Page 45 of Changed Man


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“Relax, King, it’s just us,” Bobby said. “Sit down and relax.”

“I was just—”

“It’s all good,” I said and sat down. “You know anything about Whitey and Lisa Benson?”

“I know he was fuckin’ her,” King said.

“You know if she was fuckin with anybody other than Whitey?” I asked, and King looked at Bobby and pointed.

“Yeah, but I ain’t trying to kill me over it,” Bobby said.

“Wait a minute. What?” A confused King asked.

“We just came from her apartment and somebody tried to kill us,” I said.

“So, other than me,” Bobby began, “Who else was this hoe fuckin’?”

King thought for a second or two before he said, “Marquez Hernandez.”

“I’ve heard the name before,” Bobby said.

“Stick-up kid. Him and his boy, Bone Crusher,” King advised. “I wouldn’t put it past that dumb nigga to lose it over some pussy, but not Marquez.”

“Marquez,” I began. “He got anything to do with the other shooters?”

“No.”

“Who the fuck were they?” Bobby asked.

“Jason Vance did some work for Whitey a couple of months back.”

“What kind of work?” Bobby ask

ed.

“All I know was that he smoked somebody for Whitey.”

“What about the other two?” I asked.

“The other two were Dalton Ferric and Jamar Garfield. According to Ed, they’re shooters for hire.”

“We need to find out who hired them because I just ain’t buying that this shit is all about some pussy,” I said.

“Anybody else Whitey have beef with?” Bobby asked.

“Wyclef Ali.”

“Fuck is that?” I asked.

“He’s a gambler and a dealer,” King said.

“What’s that about?” I needed to know.

“Ali owes Whitey money.”

“How much?”

“Ten G’s.”

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