Chapter 10
“ W hat are you doing?” Gray said, pointing his gun at me.
I retrieved my gun, allowing it to lay flat on my open palm.
“We need to talk,” I said calmly.
Gray gripped his tighter, noticing how unintimidated I looked. “About what?”
“You’re not in charge,” I told him.
“Oh?” he challenged manufacturing a smile. “And what makes you think that?”
“Gray,” I said in an unwavering tone. “You’re not in charge.”
Gray chuckled nervously, shifting his weight as he did. “You threatening me with that gun, boy?”
“No.” In a flash, my hand tilted, and the pistol fell into my grip. “Now I am.”
“Ford, what are you doing?” Brad asked.
“Gray, I’ve told you that you’re not in charge. Now, I have no problem giving you this gun. You can hold them. I don’t mind. But before you do, I wanna hear
