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thinks she is too pretty to move. Wasn’t even worth the time it took for me to get undressed."
    "I hate it when that happens."
    When we got to Wilson’s apartment I knocked on the door, but nobody answered. "I know he’s in there. I hear them talking." Black stepped up to the door and listened for a second or two, then he put both of his hands on the door and pushed it. "Move back." Then he took a step back and kicked it in. Black stepped aside and I ran in with my gun out. Black followed me in calmly with his hands in his coat pockets. There was Wilson and two very pretty young ladies. Both of them were naked, and all Wilson had on was his underwear. On the coffee table was cocaine. Some rock and some powder and two or three pipes.
    "What the fuck!" Wilson shouted. "What the fuck you mutha fuckas doing here? And my fuckin’ door! Y’all gonna fix my door."
    When Black saw the dope on the table his eyes narrowed.
    "Black! You hear me talkin’ to you nigga! Black! What the fuck is goin’ on here?"
    But Black didn’t answer. He just stood there staring at the dope.
    "André sent us," I finally said. "He wants his money."
    "I’m a get him his money, Black. I just need a day or two to make some things happen. You tell him that."
    "You two get dressed and get outta here," Black said to the women.
    "They ain’t gotta go nowhere. Y’all ain’t gotta go nowhere. They were just about to leave."
    "I ain’t gonna say it again." And with that, both ladies got up and went in the bedroom. "Go with them, Nick." I did so, gladly.
    While I was in there watching the ladies get dressed, I could hear Wilson yelling at Black, but Black never said a word. Once I escorted the ladies out, Black took a gun and a silencer out of his pocket. "Search the place, Nick. Find me some money." Black put the silencer on the gun, but the whole time he’s staring at the table. I put on my gloves and tossed the place.
    By this time, Wilson’s whole attitude had changed. Now, with the ladies gone, he was beggin’ Black to give him a couple of days to come up with the money.
    "I found this under the mattress," I said, handing Black twenty grand.
    "On the real, Black, I need that money to make this thing happen. Give me ‘til tomorrow, Black. I’ll make it worth while for both of you."
    Black stood up. I started for the door thinking that Black would just take the money and be back on that ass again tomorrow. But not this time. Black raised his gun and fired two shots to Wilson’s head.
    This is how it went. André would send Black to collect, and Black would kill them. After awhile, André sent Black away before he killed everybody that sold for him.
    Wanda yawned and got up from the couch. "I’m going to get some coffee, you want some?" she asked.
    "No, Wanda, I’m fine."
    "I know." Wanda whispered.
    She turned away and walked into the kitchen. I watched her walk. Although we had spent the last nine hours together, this was the first time I noticed how pretty Wanda was. Not the tall skinny girl we used to tease as kids. Before yesterday, it had been ten years since I had seen her. And I probably wouldn’t have called her if I weren’t in this trouble. I felt pretty selfish. She had spent the night fencing with Kirk. I know she’s tired, but she has no plans for sleeping until she has the whole story. Black posted a million dollars to bail me out. They were my family and I would never turn my back on them again.
    "Sure you won’t have some?" Wanda said, with a deep yawn.
    "I’m sure. Why don’t you get some rest? I know you must be tired. Get some sleep and we’ll start again in the morning when you wake up."
    "I don’t think so, Nick. You wanna know why?"
    "Yeah, Wanda, tell me why."
    "Because as soon as I went to sleep, you would leave and I’d never get the whole story. And I need to know the whole story. You do understand that, don’t you, Nick?"
    "I understand, Wanda."
    "Good for you. Which reminds me. Why didn’t you tell me