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wisely ordered her girls back in the hooptie and drove off down the street.
    Dakota was in pain and breathing heavy, holding her left shoulder. It was tender to the touch.
    â€œBaby, are you all right?” the lady asked Dakota with a look of pure concern on her face.
    While there hadn’t been time for Dakota to cry before, tears were now sliding down both cheeks. Her pain was so immense and her emotions so overwhelming that she couldn’t answer the lady’s question with anything but a nod of the head.
    The lady turned and called into the house. “Otis, come on out here.”
    A dark elderly gentleman with salt-and-pepper hair slowly hobbled onto the porch.
    The lady said to him, “Go and fetch the car, Otis. We have to take this young lady home.”

7
    XAVIER
    FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 18
5:57 P.M.
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    â€œY es, London,” said Xavier, agitated and talking into his cell phone. “Soon as my dad gets here I’ll be on my way to scoop you.”
    Xavier listened for a few irritating moments while putting on his clothes—black denim Levi’s, a matching short-sleeve shirt, and some black and gray Puma boat shoes.
    He said to her, “I promise you that I won’t spend all my time hanging out with my fellas.”
    Xavier couldn’t do anything but shake his head as London continued to get on his nerves.
    â€œI’m gonna skate with you, but you’re asking for a little bit too much,” he explained. Xavier heard his dad and brother walk through the front door. “Listen, London, my old man just got in. I’ll be over in a few.”
    Xavier was about to end the call but London kept on running off at the mouth. So he had to boss up, slightly raising his voice. “Listen, I can’t be on my way if you keep on talking, feel me?”
    London was a highly sensitive chick and couldn’t stand being put on blast. She responded by hanging up in his face. Xavier never liked clocking out on babes like that, but the fact was that her clingy ass had been seriously getting on his nerves lately. Everywhere he turned, she was in his face, sweating ’im something awful, like a sauna. He absolutely hated when Samantha was somewhere in the vicinity and London would get jealous and grab his hand—ooh, how he didn’t dig that about her insecure behind. Xavier could’ve better understood London’s reactions if she was his boo. But they were nowhere near that status. The girl was still a virgin—meant he hadn’t even smashed yet and she was tripping like this. He could only imagine how she’d act if he’d hit it one good time. Matter of fact, he’d already experienced a chick like that. The girl that came to his mind left him shook. Heather Larkin had turned out to be more terrifying than the dead coming back to life. That girl was just another horrifying chapter in Xavier’s life that left him thanking God for that situation being behind him.
    Xavier’s father Noah was still dressed in his work blues. He had one strap of a backpack bearing a UAW logo around his right shoulder and a red and white Playmate Igloo cooler in his left hand.
    â€œPops,” said Xavier, smiling as he walked into the living room and playfully slapped his brother Alfonso in the back of the head, “why are you home from work this early? Let me guess, the boss gave you some time off to go and heal the sick, probably go and feed thousands of homeless people with two loaves of bread and seven fish, right?”
    Noah didn’t look amused. Matter of fact, he looked exhausted. “Son, I’m really not in the mood for your jokes. At least get your biblical facts straight. Jesus fed the multitude with five loaves and two fish. Stop trying to turn our Lord and Savior into a punch line, would you.”
    Noah was nowhere near the hotheaded, Scriptures-slinging jailhouse preacher he was after he’d been released from prison a year ago, where