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her, and in the process, he helped to validate her. She was eternally grateful to him for that. With Malek, he didn’t judge her or come down on her for anything, but he was someone that she’d loved and known and had history with. So, in her mind, she never really knew if Malek’s actions toward her were stemming from a genuine place in his heart or out of pity for her.
    More tears came to her eyes when she looked at the picture of herself, Mimi, and Tasha that sat on her nightstand. She wiped them away, took a deep breath, and picked it up. “Mimi,” she whispered as her fingers graced the faces in the picture. “God, please take care of my girl.”
    Honk! Honk!
    The sound of Malek’s car horn made her jump. She put the picture in the basket and took one last look at her room before turning out the light.
    Tasha was waiting in the hallway, leaning against the wall. With her arms folded in front of her, she looked defiant.
    Honk!
    â€œI’ve got to go,” Halleigh stated reluctantly.
    Tasha nodded and said, “It’s on, bitch! I should whup your ass right now! Hmm.”
    â€œTake care of yourself, Tash,” Halleigh stated through her tears. She took her house key off her key ring and held it out for Tasha.
    â€œGet that shit out my face before I wear your ass out,” she replied, slapping the key out of Halleigh’s hand.
    Halleigh left the house in tears and in shock and walked back to the car.
    â€œYou a’ight?” Malek asked. He noticed that she had been crying, and he reached out for her hand.
    She gripped it tightly. “Let’s go,” she whispered as she looked up at the apartment building.
    Malek put the car in gear and pulled away from Halleigh’s past. “Halleigh, what’s up? What’s wrong? What happened in there?”
    Halleigh slumped in her seat and blew some air out of her lungs. “I don’t know . . . she talking crazy. It’s like I go from Manolo and one controlling situation to another. Like she don’t want me to leave, talking about if I leave, then it’s on. ‘It’s on, bitch!’ ” Halleigh said in a mocking tone. “I mean, I can’t believe her.”
    â€œHalleigh, it’s done! You outta here and you ain’t looking back.”
    Halleigh didn’t respond immediately to Malek.
    â€œYou trust me to take care of you, right?”
    Halleigh hesitated, and then she looked at Malek and said, “Malek, you know I trust you, you know that. But I wanna ask you something, and I need you to be straight-up and completely honest with me.”
    â€œDefinitely,” Malek responded.
    â€œMalek, did you kill Mimi and Tasha’s brother Maury?” Halleigh asked with a frown and a concerned look.
    Malek cut his eyes at Halleigh, trying to figure out how she could have known that. He was also wondering just how he should answer her, so he kept quiet. His hope was that through his silence, Halleigh would get the answer she was looking for.
    Halleigh asked again, “Malek, did you kill Mimi and Maury?”
    Malek reached forward and turned up the volume to Jay-Z’s American Gangster soundtrack. But he made sure not to answer Halleigh’s question.

Chapter Three
    â€œM anolo’s money is my money, and you fucked up Manolo’s money. So that means you fucked up my money!” Sweets bitch-slapped Tasha, sending her to the floor of the beauty salon.
    Tasha had reached out to Sweets, asking him to meet her at the hair salon. Her hope was that if she were to meet him in a public place, he wouldn’t spazz out on her. But with the loss of her brother and one of her best friends, she was really going through it, and she decided to return to the one thing that was familiar to her: selling pussy.
    Sweets held his foot to Tasha’s throat, completely cutting off her air. “Where the fuck was you?”
    As Tasha was about to pass out, Sweets