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“You serious right now?”
“Nigga!”
“Alright. Alright. Calm down. Yes, we had a disagreement. I’ll sort that out when the time comes. Right now… right now, I need to be on my way to Hank’s.”
“Good, I don’t want you going out there alone. Hell, I was about to get on that phone and call Makai. Hank will do.”
“Not that type of party, Pops. It’s Hank’s head I’m gunning for. He ain’t going nowhere with me but to hell. And when I get down there, I’m killing that nigga again.”
“What?”
“Hank.”
“HANK? Big head ass Hank? I know you’re not talking about our Hank.”
“What other Hank do you know, Pops?”
He caught the end of his couch, easing his body down until he was stable and seated. He grabbed his head, leaning forward while propping his elbows on his knees.
“Hank, Malachi?”
There was no need to keep repeating myself. It was not time to convince my grandfather of anything. It was time to let Hank know he wasn’t invincible. Everything I’d given him, I needed that back. He’d taken too much from me. He had to die about it.
“Willie.”
“Malachi?” he whispered into the phone.
“Yeah. Where you at?” I headed out of the door, sure to leave my personal phone behind. If anything ever revealed my involvement, I didn’t want to hand them the guilty verdict before I was even tried.
“I’m leaving Hank’s in a few. Is everything alright?”
“It will be. Leave the door unlocked for me and disable the security system on your way out. I’m on my way.”
“I thought you’d never come.”
His words stopped me in my tracks.
“Did you know?”
“I didn’t but I’ve had my suspicions since day one. I simply had no proof. I’ve only been under his thumb, waiting for that proof. The minute I found it, I was prepared to clean your laundry myself, but I’m happy to assist.”
“This one’s personal, Willie. Take a vacation. You deserve it. When you touch down, we back in business.” I hopped into the truck and pulled out of the driveway, headed straight for my hideaway where I could switch vehicles.
“Say no more, Boss. See you soon.”
I hadn’t woke up this morning, thinking I’d find out my best friend of over twenty-five years had been a serpent the entire time. I kept my grass low, but time proved I didn’t keep it low enough. Instead of being weary of the snakes in my grass, I should’ve been more selective about who I let help me mow it.
* * *
The conversationwe’d had that night replayed in my head. His plans were to attend Milo’s celebration. It wasn’t until he knew I’d be stepping out that he changed them, all for the sake of having unrestricted access to my wife. I’d played right into his hand.
“Yo?”
“Don’t yo me, nigga.” He chuckled. “What’s good?”
“Shit. Shit. Chilling on it.”
“It feels good in the B. Man, we’re outside. Why the fuck you always in the house?”
