“What’s up, Mal? What’s on your mind?” he asked concerned.
“Showtime.” He stared ahead at nothing, looking like he was in a trance. “We gotta get this fool.”
“We will homeboy, I promise you that.” He gave him a stern look.
“We promised you that.” Crazy gripped Bizeal’s shoulder from over the couch.
***
Tyson and Henry sat in the tree across the street from The Sheridan apartment complex, which was the tenement that Malakai had drugs pumping out of. The darkness and wild leaves of the tree helped to camouflage the father and son pairing from the armed men patrolling the grounds of the building. Henry took in the complex and its surroundings with his night vision binoculars. He took mental notes of how many men there were in all guarding the place. Henry lowered the binoculars from his
