white-passing- jamal turner

twenty-four (filler)

We all went to Jasmine's house while she explained to us what she knew. 

"Oooh, nice shoes, Jamal," she said, "And Ari. Cute new top!! Monse, you should take notes."

"Thanks!"

"So, it all starts with Monse and Cesar," she said, clicking on her remote. Girl had a whole PowerPoint, "Let's call them Homeyo and Doodooette. Homeyo, the heir to the Santos, and Doodooette, the secret princess of the Prophet$."

"What are you talking about?" Monse said.

"You'll have your turn to debate facts," Jasmine said, "But until then, I have the floor. And don't deny it, girl. Why else would your dad be so mad for Cesar being at your crib on New Year's?"

"Jasmine, how do you know about that?" Cesar said. 

"I was there!"

My eyes widened as she played us a video from Monse's window of them on New Year's. 

"Ok, so you're just a full-on stalker is what you're saying?" I said.

"Hush hush," Jasmine said, "You had to promise your dad not to see him again."

"No, that's not what I promised, and my dad not wanting Cesar at my house had nothing to do with some vendetta. He was worried he was dangerous."

"Because he's a Santo! Girl, you are basically doing my job explaining this for me."

I don't even know why we were here. Jasmine had yet to make a valid and logical point. Monty didn't want Cesar at their house the same reason my parents didn't want him at ours. A gang member was after him!

"Ooh, speaking of jobs. Monse's dad's "long hauls" are really about moving product."

"No! No, they're not."

"Do you know where your dad was on every trip?"

"No."

"Well, I do!" she said, "I've been tracking him via a tracker I put on his truck."

Jamal and I exchanged looks. This girl has to be joking. Turns out she was not. She had a whole map of where he'd been, and that they were all hotspots for drugs.

"Jasmine! That product that he's shipping is a real product. Not drugs."

"Wow, Monse. You seem to know a lot about your dad and his job, but did you know your daddy also has an insta account? And guess what? He's been putting miles on that too!"

"My dad is not a trafficker or a Prophet!!" Monse said.

"How about a Cowboy?"

Jasmine pulled up a picture of Monty taking a selfie in a cowboy hat. 

"What does that photo have to do with anything??" I said. 

"And if Monty's head of the Prophet$, why would we take them down?" Jamal said.

"Because Monse wouldn't give up the D, and neither would Monty."

We all looked at each other, a tad disturbed.

"Daughter! His daughter! Man, you're all in your outlandish assumptions!"

"So, then, what happened?" Jamal said. 

"So, then, Monty and his crew used the money they stole from Freeridge Savings, while Monse was conveniently living out of town with her mother, and Cesar was pretending to be heartbroken post-breakup!"

"Jasmine! We're still broken up!" Cesar said.

"Oh, really? Then what was that humpety-dump last night?" she said, "Exhibit E!"

We looked at the TV, and I immediately wanted to scoop my eyes out with a melon baller. Monse and Cesar were doing the deed, and Jasmine got it on video. Ruby covered Jamal's ears, and I covered my ears and put my head down.

"Stop! Turn it off! Turn it off!" Monse said.

"Don't believe me now?" Jasmine said, "Because I got the sheets, and I'm not above using a black light."

I felt just thinking about that. Jasmine finished up her BS theory and ended it with showing us a video from a few minutes ago that she took of Jamal's shoes and my new outfit. 

"In conclusion!" she said, "You are all under arrest! This is a citizen's arrest! You have laundered stolen money and were accessories to a crime! You all have the right to shut the hell up and bend over while I frisk you!  Ruby first!"

"Hold up!" Jamal said, "If we're going down, you're going down with us!"

"You taught us how to clean the money!" I said.

"And where to buy fake IDs!" Monse said.

"No, I didn't! That wasn't me!" Jasmine said, clicking on the remote to her fake, "That was Mona."

Ruby stood up, "Well, you can tell that MONA, she's not the only one who knows how to use an iPhone!"

Ruby pulled out his phone and played back a recording of the recording of Monse and Cesar.

"This is child pornography! And I'm citizen arresting YOU for being a peddler of it!"

"Damn, Ruby! I didn't think you had that in you! Ok, baby truce."

"Just give us a minute!" Cesar said. 

The five of us huddled in. Cesar wanted to keep Jasmine involved because of her connections to the police. Jamal and I were against it, though. 

Jasmine started talking about Rollerworld and Lil Ricky. She said she never found a death certificate after looking him up.

So, that meant one thing. Lil Ricky really is alive.