Secrets Uncovered by Amaleka McCall Read Free Book Online

legs of the folding chair Slick occupied, sending him toppling to the ground.
    â€œSay sorry to the kid,” Easy hissed, his dark boot pressed against Slick’s neck. Slick knew who Easy was, and he wasted no time bitching out to his fear.
    â€œJunior, li’l man...you know I be messing up sometimes, but—” Slick had started to speak, but his words were short-lived when the butt of Easy’s gun landed on his skull, rendering him speechless.
    â€œAll I told you to say was sorry,” Easy spat.
    Slick’s bladder involuntarily emptied on the floor of the basement gambling hole. The rest of the patrons of the illegal gambling spot had cleared out as soon as these intruders had arrived with their guns pointed and raised.
    Junior felt powerful, like God right now. He was proud to be associated with Easy, and he loved seeing Slick humiliated.
    â€œNow try it again,” Easy instructed, forcing Slick’s head up so he could look at Junior’s face.
    â€œJunior...little man,” Slick said.
    His words caused Mr. Rock to flinch.
    â€œDon’t call me that,” Junior gritted. “I’m not none of your li’l man. You don’t be acting all nice when you tryin’a kick my mom’s ass, nigga!” Junior spat out.
    â€œI—I’m sorry, man. I love Betty. You gotta believe me. I... can’t control it sometimes,” Slick pleaded.
    Watching his grown ass start to cry like a bitch was a shameful sight to see.
    â€œYou a sorry-ass bitch. You always sayin’sorry, but you go right back to doing it,” Junior accused. Mr. Rock whispered something to Easy.
    â€œThis is taking too long, Junior. It’s time for you to get your feet wet. You always face your enemies and let them see your eyes before you engage in warfare,” Easy told him.
    Junior looked Slick in the eyes. He leveled his gun at his chest and pulled the trigger. Junior’s body stumbled backward from the powerful shot. He dropped the gun like it was a piece of hot coal.
    Slick’s body slumped to the floor.
    Junior stood stock-still; his eyes were as wide as saucers, and his body trembling.
    Easy grabbed him by the shoulders before he collapsed to the floor.
    â€œLet’s go. You a man now,” Easy declared as he led Junior away from the murder scene. Easy stopped him for a minute and looked at him seriously. “You only ever kill people that are a threat to you or your family, and you never get back at a man through his woman or children,” Easy sternly lectured. Junior nodded his agreement. “I learned that from him,” Easy said, nodding toward Rock.
    Word on the street the next day was that Slick was killed in a gambling spot over a bad debt.
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    Junior was now reminded of just how powerful he felt the day he took a man’s life. The thought compelled him into action. Junior picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.
    â€œHey, it’s Junior. I need a meeting. This is fucking life or death,” Junior spat. After hanging up the phone, he walked over and touched his mother’s cheek. She moved slightly but was still knocked out.
    â€œI didn’t let anyone hurt you then, and I’m damn sure not going to let them do it now,” he promised before leaving the apartment.

Chapter 4
    Sorting Out The Truth
    Avon took the long way to Dana Carlisle’s house. As he pulled up, he could see Carlisle peeking through her front blinds. He smirked when she pulled the door back before he could even lift his fist to knock.
    â€œCome in,” Carlisle greeted. Tucker walked inside just like he had for the past three weeks of crashing at Dana’s place.
    â€œLook, Dana...about the way I acted...,” he started to apologize. He had argued with her the day before. Tucker had grown frustrated when Carlisle insisted that she would help him find information on Candy and Easy Hardaway. Tucker had told her it was too risky, but she