to call. Even if I did, the last time I put myself in that type of predicament, I was railroaded. Yes, bamboozled.
    If Diamond never taught me anything in life,