Sol ran over to the ER nurse's station followed by his brother Jimmy. Theodore and Alan in his chair were close behind them.
Sol grabbed a male nurse's arm , saying quickly," I need to see Luci. Luci Moore ! She's a patient here. "
Theodore said," Yes. My uncles said she is here. "
They also had told them all to remain at home but Theodore left that part out.
The nurse looked at them and down at the clipboard he held in his hands. He shook his head at them. " I don't have a Luci Moore. " Then he rechecked it again and replied," Wait. There's an Edward Moore. He's in ICU. "
The boys all looked at each other silently. Jimmy was the first to speak, stepping in front of the nurse, looking him dead in the eyes.
Jimmy retorted," Thanks for the information, shit for brains , but that patient ain't a he. And the name is Luci Moore. Ok ? That's my brother's girlfriend you are talking about. Misgendering asshole. "
The nurse snapped," Get the fuck out of here before I call security. Now. "
" I don't think so, " they all heard from behind them. They turned to see Nicholas Volkouv and Nigel Norland coming into the ER.
Nicholas retorted sharply," I also don't appreciate you misgendering my step granddaughter. Please don't do it again. "
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Panther snatched up his son Bullet and threw him against the wall of their shared Washington DC condo.
" Fuck wrong with you, old man ? ," Bullet snapped tersely as he pushed his father off him and stood facing the older man with his fists ready to fly and his body braced to fight.
Panther slapped his son hard across the face. " What wrong with me? What wrong with me? What wrong with you, fool ? You seen the news? "
Bullet sneered," Nah. I ain't no couch jockey like your old ass. Watching stories and game shows all day. I be working. "
Panther sneered back at him ," I know you be working. You working the wrong way. Me and your uncle didn't do business like you do. We didn't sell drugs to kids like you do. And , we didn't sell guns. You into too much shit now. And , it stops now. "
Bullet spit on the carpeted floor in disgust. " What the fuck you talking about now? Ain't shit stopping. You think I'm going out there and begging the White man for a minimum wage job? Begging him to let me lick his damn boots like my cousin the bougie doctor at the fancy private school? Fuck that. "
Panther slapped him again. " You put guns in PG. You. And, a girl with a gun that probably came from you just shot Marvin's grandbaby Eddie and my grandbaby Nicole. Your daughter. "
Bullet stopped in his current movements and really looked at his father. " What the.... That ain't got shit to do with me. I ain't shoot nobody. It ain't on me. "
" I ain't studdin your lies , boy. You not selling guns no more. Not in PG. Not in DC. Nowhere. Bet learn to be happy with the drugs. And , you paying all the medical bills. You hear me? You hear me? Or I will not just kick your ass. " Panther's dark eyes glittered with cold rage in his aged dark brown face. " I'll shoot it with one of your own damn guns. "
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON 15
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about the disabled math genius and former professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their assorted family , friends and enemies in the Washington D.C. Metropolitan area. Diverse. Mult...