“Alright, I want chu to knock on the door, should you try anything funny, I’ll blow you and that b***h’s brains out. Got it?” Melvin threatened. Shivs didn’t say a word. He just arched his eyebrows and clenched his jaws. “I’m not in the habit of repeating myself, mothafucka. So I suggest you answer me,” he gritted his teeth as he spoke into Shivs’s ear, pressing his revolver further into his back.
“I got chu,” Shivs rolled his eyes, annoyed. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door. When there wasn’t any response, he waited for a moment, and knocked on it again. While he and Melvin waited for someone to answer the door, Melvin glanced over his shoulder to make sure there wasn’t anyone watching them. There wasn’t anyone in sight.
“Who is it?” Tamara, Shivs’s sister’s voice called from
