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the TV. He couldn’t believe what he saw.
    “This is Sunshine Miller reporting live for NY 1 News. This is the scene where a vicious murder was committed only a week ago. Ahmad Simmons’ body was recovered yesterday by two fishermen who found the deceased floating face down in the Hudson River. After tracking his whereabouts with friends and family the police were lead to this night club. It is in fact the last place Ahmad was seen alive. The following tape that we are about to air has just been released by the New York City Police Department.”
    Kasheef’s jaw hit the floor when he saw a videotape of the inside of his club. It showed himself and Ahmad inside of the office with Alija in the background peeking through the door. Kasheef’s heart felt as if it would beat out of his chest as he watched himself shoot Ahmad on the local news station. It then showed him run out of the room after Alija and later showed three of Kasheef’s goons come to clean up the murder scene. Luckily for Kasheef his face was not recognizable, but to his dismay Alija was easy to identify and he instantly regretted letting her walk out of the club alive. She was the only person who could identify him as the shooter and he was sure that the police would be looking for her. That only meant one thing—he had to get to her first.

    Alija dropped the remote control as she listened to the news broadcast.
    “The extent of this crime is so drastic that the police have released this private footage in order to find citizens who may have any information regarding this offense. The police are asking for help in solving this brutal murder. The NYPD have confirmed that the victim was a suspected drug dealer, so it is a very good possibility that this is a drug related murder. If you know anything that can help in their investigation or if you recognize anyone in this video, please contact the police at (212) 965-0800. Funeral services will commence tomorrow night for Mr. Simmons. The public is welcomed to attend. Back to you Bob.”
    “Oh my God,” she stated. The ringing of her phone caused her to jump.
    “Hello?” she answered her voice barely audible.
    “What in the fuck did you get yourself into? I just saw your face all on the news. Is that what happened the night you came in crying?” Mickey asked. She was talking a mile a minute.
    “I don’t know Mick ...” Alija responded nervously. Tears swelled in her eyes and a huge lump formed in her throat. “I don’t know. I was there and it all happened so fast. I just panicked. I saw him get killed.”
    “And now the whole world knows it,” Mickey stated.
    “What am I gon’ do?” Alija asked.
    “You gon’ lay low that’s what. Just chill out and don’t say nothing to nobody. You’ve still got to live in the hood. You ain’t got the money to get out so don’t let them pigs talk you into snitching. You’ve got my little niece to think about. I’ll be home in a couple hours. We’ll talk more then,” Mickey said.
    “Okay,” Alija answered before hanging up the phone. She went into her bedroom, grabbed her baby from her crib and lay in bed. Her skin crawled as she thought about how her life had just taken a turn for the worst, and for some reason she was afraid to turn out the lights. She stared at Nahla and knew that she was in danger. “I’ve got to get us out of here baby girl ... soon.”
     
     
    “Yo, as soon as these lights go out we’re in there. Hit everything moving. ’Sheef said he’d rather be safe than sorry so shorty got to go,” Stick instructed as smoke from the blunt he was smoking escaped from his full lips. He sat outside of the apartment building with two goons behind him. They were there to do a job; to exterminate a problem. They were all working on behalf of Kasheef and knew the importance of what they were about to do because they were the same boys who had cleaned up the murder scene at the club. Their asses were on the line as well, so they had to