CHAPTER FOURTe’Qui was stirred awake by the ringing and vibration of his cellular. He turned on the lamp light as he twisted his knuckle at the corner of his eye. He picked up his cell phone and looked at the display. Recognizing the number, he frowned up wondered why homie was banging his jack at that time a night.
“What’s brackin’, Big?” Te’Qui spoke groggily into his cell phone.
“Man, my bad fa wakin’ you up at this hour, but I needa holla at chu, ASAP.” Big Will said into the cellular.
Te’Qui glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was two o’clock in the morning.
“It’s all good, Big, speak onnit.” he told him as he lay back in bed. Kesha laid her head against him and rubbed on his chest.
“It’s best that I holla at chu in person. A nigga ain’t really tryna blast his bitn
