“You must be disappointed,” I said.
“Incredibly.”
“Asshole,” Aunt Janine hissed.
Seth shook his head at her. “You and Kera go in the house, Auntie. We got this.”
“I don’t know if—” she started to argue.
“Aww, don’t worry, Auntie. We’re not going to hurt your baby,” Turner taunted.
I looked at Seth, who managed to keep his expression cool. It was funny how these niggas tried to get to us. Bitches would have to do a lot more to fuck with my head. Seth spoke to his aunt again.
“Go ‘head, Aunt Janine.”
“Yeah, I’ll send someone in to talk to you,” Turner called. “You’re potential witnesses and we plan to investigate this casethoroughly.”
Janine flipped him off before marching in front of Kera back to the house. Turner whistled as they walked off.
“Lil Sis is fine. Auntie ain’t bad either,” he said.
Seth just smiled. I knew my nigga probably wanted to fuck his bitch ass up.One day, I thought.
“You have some questions for us?” I asked as Royce approached with two patrolmen.
“Why don’t you tell us what happened here?”
“Why don’t you tell us what you heard?” Seth cut in.
Turner’s eyes narrowed. “We’re not here for your smart mouth, Carter.”
“Somebody pulled up and started shooting. We got down. That’s all we know,” I said, shrugging.
“You didn’t get a look at the car?” Royce asked.
“Nah,” I lied.
We were going to handle this shit on our own and I didn’t need the police over my damn shoulder. I watched as the other cops fanned out to talk to people who had gathered.
“No color? Make? Model?” Turner pressed.
Seth shook his head. “Happened too fast. The car was dark. That’s all I know.”
“The caller reported there were two other people in the yard with you. Possibly two African American females,” one of the patrolmen spoke up.
“The caller was wrong,” I said.
Turner scowled at me before turning to Seth. “You sure your aunt and your sister weren’t out here when shit popped off?”
“They ran out after the shots stopped.”
For an hour and a half, we played this game with them, revealing nothing, listening to everything. Finally, Royce held up a hand.
“I think we have enough,” he said.
“We don’t have shit,” muttered Turner.
Despite the fact that they’d questioned multiple people, they had no leads. No one had seen shit, of course. Aunt Janine and Kera confirmed Seth’s story. I overheard Royce tell Turner they couldn’t even find the caller. Whoever it was must’ve used a burner.
