secret office.
When Derek stepped into the room, it was like time stood still. Scar was sitting behind a huge mahogany desk like the CEO of a legitimate company, his face looking much improved. His scar actually made him look dangerous, instead of ugly and deformed like it did when he was a kid. Who wouldâve thought an ugly birth defect could benefit him? Derek, thinking his eyes were deceiving him, was at a loss for words as he stared at Scar, and his legs grew weak, threatening to fail him.
âAinât this a bitch! My big brother,â Scar said, standing up and stepping from behind the desk.
Derek was still speechless. He didnât know whether to cry, scream, or say sorry.
âI know the cat ainât got your tongue, nigga. You ainât happy to see your little brother after a hundred years and shit?â Scar grabbed Derek for a manly hug.
âIâm just so fuckinâ happy to see you, man,â Derek, shaking all over, finally managed to say. âIâm so sorry I couldnât keep my promise at the time. I was a kid. They snatched me away from you. I had promised Mommyââ
âCâmon, man, I donât hold you responsible for nothinâ. Them white people ainât care nothing about two black little niggas tryinâa keep whatever piece of family they had together. I ainât never blame you, my nig. Besides, if shit didnât happen the way it did, I wouldnât be the king I am today.â Scar offered his dumbfounded brother a seat.
âI told Mommy I would always take care of you. Iâm back and I will keep that promise,â Derek assured his brother.
And he wasnât lying. Although he had pledged to uphold the law of the State of Maryland, Derek had another chance to keep his promise to his mother and he vowed he would forever be his brotherâs keeperâif his brother wanted to be kept. From that day forward he helped Scar stay one step ahead of the law. One step ahead of the jump-out boys and the narcs.
But when the heat got turned up on Derek to make some big busts, he spoke with Scar, and they agreed to put on their little show. Scar agreed to take a fall to help his brother look good in the eyes of the department and the public. Thatâs why Derek Fuller would always be grateful to his brother and never forget the sacrifice heâd made for him.
Chapter Five
Halleigh sighed in relief when she saw the car diminishing in her rearview mirror. Her heart was still pounding in her chest. She peered in the backseat to check on her son and saw that he was sleeping in his car seat. He had no idea what had just gone down, and frankly, neither did Halleigh. She knew this was more than her being paranoid. Somebody had tried to follow her home. She didnât know who it was, but she was sure she was in danger. She could feel it in her bones that something bad was lingering closely and she had to let Malek know.
âMalek!â she yelled as she raced into the house. âMalek!â She went through their apartment, turning on every single light in her home. Her distressed yelling caused her baby to begin to cry, and his wails filled the house. Realizing that Malek was nowhere to be found, she tried him on his cell phone.
âWhatâs up, Hal?â he asked, upon answering.
âMalek, somebody tried to follow me home today!â she yelled, still in a panic.
âHalleigh, ma, weâve been over this. Nobody is going to touch you here. Nobodyâs after you.â
âMalek, I saw the car. I spun the block like you taught me. Iâm sureââ
âHal, baby girl, weâll talk about it when I make it home. Youâre safe. Iâma keep you safe, aâight. Iâm not going to let anyone hurt you again.â
Frustrated, Halleigh hung up the phone. She wasnât as weak as Malek thought she was. Halleigh was hoping she could convince him to see things her way before things got bad