Chapter 11
Once Malvo saw to it that Faith and Heaven were safe and sound at her parents’ house out in Rancho Cucamonga, he and his goons hopped back onto the 210 heading West back to the City of Watts. Taking the 10 exit and getting off on Wilmington Avenue, they acknowledged that the sun was emerging and the sky was turning gray. When they rolled up into The Jordan Downs projects they saw his Chevy parked. It was little more than a hunk of charcoal as it had been burned. The ground surrounding it was scorched black. Malvo sat up in his seat when he saw his ride. His eyebrows arched and his lips peeled open in shock.
“My baby,” he uttered. It pained him to see his Pretty Black b***h ruined.
“Damn, that’s yo s**t?” Crunch asked.
“That mothafucka ain’t nothing but a hunk of coal now.” R
