A/N: I may take chapter 42 down and rewrite it....but here is a new chapter and POV
Kareem Brooks| Bronx, NY
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"here boo"
I turned by head slightly from focusing on driving so that I can take a bite out of the Chic-Fil-A sandwich Jas was holding up to my mouth.
"Thank you Mulan"
I smirked at Jasmine only to get rewarded with a eye roll and smile.
It took me longer than usual to reach the storage warehouse today because of the traffic on the bridge. Nas called my phone every ten minutes asking me where I was at and asking if I was almost there yet. My nerves were flipping on the inside, but I kept a cool expression on the outside. I pulled up to the warehouse and parked next to Nas's G wagon.
I could see him off into the distance, standing by the side entrance door. I never had a bad vibe before when pulling up to the warehouse, but something felt entirely different about the place tonight and the feeling had nothing to do with the fact that Nasir had already told me that something was up... This was a feeling that I could physically feel, but couldn't explain.
"Wait here, Imma go talk with Nas real quick"
I told Jasmine as I got out the car leaving it running so she could keep the heat on.
I walked in a fast pace over to where Nas was standing. The sun was going down and with every step I took, the concrete ground felt like ice under my boots, turning into watery quicksand beneath my feet.
My adrenaline was pumping on high and on any given day I was prepared for screw ups, fuck ups and mishaps, but something about this situation seemed off.
Nas and me had been put a few of our young Crip niggas on the streets a few weeks trying to find out as much info as possible on who shot Easton and why. The different scenarios of why kept replaying over and over in my mind.
This was the first time Nas had called me about information since we put the word out to a few of our loyal Crip niggas to look out for any information on Easton's shooting.
The vibe I was feeling was a strange one.
"Sorry to call you out like this bro but you need to see this shit... Jasmine good in the car right?!"
Was the first thing out of Nas's mouth as I approached him.
"Yeah she straight, we just came from the movies, we was heading back to my crib before you called."
I expressed as I dapped Nas up , earning a small grin from him.
I shook my head smiling in response as I used my right hand to rub my chin.
"I'm here now tho, show me."
We walked in through the side door. There were no lights on, just streams of fading sunlight coming in from the windows that were near the ceilings. The air was stale and hot because the ventilation was turned off, making it feel like a iron furnace in this New York winter.
