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Chapters (51)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Acknowledgments
  4. Part One
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. 7
  12. 8
  13. 9
  14. 10
  15. 11
  16. 12
  17. 13
  18. 14
  19. 15
  20. 16
  21. Part Two
  22. 17
  23. 18
  24. 19
  25. 20
  26. 21
  27. 22
  28. 23
  29. 24
  30. 25
  31. 26
  32. Part Three
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. 31
  38. 32
  39. 33
  40. 34
  41. 35
  42. 36
  43. 37
  44. 38
  45. 39
  46. 40
  47. 41
  48. Sometimes It Goes Down Like That
  49. Also by K’wan
  50. About the Author
  51. Newsletter Sign-up

“I’m giving up a lot of shit, Spook,” Jah said with a seriousness that Spooky wasn’t used to hearing from him. “Man, I’ve put in so much work this summer that I feel like I’ve been holding a nine to five.”

“Go ahead with that stupid shit.” Spooky waved him off and flagged a cab. “I know you ain’t talking about getting out after all the muthafuckas we just dropped?”

Jah laughed. “Spook, you’re my ace boon from the womb to the tomb. I’d never leave you high and dry. I’m still down for my nigga and always will be, I’m just thinking that with all the heat that’s gonna come down on the streets, it might not be the smartest thing in the world for me to be running around acting all crazy. I’m just saying I might not wanna be so visible for a while.”

“I feel you, but if we lay up, what are we gonna do?” Spooky asked seriously.

Jah placed his hand on Spooky’s shoulder. “We ain’t rich, but we ain’t broke, either. My dude, we got money in the stash and on the streets. We’re running around out here putting in work because we enjoy it. You’re always telling me about your auntie in D.C. that’s got your daughter. Why don’t you go down and visit her?”

Spooky thought on it for a minute. “I do miss my baby girl.”

“You should, being that you ain’t seen her in months.” Jah playfully mushed Spooky. “Take a few weeks to relax and get some out-of-town pussy.”

“That doesn’t sound like a bad idea,” Spooky agreed. “What are you gonna do?”

Jah winked and started walking in the other direction. “Help a young lady I know get back on her feet.”

“I always knew you was a sucker for love!” Spooky joked, as he got in the cab and pulled off.

The first uniformed officer that entered Slick’s apartment lost his lunch at the sight that awaited him. Slick was on his stomach with his arms and legs duct taped to the bedposts. His back had been sliced repeatedly with a kitchen knife and there was a gaping hole where his asshole used to be. From what they could tell, Slick had been tortured before he died. Later that night, the coroner would deduce that the cause of death was someone sticking a high-powered handgun up Slick’s ass and pulling the trigger.

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