Redrum by Boston George

sure.” Dirty Black looked Spider up and down like he was a chump.
    Before either man could say another word, a black minivan made a sharp stop across the street from the group of men.
    â€œYo’, watch out. It’s a hit!” Dirty Black yelled as he pulled his 9 mm from his waistband.
    Kendu reached for his gun, but before he could reach it, he saw the minivan door slide open, and three machine guns come out firing.
    Once the gunshots started banging out, everybody immediately got low. Before Spider had a chance to do anything, seven bullets ripped through his body, killing him instantly. After about a hundred rounds were fired, the minivan quickly sped off, burning rubber in the process.
    Dirty Black quickly hopped up off the ground and chased the minivan halfway down the street, popping shots at the van.
    Kendu went over and kneeled down by Spider’s side. “Fuck!” he cursed loudly.
    â€œYo’, come on. You can’t stay here!” Dirty Black said as he grabbed Kendu up. “That nigga dead. Let’s get the fuck up outta here.” He slid in Amazon’s truck and peeled off.
    â€œFuck!” Kendu cursed as he jogged across the street and jumped in his Acura and put the pedal to the metal.
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    Diamond pulled Perry’s BMW into the gas station and pulled up right beside one of the pumps when she saw Kendu’s Acura pull into the gas station.
    â€œI know that’s not him,” she told herself as she slowly slid out the BMW.
    Kendu pulled up to the pump right across from the BMW and hopped out the car, an angry look on his face and blood on his shirt. As he walked towards the front door of the gas station, he stopped and did a double-take when he saw Diamond. “Fuck you doing out here around this way?”
    â€œMinding my business,” Diamond said with much attitude.
    â€œOh, so it’s like that?” Kendu nodded toward the BMW.
    Diamond just waved him off as she began pumping her gas.
    â€œYou don’t hear me talking to you?” Kendu growled. He grabbed Diamond and hemmed her up against the car. “How you just going to do this to me over some other nigga that you just met?”
    â€œPerry knows how to treat a lady, unlike you.” She looked at Kendu’s hands on her shirt.
    â€œYou don’t know nothing about that nigga.” Kendu let go of Diamond’s shirt. “For all you know, he could be a rapist or some shit.”
    â€œNo. Perry is a gentleman, not an animal,” she said, letting the last word roll off her tongue, as she motioned her head at the blood on his shirt.
    â€œOh, so now I’m an animal?” Kendu said, looking in her eyes. “I’m your husband, but yet you treating me like some clown out in the streets.”
    â€œLong story short,” Diamond said, looking at the ground. “It’s over. I don’t want to be with you no more. I’m with Perry now. So I guess now you and your girlfriend Carmen can go live happily ever after.”
    â€œThat’s how you feel?” Kendu asked, not believing what he was hearing.
    â€œThat’s exactly how I feel.” Diamond hopped in the front seat of the BMW and stormed out of the gas station, leaving Kendu standing there.
    Kendu stood in the gas station in a stupor. Him and Diamond had been married for five years, and of course, they had their share of problems, but it wasn’t that bad to where he thought Diamond would ever leave him.
    â€œWhat a muthafuckin’ day!” Kendu smirked as he hopped in his Acura and headed home.
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    â€œI know I hit at least three of them clowns,” Mousey boasted from the passenger seat of the minivan. “I’m tired of these clowns walking around like they untouchable and shit.”
    Deuce just drove in silence with a nervous look on his face. He kept a close eye on the other young goon who sat in the back of the van, through the rearview mirror.