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was still bitter because she could no longer get the dick. I stopped blessing her a little over two years ago, but she refused to let what we had in the past go. “I don’t have time for this shit,” I said as I turned and headed for the door.
    “Briggen, stop it with the attitude. I’m serious.” She paused for a moment. “Demetria got busted,” she told me.
    I stopped in midstep and stood there hoping I heard her wrong.
    “She got busted last night.”
    Demetria was my main mule and had been running my dope for a little over a year. She only got busted once before and kept her mouth shut. So what happened? I wondered.
    “And you just telling me now?” I bellowed as I turned and got up in her face.
    “I tried sending you messages, but they said nobody could find you! I told them you was playing house and for them to go by and let you know that it was an emergency. But them niggas was scared and on that, ‘nobody goes to Brig’s crib’ bullshit. I would have come myself, but that ho you shackin’ up with probably would’ve come slick out of her mouth, and then you would’ve been bailing both me and Demetria out,” Mia explained.
    “Where was she?”
    “I think she was coming through Arkansas. The same place she got popped before.”
    “Fuck!” I gritted. “What did she say?”
    “She hasn’t called me yet!” Mia blurted.
    “What the fuck you mean she hasn’t called you yet?” I looked at her like she was crazy.
    “She called her sister!”
    “Sharia? She called Sharia?”
    “Yeah, it’s odd to me too. And I only found that out because of Melky.” Mia’s voice sounded suspicious. Melky was one of my most trusted workers.
    Damn! I knew she had twelve keys a piece of both raw and dope. And Sharia? Hell, she couldn’t stand her damn sister and wouldn’t extend a rope to Demetria if the bitch was stuck in a ditch. I could understand why Mia was skeptical. The shit ain’t adding up. I needed some answers and I needed them fast. I stood there, trying to run what little details I knew of the scenario through my head but kept coming up empty. First Forever, and now this? Shit wasn’t right; that’s all I knew. I sat down on the sofa, not sure what moves I was going to make next. I lived for these moments. That shit was like a live chess game.
    “So what are you going to do?” Mia asked as she sat down next to me.
    “The first thing you need to do is call Rudy,” I told her. Rudy had been my attorney ever since I got in the game.
    “What do you think about her calling Sharia and not headquarters?” Mia inquired.
    I lay my head back and thought about her questions.Demetria’s actions definitely raised a red flag. She was in total violation. We have rules, and she had just broke a cardinal one. That’s not a good sign in the game. I planned to have Rudy look into the root of her deviation. Everybody knew those two sisters didn’t get along, and Demetria can’t stand Sharia, which made it all the more suspect.
    “Let Rudy do the diggin’. In the meantime, keep your eyes open and your mouth shut. I want niggas to stay asleep,” I ordered.
    “If you say so,” Mia said sarcastically sweet. She was the one who told me not to use Demetria, and if I did, it was going to come back to haunt me. I hated to admit it, but by the looks of things, she just might turn out to be right.
    “You damn right, if I say so ,” I glared at her. “Right now, we don’t know shit. We can only speculate, and I’m not one for speculation.” Mia folded her arms across her chest, sat back and clammed up. I took that as my cue to leave. I stood up, and she grabbed my hand.
    “Briggen, don’t leave,” she pleaded.
    “I gotta go,” I stated sternly.
    “Answer me this. You don’t find me sexy anymore?” she asked as she took her finger, circled her nipple, and then ran it down her stomach.
    “Mia, don’t start that bullshit. You know I got shit to take care of right now.” She was turning me on, but