While the guys got suited and booted for the deal tonight. Montel, Smalls, Joey and I made out way to Reese’s house. The chick from the house party was still there and I had questions. The guys were conflicted and dint want me to get my hands dirty thing was I had been her target so that fact there put me in to the hilt.
“What if we have to t*****e her?” Asked Montel.
“I’m with it,” says Smalls.
“Guys we are going to ty to get through today without having to t*****e anyone,” I looked at the as we stood on Reese’s front porch, “any of yawl ever tortured anyone?”
They all looked around, no one saying yes. “Well no reason to start now.” I said sitting on the stoop. “Has she had anything to drink or went to the bathroom?”
“No” was the unanimous answer. “Good she should be pretty desperate
