Club Simone’s The quiet streets echoed Delores’ high-pitched voice as her stout hand gripped the cell phone and opened it. “Hello… What… What time is it Tyrell? Why you calling me, boo?” She wrinkled her chocolate colored forehead as her large brown eyes searched the night streets. This late at night, nothing moved around except a bum traveling around. He looked at her and decided to keep moving when the driver exited the...

Blood is thicker than water Keisha’s large eyes watched his heart-shaped face. Del’s pudgy two-hundred and thirty pound body squeezed onto the seat. His bloodshot eyes clashed with the burgundy leather of her custom-painted hot pink 1997 Mercedes two-door convertible sports car. The 2-karat diamond encrusted tennis bracelet around her slender arm quivered and sparkled in the sunlight as the small car shifted under his wei...

Tough choices sometimes have to be made Keisha’s piercing voice emphasized every word as her petite hand rested inside her custom-made pink leather purse. Caressing the cold steel of the Berretta 9mm, her brown eyes followed Tyrell like a hawk watching its prey. She noticed the expensive Rolex watch contrasting against his olive green Carthart jean outfit. Narrowing her large eyes, Keisha looked at her brother and said, “...