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cops,” Gruff said, as he hopped on the highway.
    Maxine thought about it for a second. “You right.”
    â€œDamn!” Detective Abraham said when they reached Big Phil’s dead body.
    â€œLooks like somebody beat us to the punch,” Tom said with a smirk.
    Detective Abraham watched the getaway car bend the corner at full speed. “I guess so.”

Chapter 9
    Tone took a deep breath before he exited his car. He walked up to the front door and knocked on it.
    Mya answered the door, her smile quickly turning into a frown. “What do you want?”
    â€œWe need to talk. Can I come in?”
    â€œNow is not a good time. I got company.”
    â€œDamn! How you got another nigga all up in the crib while you pregnant?”
    â€œDon’t come up in here judging me. Besides, he’s just my friend. I don’t go around fucking anything that moves, like somebody else I know.” Mya rolled her eyes.
    â€œWhatever. What we gon’ do about this baby?”
    â€œWhat you mean, we ?” Mya said, a confused look on her face. “I’m gonna have my baby and take care of it. That’s what I’m going to do. I don’t know what you gon’ do.”
    â€œSo it’s like that?”
    â€œJust like that, until you get your priorities together.”
    Just as Tone was about to reply, a man wearing a suit came up behind Mya. “Is everything okay over here?” he asked.
    To Tone, he looked like a businessman or a lawyer. Tone stared coldly at the man. “And if it ain’t?”
    â€œI’m calling the police.” The man disappeared back inside the house.
    â€œDon’t come over here starting no shit,” Mya said.
    Tone looked at Mya with disgust as he turned and walked back to his car. Once he got behind the wheel, he heard his cell phone ringing. He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Maine. “What’s good?” he answered.
    â€œWhere you at?”
    â€œOut. Why? What’s up?”
    â€œShoot over to my crib real quick,” Maine said, ending the call.
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    An hour later Tone stepped inside Maine’s apartment and saw guns all over the place. “You about to go to war with somebody?” he asked half-jokingly.
    â€œJust got the word on where Gruff lives,” Maine said with a smile. “My leg is fully healed. Now it’s time to get back to business.”
    â€œSo what you called me for?”
    â€œI wanted you to take a ride with me.”
    â€œNigga, you know I’m out on bail right now. I can’t be getting into more shit.”
    â€œNigga, you ain’t gotta do shit. Just ride with me and keep a nigga company. You act like I asked you to pop somebody’s head off in broad daylight.”
    â€œA’ight, let’s go.”
    Tone and Maine headed out the door. Tone knew it was a bad idea but still decided to go along anyway.
    â€œSo how did you get this fool’s address?”
    â€œGot it from a fiend,” Maine said, quickly backing out of his driveway.
    â€œYou sure you shouldn’t’ve brought a few more guys with you?” Tone asked. “I heard this fool even sleeps with his hand on his gun.”
    â€œFuck him!” Maine spat. “That nigga gonna die with his hand on his gun tonight too.”
    â€œI was just saying.”
    â€œNigga, I’m a one-man army,” Maine boasted, as he stepped on the gas.
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    â€œHow did you learn to shoot so good?” Maxine asked as she sat on the bench with Gruff.
    â€œPractice,” Gruff answered quickly. He was watching Tiger run around in the grass. “I stayed in the hood range, until my aim was where I needed it to be.”
    â€œI gotta work on my shit.”
    â€œPractice makes perfect.” Gruff noticed an all-black Audi pull in front of his apartment. Immediately he knew it was trouble. “Who that?” he asked Maxine as they watched from a block