12
“I knew it,” Darius said. “Damn. Cuz, you gotta get off that train.”
I glanced around us.
We were on an elevated track, high above the city.
A quick look at the map on the wall told us that there were no stops between here and Kemiston Memorial.
We were on a straight line for the stop.
“D, call the police,” I said.
“And what the hell they gon’ do?” Darius asked.
“I don’t know,” I said. “But we’ll have to improvise. We’ll talk later.”
“Talk?” Darius said. “Aisha, do you understand what I’m saying right now?”
“What’s the matter?” Destiny asked. “Why is Darius yelling at you?”
I closed my eyes.
“D, calm down,” I said. “We’ll figure a way out of this. Love you.”
“Way out of what?” Destiny asked.
I hung up on him.
“Cousin, we have a problem,” I said.
Destiny’s eyes widened.
