Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
“I don’t know anything about any of this.”
“Well, that definitely shocks me, ’cause one thing LeRon is gone do is throw a pity party and expect a full house.”
“In fairness, I asked him to stop callin’ me, and he—”
“I know you told him to stop, but he refused, so I figured this would be no different.”
“Well, he hasn’t called me in a while. I… uh, I needed to ask him something today, and when I unblocked his number and tried calling him just now to do so, I found his phone was disconnected.”
“Nadia, the phone is probably just cut off ’cause he ain’t pay the bill. He got another one though, but it ain’t that fancy iPhone. Hell, he ain’t been able to talk properly for weeks. Mouth all messed up.” Her stomach began to clench. “Some guy got LeRon, and got him bad. Probably someone he stole somethin’ from or did wrong! I tol’ that boy to quit fuckin’ wit’ people!”
“Did he get into a fight? What happened?”
“Honey, it was far from a fight. More like an ambush. LeRon said it was a big ol’ burly dude dressed in all black, drivin’ a black big rig truck. Said the guy jumped out of the rig and broke several of his ribs, and both of his knees, with a big ass baseball bat!”
Nadia held onto the kitchen counter for support.
“Oh… oh, my goodness. That’s terrible.” LENNOX!!!! GOT DAMN IT!!!
“Did the police arrest anyone?” She cleared her throat, trying to pull herself together.
“Nope, and I doubt they will because nobody saw it happen.”
“Oh, man… that’s crazy. No cameras or anything to corroborate what he said happened?” Please! Please! Please!
“Well, here’s the crazy thing about that. Some strange way, the two cameras that were pointed in that direction were disabled, accordin’ to the police.”
“Damn. Where did this happen?”
“It was over there in Sugar Hill and you know LeRon has a criminal record, so the police ain’t checkin’ for him with all the mischief he’s been in. They claimed to have tried to retrieve the footage, or so they said. Nobody knows either way. So that means it’s just his version of what happened. He basically described the Grim Reaper wrestler, girl! Oh, I mean the Undertaker. That was before yo’ time. It just sounds crazy. The police probably think it was drug or gang activity, but I actually believe his ass about this. He seemed genuinely shook up.”
“Wow… this is crazy. Does he know the people who did it?”
“It was just one person, he said. He ain’t get a good look at ’em. How it happened was, he said he had left a party, and about ten minutes into the drive, this big truck was blockin’ the road at like two or three in the mornin’ at the end of the street. He kept honking and they wouldn’t move, so he got out of his car. That was mistake number one! His dumb ass got outta that car, and it could have ended up like a scene in a horror movie, Nadia! I done taught that boy betta than that. If it had been me, I would have put my car in reverse and found another way home. But not my nephew. LeRon’s dumb ass approached the truck to tell whoever was in there to move, and this big guy opened the cab door, dressed in all black with his face covered with some Vendetta Guy Fawkes type mask, jumped out with a big ol’ baseball bat, and beat the brakes off my nephew.
“Beat him down until he turned to jam! Blackberry molasses on bread that taste and look like pavement! Stomped him like his name was Kirk Franklin! One doctor said his knee was split so bad, it’s a wonder he’ll ever be able to walk again on it without a knee replacement. He’s gonna be like the tin man from the Wizard of Oz. Squeakin’ and sqawkin’ when he walks. He’s got many months of rehab ahead of him. A long road indeed.”
“As much shit as LeRon put me through, I’d never want this for him. That’s too bad.”
“Yes, it is. And as much as LeRon has made my sister’s life miserable, and been in his share of shit, I cried when I first heard about this attack. I just want him to get his life right, you know? Too many crazy people out here in this world to be just walkin’ up to any ol’ body. I hope this teaches him to appreciate life more ’cause baby, he almost lost his!” Marie went on to discuss other things. Nadia half-listened, but pretended to be completely invested in the conversation. Once they parted ways, she picked up her phone and dialed Lennox once again.
This time, he picked up. The sounds of ‘Not Like Us,’ by Kendrick Lamar, played in the background. Lennox let out a lazy laugh, while another voice, a man’s, was talking in the background. He seems to be having a mighty good time. Especially for someone who was cosplaying as the Incredible Hulk and did a Hulk SMASH earlier in the day! THIS MOTHAFUCKA RIGHT HERE! She grabbed a fistful of her nightgown and squeezed it, trying to control any potential outburst that may roll off of her tongue.