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thing she had thought to shave; she hadn’t planned on coming over here and getting it in like that.
    It reminded her of the real reason for her visit. “There was something that I had to tell you, which was why I came over here like that.”
    â€œYou mean without calling first?”
    â€œYeah, you are stuck on that, I see. What you got going on that’s got you so funny-actin’?”
    Detrick exhaled. “Whatever.”
    â€œYou better check your other bitches, Detrick, if it’s like that. If I’m knocking on the front door, they need to be creeping out the back window.”
    â€œAhh, you like that, huh?
    â€œDon’t act like you don’t know.” Lenora smiled at the silly expression on his face.
    â€œIt ain’t like that, Nora.” He said her name slow and playful. “I always want to know when to expect someone, don’t just be having anybody drop by my crib. You know it.”
    â€œYeah.” Lenora took a puff of the cigar as Detrick held it between his fingers for her. “The job you gave us last night was a fucking mess, Detrick. Tandy is charging double.”
    â€œDouble what?”
    â€œDouble the fee. Forty, she said.”
    â€œForty g’s?” Detrick laughed. “I’ll be damned. Glad I ain’t stuck with that.”
    â€œWhat?”
    They stared at each other for a moment, confusion wafting in the air between the two like thick smoke.
    â€œWhat are you talking about?” Lenora said.
    â€œWhat are you talking about, ma?” Detrick sat up and handed her the cigar.
    â€œDetrick, the job you had us do—it was all fucked up.”
    â€œThat’s where you got me fucked up, Nora—I ain’t give y’all no job.”
    Lenora sat straight up. “What?”
    â€œNaw.” Detrick lay back down. “Check with Tandra.”
    â€œListen, she said to tell you double. After she called you an asshole, again. So I know she was talking about you. What the fuck?”
    â€œI be’s that,” Detrick said, imitating the hook to the Redman anthem. “Tandra got it fucked up, though. Asshole or not, I ain’t give her no job yesterday.” Detrick shrugged again. “You hungry?”
    Lenora shook her head no. “You better not be fucking with me, Detrick, just trying not to pay. I ain’t going back to Tandy looking stupid.”
    â€œNever that, baby girl. I wouldn’t do you like that.”
    They lay in silence for a long time. Lenora tried to figure out what was going on. Tandra had said charge Detrick double, but Detrick clearly had no idea what she was talking about.
    â€œYou want some breakfast?” he said, after a long while.
    â€œNo.” Lenora rubbed his stomach. “I can’t eat after that mess I cleaned last night. It was too much.”
    â€œDamn, that bad?”
    Lenora nodded.
    With his eyes, Detrick followed the trail of smoke that flowed from his lips. “I ain’t hear no buzz about nothing going down last night.”
    â€œThat’s wild.” Lenora closed her eyes, trying to forget the faces of the bodies from the night before. She had tried to keep from looking at dead folks when they cleaned—tried to just do her job and keep herself unattached—but she was never able to. “She said it was Crown’s spot. You should have at least heard something about it.”
    Detrick sat up. “What?”
    Lenora hesitated. She didn’t talk about her cleaning duties with anyone. But Detrick was her man, kind of sort of. He could be trusted. And she needed to confide in someone about it or she was going to explode.
    â€œI know for a fact it was Crown’s spot, cuz Tandra said it. And she said to charge you double for it.”
    â€œCrown called in a cleanup without telling me?” He sat back, the cigar burned in his mouth without him taking a puff. “Who all was up in there?”
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