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going.”
    â€œUmm . . .” Peaches twisted his lips and lit into me as we sped toward the airport in his boyfriend’s whip. “I hate to be the one to tell you, boo-boo, but you ain’t got no other choice!”
    I pressed a cold can of Pepsi to my dotted eye and winced. It was like the Wild, Wild West in Harlem. The bullets was flying and Peaches was tryna sneak me outta Dodge. He had jetted outta Lower Manhattan and was zipping my ass straight over the bridge to the airport.
    â€œI can’t just up and leave like that, Peaches,” I protested into a tissue filled with the blood that Gutta had punched outta my nose. “It ain’t that simple, dude.”
    â€œDon’t be stupid! It ain’t that hard neither unless you wanna die! You gots ta get up outta here and take your ass back to Texas, Mink. Ta- day !”
    I was grateful as hell that Peaches had tracked me down and rescued me from Gutta’s crazy ass, but I wasn’t feeling this plan of his at all !
    I shook my head and got dizzy as shit.
    â€œBoy you know I can’t go back down there to them Dominions ! Their real daughter rolled up in the joint, remember? They ain’t gonna let me stay there no more. Especially after they get them damn DNA results back and find out I was gankin’ them the whole time!”
    Peaches smirked, dismissing my excuse. “You’s a con-mami, Madame Mink. A grifter. Your life is one big game of chance. Cross all them other bridges when you get to ’em. You can lie your way around that DNA test when the time comes, but right now you gots ta go !”
    â€œB-b-but”—I glanced down at my black and white funeral dress that was covered in big red splotches of blood—“I can’t get on no airplane looking like no stabbed-up penguin!” I protested. “As soon as some nosy-ass square peeps me walking around looking like a crime victim they gonna call the police. And besides, I ain’t got no ends on me. I hid my last little bit of money at the crib. I taped it way up inside the toilet bowl plunger!”
    Peaches smirked and waved me off. “I gives not a damn about none of that. You gots to get up outta here, Mink. Gutta is gonna execute your yellow ass if you step foot back in Harlem, baby. Don’t worry. All we gotta do is call Bunni and tell her where your money is. She can get that shit and grab you some clothes and whatnot, and then she can catch a cab and meet us at the airport ’cause both of y’all heffas gotta disappear.”
    â€œBut what about you ?” I moaned, scared as shit and trembling in my thong. “We can’t leave you here by yourself! What’s gonna happen if Gutta comes after you ?”
    Peaches sucked his teeth and tried to sound all brave.
    â€œJust let that fool come fuckin’ with me if he wanna! I’ma run right up in his tight ass, okay? He probably got his lil chocolate cherry took while he was upstate in the bing, but if he didn’t and he brings it over here, it’s gonna be minez !”
    I stared at Peaches as silent tears rolled from my eyes. I owed this dude my life in so many damn ways that I couldn’t even count them all. He was like a mama, a daddy, a big brother, and a best friend all rolled up in one. He had done more for me than anybody else in the whole damn world, and I woulda never forgave myself if Gutta or somebody went at his throat just because I had fucked up.
    â€œP, please.” I waved him off. “I don’t believe nothin’ you saying right now, boo. You talkin’ all that gangsta shit about drillin’ Gutta’s hole when that ain’t even your role. You’s a bottom bitch, remember? You ain’t no top, so don’t go out there tryna pop nobody’s cherry and don’t be playing Superman no more tryna save my ass neither, okay?”
    He twisted his lips and cut his eyes at me as he drove. “You don’t