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and turned to look at Detective Brown.
    “I thought that would get your attention.” Brown pulled the rest of the pictures from the envelope. “That was Willie Jones andhis girlfriend. They were murdered leaving a baby shower.” He tossed another picture at Shai’s feet. This one was of a young man who was missing one side of his face. “We found him in an abandoned drug house. His mama had to give him a closed casket funeral. And this is one of my personal favorites.” Brown held up the picture of Slick’s mutilated face. “Poor bastard left behind a child and a grieving mother. The killer left a little note for you too.” He pointed out the word carved into Slick’s forehead.
    “Fuck does any of this have to do with me?” Shai turned away from the picture.
    “It has everything to do with you, baby boy.” Brown tapped Shai in the chest with the picture. “All of these stiffs lead back to you. At one point or another, all of these guys worked for the Clark family.”
    “Unless you’ve got a paycheck issued to one of these men from one of our companies you can’t prove that,” Shai said dismissively.
    Detective Alvarez’s cheek twitched at Shai’s arrogance. He wanted to slap the young man, but he knew the game that he and his partner were playing was hurting Shai more than his hands could. “We may not be able to prove it, but we all know there’s truth in what my partner is saying. Since being coy about it ain’t getting us nowhere, let’s be frank, shall we? Shai, I don’t give a fuck about your ex-stripper girlfriend or the faggot with the ponytail standing at your side like he wanna do something.” He jabbed his finger at Swann. “I ain’t got a problem with a nigga putting two in ya head, because that’s probably the only thing that is gonna knock some sense into it, but it becomes a problem when it happens on my streets and innocent people are placed in danger, all because you dickheads wanna makemovies in the streets. We ain’t having it, Shai, not from you or anybody else in this city. You wanna kill each other, take it to New Jersey. New York is off-limits, and I’m willing to go the extra mile to keep it that way, feel me?”
    “Nah, I don’t feel you,” Shai said. “I don’t feel you coming out here fucking with my groove, nor do I feel you fucking with my time over some murders that ain’t got nothing to do with me. You talking fantasies right now, my nigga. If you wanna sell stories, get yourself a Facebook page and a graphic designer to put ‘bestseller’ on the cover,” Shai mocked him. “Whoever did this is a slum nigga, and you know that ain’t never been my style. I’m a businessman, and when I took over this family, all illicit dealings were shut down. Now do you feel me ?”
    “Shai, we didn’t come here to argue or embarrass you on your special night, so let’s not make it more than what it is. All we want is a name and a reason so we can shut this down before more blood is spilled.” Detective Brown tried to sound sympathetic.
    Shai looked him square in the eyes. “I’m afraid I can’t help you. Good night, gentlemen.”
    “G-code, huh?” Alvarez asked Shai.
    “Live by it, die by it,” Swann answered for him.
    “If y’all like it, we love it,” Brown said, “but Shai, I’d like to leave you with a little something to think on, if I may.” Shai’s face remained unchanged, so Brown continued. “Whoever is going at you don’t give too much of a fuck about what your last name is and is going out of their way to let you know as much. It’s one thing to play war from a distance, but it becomes a whole different animal when the feud spills over into your neighborhood and eventually starts to soil your doormat. Thisis the part of the game that your daddy couldn’t teach you, but I guarantee the streets will if you don’t wise up. Y’all have a good night.” Brown started back for the Buick. Alvarez gave Shai and his crew the once-over before