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“You want me to go break that damn window and look in the glove compartment to find out? You know I have no fucks to give about doing that shit.”
“You better not,” Kirsten warned, which had War laughing under his breath and removing the nine from his waist as he headed to the door.
“War, wait. Damn, you get on my nerves. You know I’m not a child. I’m thirty-one.”
“I know how old you are but what difference does it make if you’re out here moving wrong doing dumb shit? Whose car is it, Kirs?”
“His name is Raleigh.” She offered his government name, hoping it wouldn’t register but it was just like War to know exactly who she was talking about.
“Nah, dead that shit. You can’t be sleeping with the enemy. You know better.”
“He’s not my enemy or yours. You’re not even in it like that anymore and Switch never has been.”
War looked at his sister like she was stupid. She might not have all the intel but she was close enough to his and Merritt’s lives to know that some shit just wouldn’t fly.
“His fucking family is in it. They’re bad news, baby. Always have been and whether his hands are dirty or not, he’s connected. There’s bad blood there and that shit isn’t gonna change. You don’t think he considered that?”
And I’m looking into his family as the reason why we lost Merritt.
“This isn’t about you!” she yelled, throwing her hands up.
His stare was intense, shooting bullets before he spoke calmly but callously. “It’s always about me even when it’s not. That shit can’t happen, Kirs. End it or I will.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Life isn’t fair, baby. It never has been but we make it work. End that shit!”
“And if I don’t?” she challenged.
“I just told you, I will.” The look he offered said more than his words ever could.
War had delivered his final word and ended the conversation so he was on his way to the door when Kirsten yelled behind him. “I really hate you sometimes.”
He paused with his hand on the door, his chin angled toward his chest when he spoke. “And that’s okay as long as I love you enough for the both of us because that love is what keeps you alive and my mind at peace. You hating me is a small price to pay for the assurance that your life isn’t compromised.”
Not once did he look back at his sister. He simply left, knowing she wasn’t happy but he was doing what was best.
As soon as he was in his car a text came through.
Kirsten: I love you too.
He read it, closing his eyes right after without responding. Instead War made a call.
“What’s up, War?” York answered in a lazy tone that spoke to his typical high state.
York and War were boys and if he trusted anyone still walking the earth it was him. They had run the streets together being young and dumb but when War decided to sling dope, York shifted to white collar crimes. He still had blood on his hands and could switch between both worlds but his preference was electronic theft.
He was good with computers so he spent his time robbing the rich, only he didn’t give to the poor. He kept the money he stole from the wealthy for himself. The older he got, the more polished his skills became and hacking for hire was where he settled his focus. He was doing well for himself and had become one of War’s most reliable assets in the streets and in business.
“Raleigh Taylor.”
“Who dat?”
“Rez’s little cousin.”
“What about him?”
“Kirsten’s fucking with him.”
