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irritated.
    “They both said you and Nikki hadn’t been getting along for a
    while and that you kicked her out of the shop and your house a couple weeks before
    you left town.”
    “Rachael and Carmen said what?” I screamed with fury.
    “Knock it off, Kira! And stop wasting our time. We know you know
    more than what you are telling us.”
    “I don’t know shit!”
    “Oh, you know something. Just like you knew about the drug dealings
    and the murders your ex-husband was involved in. Yeah, we know you talked yourself
    out of a federal prison sentence. Me and my partner got your entire file right here,”
    he said, pointing down at a manila folder.
    “OK. And so what? You would have done the same damn thing if
    you were facing fifteen years behind bars.”
    “But this is something different,” the other detective said.
    “This was your blood relative. You and she came to Houston together to start a new
    life, so there was a strong bond there. Carmen said you two were really close until
    just recently.”
    “I don’t give a fuck what Carmen said.”
    “Well, you better care about what I say,” the fat detective said.
    “Because this is a much more serious matter than that federal case you were in involved
    in. I smell conspiracy to commit first-degree murder.”
    “That’s bullshit! I didn’t lay a fucking hand on her.”
    “Well, tell us who did. We know you know something.”
    “Are you fucking listening to me? I just told you I don’t know
    shit.”
    “You can save that crap for a rookie. I’m a veteran in this game, and I feel
    it in my gut that you know more than what you are telling us. And when I find out
    that you do, I will personally make sure you won’t see daylight until you are eighty.”
    “Am I under arrest right now?” I asked once again.
    “No, you’re not,” the fat detective answered.
    I stood. “Well, gentlemen, it was truly nice,” I said with a
    half-smile. Both detectives stood simultaneously, but the fat detective had more
    to say.
    “You know, once you walk out this door, you’re on your own. There
    aren’t going to be any plea bargains.”
    “What the fuck ever! Go beat the street and find the real killer!”
    I replied, and then I opened the door and slammed it as I exited the room.
    It felt like a ton of bricks was lifted off my shoulders when
    the detectives allowed me to walk out of that room. But as soon as I turned the
    corner to enter the corridor that led to the main entrance, those same bricks were
    thrown back at me. Standing before me as if they were waiting for my arrival were
    my uncle and his wife, Nikki’s parents.
    My heart skipped a beat, but I kept my composure. Quickly, I
    slid off my engagement ring and dropped it into my pocket. I didn’t want my uncle
    or his wife in my fucking business, questioning me about whether I was with another
    drug dealer.
    Nikki’s mother was the first to speak. This bitch hated my guts.
    It was even more evident when she spoke.
    With watery eyes, she pointed her finger directly at me and gritted
    her teeth as she said, “I knew you were bad news from the day you were born! And
    now I see why your mother left you with your grandmother. You were like a bad seed,
    a black cloud looming over her head, so she had to get rid of your ass!”
    “I beg your pardon?”
    “You heard me!” she roared. “You are the reason my child is dead!
    If you would have left her alone, she would’ve graduated from Norfolk State and
    probably settled into a career. But, no! You had to drag her out here to this godforsaken
    place! It wouldn’t surprise me if you encouraged her to hook up with another fucking
    drug dealer.”
    “Auntie, I didn’t encourage Nikki to do anything,” I replied,
    trying to sound as polite as possible.
    Apparently not noticing my tone, she leaned forward and smacked
    the hell out of me. “Bitch, don’t call me auntie! I will never be related to you.
    As far as I’m concerned, you are dead too.”
    I