birthmark?â
Derek swallowed hard because his motherâs face came flooding back to his mindâs eye. He could see her brown sugarâcolored skin and straight white teeth so clearly smiling at him. Those memories were from a time when things were so good for them. In reality, the last time heâd laid eyes on his mother, she was a gaunt skeleton with missing teeth and riddled with bruises.
Shaking his head, Derek got it together. âItâ¦it was a heart-shaped, cherry-colored mark on her left cheek, and she used to call it âa motherâs loveâ and tell us she got it from our kisses,â Derek said, barely able to get the words out.
The man was really confused when Derek said âour kisses.â He looked at Derek intensely then disappeared, armed with the answer. Within minutes, the man returned and Derek was allowed to follow him back to the 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. Scarâs face looked 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? It was as if his deformity had dictated what he was to become.
Derek was at a loss for words. He stared at Scar, thinking his eyes were deceiving him. Derekâs legs were weak and threatened to fail him.
âAinât this a bitch! My little big brother,â Scar said, standing up and stepping from behind the desk.
Derek was still speechless. Like the first time he saw the wanted poster, Derek didnât know what to doâcry, scream, or say he was sorry.
âI know the cat ainât got your tongue, niggah. You ainât happy to see your little brother after a hundred years and shit?â Scar said, grabbing Derek for a manly hug.
âIâm just so fuckinâ happy to see you, man,â Derek finally managed to say. âIâm so sorry I couldnât keep my promise. I was a kid. They snatched me away from you. I had promised Mommyâ¦â Derek rambled, shaking all over.
âCâmon, man. I donât hold you responsible for nothinâ. Them white people ainât care nothing about two black little niggahs tryâna 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 that I am today,â Scar assured, offering 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 didnât lie. Although he had pledged allegiance to uphold the law of the state of Maryland, his allegiance to his family was stronger. Derek had another chance to keep his promise to his mother, and he vowed he would forever be his brotherâs keeperâthat is, if his brother wanted to be kept.
From that day forward, Derek helped Scar stay above the law. He made sure Scar was always one step ahead of the jump out boys and the Narcotics Unit. 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. It had all worked outâor so they hoped.
Chapter 5
A Tangled Web We Weave
Derek had daydreamed about his childhood and his reunion with Scar all the way home. He looked at the bag of dirty money he held and asked himself if it was worth it. It gave him an ill feeling in the pit of his stomach. That was a lot of fucking money, and the old street credoâmore money, more problemsâwas about to ring true for Derek Fuller.
Shaking his head to clear out the cobwebs of the past, Derek pulled into his driveway. Thoughts of his wife and her warm hugs, kisses,