he doesn’t fuck around when it comes to me. He always has my back, and shit would be a lot harder if he wasn’t around. Both for me and for my dad. He keeps everything in line, and without him, my dad would surely be dead or in jail by now. So, instead of having to deal with Uncle Mikey, he would just get rid of me all together, and then use it as fuel to wage war against the Russians, which he’d probably lose.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because the Russians have connections everywhere. They’re a bigger family and organization than us. They’ve got cops, politicians, and judges all in their back pocket. That’s why they never go to jail for shit. Going to war with them is a death wish, which is why my dad hasn’t acted on the fact that they killed Fab, and possibly Tony. He’s scared of them.”
I immediately remembered my dream and the cop I saw at Mariana’s with the tattoo on his hand. From what Kelvin was suggesting, that cop may very well have been one of Ivan’s guys. I felt a chill shoot down my spine.
“Do you think that that’s what Deshaun wants to tell you? Something about your father?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen him act so nervous before. He actually looked scared,” Kelvin said with a frown etched on his face. I got the feeling that scared wasn’t something he’d seen too often in members of The Family.
A few minutes later, my text tone went off. It was Lexy. She must’ve heard about me taking the rest of the week off and was probably worried. My first thought was to text her back right away, but then I realized that I needed to come up with a believable reason for taking the time off. I wasn’t good at lying, and I absolutely hated that I had to lie to Lex. In the end, however, I decided that I just wouldn’t text her back until I figured out what I wanted to say.
The rest of the morning was pretty eventless. Kelvin and I stayed in bed watching rerun episodes of Friends until almost noon. We’d ordered up room service for breakfast and lunch, but we still hadn’t heard anything from Kelvin’s uncle. I could tell Kelvin was starting to become more and more anxious as the hours ticked by without his phone ever going off.
My phone, however, wouldn’t shut up. Lexy had called about five times, and texted about ten times wondering what was going on with me, but I still didn’t have the courage to answer yet. With each passing minute, I knew that whatever excuse I came up with was going to have to be pretty legit, because she was going to be pissed, and rightfully so.
At one o’clock in the afternoon, Kelvin’s phone chimed. He’d received a text message finally. When the phone went off he jumped up to lean over and look at the screen. I heard him let out a loud sigh when he read the name.
“Who is it?” I inquired nervously.
“It’s Mike. Lexy told him to ask me why you weren’t answering her calls.”
I couldn’t help but giggle at the situation. I knew Kelvin was pissed that he’d gotten so excited about the phone finally getting a message, only to see that it was Mike and Lexy. I held back a smile as I reached over and rubbed his back.
“I’m sorry, Babe. I know you’re stressed. I’ll text her and tell her that I’ll get in touch with her later,” I said.
I turned around and reached over for my phone that was on the nightstand next to me. Just as my hand grazed my cell, I heard Kelvin’s phone chime again. I exhaled loudly and turned around.
“Geez. I’m about to text her right now. Tell him to hold his horses,” I complained.
“It’s not Mike this time,” Kelvin replied. He unplugged his phone from the charger and turned over to face me. The look on his face was one of apprehension.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. The tension in his face was starting to scare me.
“It’s my uncle. He says he thinks someone’s following him.” Kelvin looked extremely worried as he glared at the phone.
I wasn’t really sure what to say after
“Why do you say that?”
“Because the Russians have connections everywhere. They’re a bigger family and organization than us. They’ve got cops, politicians, and judges all in their back pocket. That’s why they never go to jail for shit. Going to war with them is a death wish, which is why my dad hasn’t acted on the fact that they killed Fab, and possibly Tony. He’s scared of them.”
I immediately remembered my dream and the cop I saw at Mariana’s with the tattoo on his hand. From what Kelvin was suggesting, that cop may very well have been one of Ivan’s guys. I felt a chill shoot down my spine.
“Do you think that that’s what Deshaun wants to tell you? Something about your father?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen him act so nervous before. He actually looked scared,” Kelvin said with a frown etched on his face. I got the feeling that scared wasn’t something he’d seen too often in members of The Family.
A few minutes later, my text tone went off. It was Lexy. She must’ve heard about me taking the rest of the week off and was probably worried. My first thought was to text her back right away, but then I realized that I needed to come up with a believable reason for taking the time off. I wasn’t good at lying, and I absolutely hated that I had to lie to Lex. In the end, however, I decided that I just wouldn’t text her back until I figured out what I wanted to say.
The rest of the morning was pretty eventless. Kelvin and I stayed in bed watching rerun episodes of Friends until almost noon. We’d ordered up room service for breakfast and lunch, but we still hadn’t heard anything from Kelvin’s uncle. I could tell Kelvin was starting to become more and more anxious as the hours ticked by without his phone ever going off.
My phone, however, wouldn’t shut up. Lexy had called about five times, and texted about ten times wondering what was going on with me, but I still didn’t have the courage to answer yet. With each passing minute, I knew that whatever excuse I came up with was going to have to be pretty legit, because she was going to be pissed, and rightfully so.
At one o’clock in the afternoon, Kelvin’s phone chimed. He’d received a text message finally. When the phone went off he jumped up to lean over and look at the screen. I heard him let out a loud sigh when he read the name.
“Who is it?” I inquired nervously.
“It’s Mike. Lexy told him to ask me why you weren’t answering her calls.”
I couldn’t help but giggle at the situation. I knew Kelvin was pissed that he’d gotten so excited about the phone finally getting a message, only to see that it was Mike and Lexy. I held back a smile as I reached over and rubbed his back.
“I’m sorry, Babe. I know you’re stressed. I’ll text her and tell her that I’ll get in touch with her later,” I said.
I turned around and reached over for my phone that was on the nightstand next to me. Just as my hand grazed my cell, I heard Kelvin’s phone chime again. I exhaled loudly and turned around.
“Geez. I’m about to text her right now. Tell him to hold his horses,” I complained.
“It’s not Mike this time,” Kelvin replied. He unplugged his phone from the charger and turned over to face me. The look on his face was one of apprehension.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. The tension in his face was starting to scare me.
“It’s my uncle. He says he thinks someone’s following him.” Kelvin looked extremely worried as he glared at the phone.
I wasn’t really sure what to say after
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