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for this investigation. How are you? Can I get you anything?”
    Finally. Somebody with manners. “No. I’m fine. Thank you.”
    â€œDo you mind if I ask you a few questions?”
    More questions. “No. Not at all.”
    â€œFirst: Can I get your name?”
    â€œCleo. Cleo Blackmon.”
    The paramedics finally arrive. I swing my attention away from the lieutenant and watch the emergency responders scramble out of the van. Dread crashes over me in waves.
    â€œYou’ll be missed, Momma Peaches,” I whisper, shaking my head. “You will be missed.”

11
    Ta’Shara
    â€œW hat do you mean that Dribbles has been shot?” My anger zaps out of me as Profit’s face drains of color.
    â€œI don’t know. Get dressed,” he orders, and then spins around and races out of the bedroom. “I’ll be out in the car. Please hurry.”
    This morning has been crazy as I leapfrog from one emotion to another in a span of an hour. I’m still angry, but I can’t forget how Profit was there for me when I lost my foster parents. It would be wrong to turn my back on him now.
    When I finish getting dressed, I rush out to the car. Profit is reading something from his phone.
    â€œDo you know what happened?” I ask.
    â€œNo. Lucifer only texted me an address.”
    I wince at the mention of her name and my emotions make another leap. We ride from Ruby Cove in a coffin of silence. The awkwardness makes the whole scene more depressing.
    Twenty minutes later, we arrive at a two-story, brick home in Tunica. I push back my confusion and questions and climb out of the car.
    Profit rushes ahead of me and pounds on the door. Within seconds, it swings open. Once inside, I come face-to-face with the last person I want to see right now. Lucifer.
    â€œThey’re upstairs,” she tells us.
    Profit nods and takes off, leaving my ass downstairs with her.
    Simmering, I close the door behind me. Despite her pregnancy, Lucifer still carries a dangerous aura. The large baby bump doesn’t change a damn thing.
    My admiration has turned to hatred. I glare at her, trying to see what attracted Profit. She’s beautiful, powerful, confident, and dangerous. The Flowers look up to her and the soldiers fear her. How can I compete with that? She’s everything I’m not and everything I wish I was. Being in the same room with her stirs up all my insecurities. Maybe at the end of the day, Profit is like the other Vice Lord soldiers. He wants a real boss bitch to ride and die in the streets with him, not some clingy, bougie bitch with a psycho sister who pumped a full clip into him. Keeping shit real, I’m only here because I got caught up. I didn’t chose this life . . . it chose me.
    Lucifer stops pacing. “Is there a problem, petal?”
    Unlike the times before, I glare right back. “Yeah. There’s a problem.”
    â€œOh?” She steps forward. “And what’s that?”
    I cock my head. “You.”
    Alarm bells sound off in my head as she moves closer.
    â€œIs that right?” Her dark eyes trap mine.
    â€œSeeing how you like kissing other women’s men,” I add, refusing to back down. If I can go toe-to-toe with LeShelle then I can do the same with the bitch who’s a threat to my relationship with my man.
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œCut the act. I saw you two this morning. Kissing. ”
    Her face hardens and goes cold.
    The warning bell rings again.
    â€œLook, petal. I can see that you’re all in your feelings right now and you’re two seconds away from letting your mouth write a check that your ass can’t cash. So let me clue you in on what you really saw: your man kissing me. Apparently, what you didn’t see was my ass shutting that shit down. If you want to keep him at home, maybe you should get a shorter leash.”
    â€œMaybe Mason needs to put you on a leash,” I counter. “You do