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jumped to her feet. “I know you ain’t seriously considering having my man’s baby.”
    â€œNo, I’m not considering it!” London was now up on her feet screaming back. “I am having this baby. No matter how my child was conceived, God blessed me with this miracle! And not you or Storm is going to convince me otherwise!”
    â€œIs you crazy!” Kenya, fist clenched, ran toward London ready to fight. Storm, who up until this point hadn’t said a word, came between the sisters physically holding Kenya back. “Get your hands off me!” she demanded trying to break free.
    â€œKenya slow down and calm down. She’s pregnant!”
    â€œSo damn what!” Kenya ranted with malice in her voice. “Tell her you don’t want no baby by her! Tell her to kill that motherfucking unwanted bastard! Tell her, Storm! Tell her!”
    â€œKenya, stop! That ain’t right! She’s pregnant!”
    â€œAnd?”
    â€œAnd nothing!” Storm reasoned not wanting to take sides.
    â€œAnd he don’t want you hurting my little niece or nephew!” O.T. kept playing the role as instigator.
    â€œShut the fuck up, nigga!” Kenya was in tears struggling to get loose. “And, Storm, you better let me go!”
    When he finally let his woman out his grip, she ran out the room and down the stairs not even waiting for the elevator.
    â€œDamn! She pissed!” O.T. ridiculed.
    â€œYeah, I know.” Storm put both hands behind his head locking his fingers together as he slowly paced the room. “This shit is fucked up!”
    â€œI’m sorry.” London finally directed her words to her unborn child’s father while rubbing her stomach. “I didn’t mean—”
    â€œNaw, it’s not all your fault,” he conceded cutting her off. “After all I was drunk that night.”
    â€œAw it’s so freaking nice to see Mommy and Daddy getting along!” O.T. was being a true comedian. “Y’all having a moment! Dang, Storm, is you gonna go find Sadie Lynn and tell her she gonna be a grandmother?”
    â€œCome on, dude, kill all that noise!” Storm’s voice took a harsh tone when his brother brought up their drug-addicted mother. He was fed up with his brother’s antics and needed him to focus. “I want you to stay on top of that Royce nonsense. I’m serious!”
    â€œAll right then, big Bro. Don’t worry. I’m on it.” He heard the stern demeanor in Storm’s voice and stopped joking, especially about Sadie Lynn.
    â€œOkay cool. Now, I need to get down there to the valet before they let her set my damn car on fire.” He headed to the door, which Kenya had left wide open, then stopped momentarily gazing back at London. “Do you need anything? Because if you do, don’t worry. I got you. I ain’t gonna leave you or your baby, I mean my baby, hanging.”
    â€œGo on and jet, dude.” O.T. stepped up. “I’m here. I got her.”
    Storm waited patiently for the elevator instead of taking the stairs knowing it was gonna be another long night at his house. He needed time to come to terms with impending parenthood. If he was gonna be forced to be a father, Tony Christian aka Storm, like most men, secretly hoped his firstborn would be a boy. The only obstacle that was sure to get in his way of being the so-called perfect parent was the most precious gift God had blessed him with thus far: Kenya. There was no way in hell she was going to let her sister have his baby!

Chapter 7
    One Plus One
Tangled Webs
    It was seven o’clock in the morning and Detective Malloy and Sergeant Kendrick were just getting in for the start of their ten-hour shift. The short-staffed police department had the team pulling double duty most of the time. When Malloy noticed the pile of new cases in the intake box, he couldn’t believe all the disturbances that had taken place