Chapter 183
“Aye, you heard about what happened at the carwash?” The dude questioned, as he approached the porch.
Casey lifted her head. “Nah, what happened?” “Shit, that nigga QT and Foo got into a squabble.”
Hearing my brother’s name immediately caught my attention. “QT from here?” I asked ole boy.
“Hell, yeah. That nigga pistol whipped Foo, and Ion know what’s finna happen next. Foo a YN, and you know them lil’ niggas is ignorant. He beenadone shot up the whole block, trying to get QT. I’m just hoping that somebody talks him down.”
I shook my head, as I lifted my phone to text my reckless ass brother.
“What was they fighting over?” Soya probed.
“Shit.” The dude scratched the side of his face. “It started over a dice game.”
I shook my head again, while texting QT.
“Okay, then what happened?” Casey wanted to know.
“Foo had crapped out, and then tried to snatch the money off the ground.”
“Oh, well shit.” Casey rubbed her thighs. “That nigga deserved that beat down. Somebody should’ve taught his young ass better.”
“And if he’s like that, then QT handled him the only way that he could,” Soya added. “Lil’ nigga probably would’ve pulled a gun the first chance he got.”
“True.” The dude nodded. “But that shit just reminded me of why I rarely go to that carwash now. Too much shit be going down, and the older I get, the more I know that I aint got time for the bullshit. Hanging up there is just a case waiting to happen.”
I nodded in agreement, wishing that my big brother was mature enough to see that himself.