Faith banged on the door of her cousin's condo in Washington DC's Georgetown neighborhood. She was in full cop mode. This was not a friendly family visit. She had warned that asshole. She didn't give a shit what he did in DC at Project W but she didn't want him trying to branch his shit out to PG County.
Bullet opened the front door wearing nothing but a pair of baggy plaid drawers and a white cotton undershirt. He was drinking from a bottle of beer which had her lips craving one bad. " Well , well," he said with a wide lipped smirk. " I thought it was a pig. Oh. Sorry. " Officer Of The Goddamn Law ". Hey, cuz. What the fuck you want? Your hoity ass side of the family don't associate with mine, remember? Since your moms moved y'all all the way to PG. "
Faith kept her face as expressionless as possible. " Booger Ward. "
Bullet laughed while remaining in the doorway, blocking her view of the inside of his expensively decorated condo. " Who the fuck that ? "
" Just the head of The PG Bandits. They been slinging their shit for years. Heroin. Crack. Coke. Same as Project W. He's dead. "
Bullet narrowed his dark brown eyes. " Sorry to hear that but I don't know the man. Friend of yours , Detective Faithie ? "
Faith stepped closer to him. So close she could literally smell the onions he had obviously been eating earlier. " Cut the shit, Bullet. We all know you want to branch beyond DC. We all know you want in PG. We all know you are the reason drug overdoses have tripled in the past few months. We all know. Did you kill Ward? "
Bullet said coldly," Fuck you. You don't know shit. I don't even know the man. And if you had evidence I did anything my ass would be in your little interrogation room in Maryland. Back off , cuz. Seriously. Back off. I'm not my daddy. "
His eyes shone with cold rage and he bared his teeth in a cruel smile. " I'm not my father. I'm more like Uncle Eddie. Daddy gives a shit about fam and all that mess. It's why he found the dude that shot Buis White boy. I couldn't cared less about that White boy. All I care about is my money. " He crossed his broad arms cockily. " My money. You hear me. Pigs been trying to get me forever and they can't. You ain't no different. I'm smarter than you all. Just back off. Or you will be sorry. "
He drained the last of the beer. " And so will your fairy brother and his White boy. "
Faith reached out to snatch hold of his undershirt. " You threatening me? You threatening my family? "
Bullet pulled her hand off of him. " Nah. No threats, bitch. Just talking. That's what you pigs do best. Talk. You know. Right before you go bashing my head in. "
Suddenly a tall skinny White middle aged woman with bleached blonde hair in a big baggy tee shirt that reached down to her thighs appeared behind Bullet and wrapped her arms around him. " Come back to bed , babe," she purred. " My pussy is getting lonely. "
Then she noticed Faith at the door and her eyes narrowed. " Who the fuck is this bitch? "
Bullet laughed. " She ain't nobody, LuLu. Just a pig selling woof tickets as my daddy would say. Bye bye , Miss Officer Of The God Damn Law. Come back when you can prove shit. "
Then he closed the door in Faith's face. Her pissed off face.
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON SIX
General FictionThe ongoing continuing soap opera about the loves , laughs , ups and downs of disabled math professor genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis and their family and friends in the Washington DC Metro area.