"Mouth, you don't need to be there. I don't want you involved." I checked my piece and clipped it to my side, the heavy weight like a part of me after carrying it for so long. I doubt that I'd stop carrying anytime soon, legit or not.
"I'm coming with you. Who knows what Junior and I would get up to here on our own." She was holding me hostage with the kid. If she wasn't who she is that s**t wouldn't carry any weight, but she'd proven time and again that she could get into trouble even with her team three feet away. Maybe it was best I keep her with me.
"Fine, but you don't say s**t to this asshole. You just sit and listen. And Mouth, we're just going to talk." Maybe you'll learn something. Like there're other ways to deal with a motherfucker than taking off his head. I checked her over
