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caught under a bright light. I didn’t know if Gutta was gonna shoot me, slit my throat, or choke me out until I took my last breath, but I knew he was gonna do me. I knew that shit for sure.
    I had already written out my obituary and picked out my funeral gear. It was a powder blue sequined mini-dress with fluffy blue feathers around the plunging, low-cut neckline. It was short enough to show off my banging banana legs, and I had a sweet page-boy-style Glama-Glo deluxe wig with powder blue and silver-streaked bangs that went perfectly with it. I was sitting with my feet propped up on the coffee table while Peaches polished my toenails in the exact same shade of blue, when my cell phone buzzed and a number with an 817 area code popped up on my screen.
    â€œDane!” I hollered as soon as I answered the phone. “What’s good in your hood, big brother?”
    In a flash, Bunni was all up in my face jumping up and down. “He wanna talk to me, right? Uh-huh, his fine Domino ass is tryna holla, ain’t he?”
    â€œHell no he ain’t!” I said, laughing as I pressed the phone to my chest so Dane wouldn’t hear me. “If he wanted to holla at your stank ass he woulda called you and not me !”
    I was kinda happy to be getting a call from Texas. Dane was the second-oldest boy in the Dominion family, and me and him was real cool. He was one of them laid-back college boys and he could rap his ass off, and me and Bunni had spent many nights getting lifted off his trees and tips off his liq. Dane’s style was usually smooth with just a thin layer of street grime on it, but right now his easygoing voice sounded kinda pressed out coming through my telephone line.
    â€œI’m good, baby. Chillin’. But Pops ain’t doing so hot,” Dane said. “He got real sick again right after you left town. It’s been pretty touch and go with him ever since then, but the hospital called this morning and said he just took a big turn for the worst and he definitely won’t be running the company anymore. Hell, he can’t even communicate with us no more. The whole family is about to hop on the jet and get down to Houston, and I just thought you should know.”
    â€œOh my goodness,” I said forcing a rush of fake sympathy into my voice. I didn’t give a damn about Viceroy Dominion! That rich old man scared the shit outta me with his one-eye self. Viceroy had been drifting in and out of a coma for months now, and when I had visited him in the hospital with my play-mother Selah, I felt like that old hustler had put his one good eye on me and seen right through my pretty smile and straight into the heart of my devious grind.
    â€œI’m real sorry to hear that,” I told Dane. “How’s your mo—” I clamped my teeth down on my stupid tongue. “I mean, how’s Mama Selah doing? Is she holding up okay? I been meaning to call her and stuff . . .”
    â€œMama’s hanging in there. You know how she is. Always trying to make things work out for the best. But I’m telling you, Mink. You might wanna think about coming back down here real quick. The shit is about to hit the fan, baby. Barron is tryna make some real grimy power moves. He’s about to call a board meeting so he can take over Dominion Oil. And you know what that means.”
    â€œUh-uh, Dane.” I shook my head. I didn’t understand none of that oil board stuff and I didn’t want to. If it didn’t involve some money greasing up my pockets then it didn’t have shit to do with me, and I didn’t wanna have shit to do with it neither. “You know I love me some Uncle Suge,” I told Dane, “and you’s a real chill nigga too. But I can’t come back down there right now. It ain’t nothin’ personal, but Texas just ain’t my bag.”
    Shit, Texas was way too damn hot, and for a New York City slicksta like me Dallas was way