CHAPTER TWELVE
Present
“Ssssss.” Tyson repositioned himself as he gritted, then wiped his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand.
“Baby, what’s wrong with you?” Treasure’s face balled up. She was seriously worried about him.
“I’ll… I’ll be alright, sweetheart.”He shut his eyes and bit down on his bottom lip, fighting back the pain in his side. “Just…just…just finish telling me the story.”
“Showtime over heard me and Skylar planning to kill Blessyn. He wanted in on it ‘cause he was pissed that he was leaving Big Willie for A1 Entertainment. He said that although Blessyn made him a truck load of money, he was worth far more dead. I’ll be damned if he wasn’t right. His last couple of albums went diamond.”
“Why didn’t Show just let Keith nod him at the park?”
“We all agreed to let
