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too slow. What I really wanted to tell Dane’s ass was that the only way those Dominions was getting me back down there is if they were willing to drop another hundred grand in my bank account so I could pay Gutta off and save my damn life.
    â€œOh, so Texas ain’t your bag?” Dane asked with a chuckle. “Not even if it means you’ll get Sable’s share of our multimillion-dollar trust fund?”
    Cha-ching! My eyeballs had mad dollar signs stamped on them as they rolled around like little pinballs in my head.
    â€œYou mean that trust fund thing is back on the table?” I blurted out. “That’s the three-hunnerd-grand hustle, right? I thought y’all said we had to wait until your father was dead and buried before we could get our hands on some of that?”
    â€œPops has to be dead or declared permanently incapacitated, and that’s why Barron is calling for a meeting. Pops is sliding and sliding fast. If his doctors say he can’t understand what’s going on around him, or he can’t think straight enough to handle his own affairs, then our trust fund gets activated and Barron steps in and takes over the company.”
    â€œBarron?” I twisted my lips. I couldn’t stand his ass! “Why does he always get to make all the damn decisions?”
    â€œBecause,” Dane said simply. “He’s the oldest. He knows the oil bizz better than everybody else besides my father, and he’s gonna do everything in his power to make sure we don’t lose a dime of what Pops worked so hard to build.”
    â€œWell ain’t no need in me coming, then,” I told him in a huff. “Because there ain’t no way in hell your brother is gonna give up a dime when it comes down to me.”
    â€œHe doesn’t have to give it up, Mink. You’re already entitled to it. You passed a DNA test, remember? That trust fund belongs to every last one of us, and that includes you. But the way Bump is trippin’ we all might get fucked. We might not see a dime of that money if he gets in there and convinces the board to let him change the trust’s terms. Barron has all of Pop’s old friends in his pocket, and believe me, he’s gonna try to short us. Me and Uncle Suge got a few things on the burner, though. We’re tryna to stack us a heavy team so we can vote against Barron and make sure he doesn’t fuck us outta our money.”
    â€œSo what do y’all need me to do?”
    â€œWe need you to vote with us, Mink. We’re about to get Jock and a few other board members on our side. But we need your vote too, nah’mean?”
    I was trying real hard to understand. “And all this voting stuff is so we can get that three hunnerd grand every year, right?”
    â€œDamn right,” Dane said. “ Every goddamn year. Now you can stay up there in New York and let Bump pocket your share of the family’s cash, or you can bring your ass back down here to Dallas and help me and Uncle Suge get you a slice of that sweet green pie. Either way, you got a decision to make.”

CHAPTER 8
    D ecisions, decisions, decisions !
    Me and Bunni damn near broke our necks tossing shit into our designer suitcases as we beat feet outta Harlem. Once again Peaches had come up outta his bra to give us some money, and as hardheaded as I had been I was almost ashamed to take it. But I did. I bought us the last two seats on a red-eye flight outta JFK that was stopping all over the damn place before it finally landed in Texas, but we didn’t care. We coulda had a layover in West hell someplace, but were gonna have our butts on that flight regardless.
    â€œSlow the hell down, girl!” I fussed as Bunni stuffed her clothes all down in the corners of her suitcase. “Luggage don’t fly for free no more you know, so we can only take one bag each this time, okay?”
    Bunni stared at me like I was tryna sell her some bad crack.