Chapter Four
Malakai watched the Regal until it was out of sight before starting towards the black beauty that was his ride home. His right and left hands, Crazy and Bizeal, hopped out of the ebony beast, smiles plastered across their faces. Approaching them his face also broadened with a smile. He hadn’t seen his niggaz in quite some time. Being that they were convicted felons like himself, they couldn’t come see him so he kept in contact through a contraband cell phone he’d purchased on lock.
A jovially expression accented Crazy’s face when his nigga approached. He snatched the toothpick from between his lips for a proper greeting.
“What’s up, boy?”
Malakai slapped hands with the shortest one out of his crew and pulled him in for a gangsta hug. When he pulled back he took a good look
