Page 180 of The Coldest: Stay Dangerous Part 2

Macy digs the barrel into my back, and I bend down and get the knife from my other ankle holster, and well as the switchblade in my pants pocket.

“Do I need to strip search you? I will, and I’ll tell Shaddy you made me!”

Turning around, I twist the corner of my mouth in a wry grin. “I’m naked. Figuratively.”

“Good,” she sighs. “Go to the mancave.”

She waves me off with her gun, and I walk off, curiosity getting the best of me as I make my way through the first floor of Nutty’s house.

Another gun greets me behind this door; this one an AR. Nutty lowers it so I can see his scowl.

“Sitcho ass in one of the empty chairs, Dub.” he grits, and I turn away from him to survey the room.

His couches are pushed all the way to the walls. Folded chairs form a circle in the middle of the room, and only two are unoccupied.

I sit in the one next to Shad, directly across from Set. Nigga tries to clench his fist, but those pesky end fingers still don’t bend as well as he’d like.

Nut takes the other empty seat and sighs. “You muthafuckas have been beefed out for months. All off some shit that shouldn’t even be close to the chest. Niggas swear I’m nosey, but this is why I don’t hold water! Niggas get to keeping secrets and shit and when everything come out niggas all butt hurt. So, this is what we finna do. We finna go around in a circle and muthafuckas are gonna say all the shit they keep to themselves.”

“And how you know niggas gon’ act right?” Turk asks.

Nut scratches his head, before snapping his fingers. “You know what, you right, Turk. Let’s switch it up; we gon’ go around and say someone else’s secrets. Everybody got someone they confide in. And to get you niggas going, I’ll go first.”

“Shouldn’t Ty be here?”

“I’m on speaker. Some of us actually have to go into work.”

I roll my eyes as Reem sets his phone onto his lap. When I look up, Nut is smirking at Shad beside me.

“Sahara tried to suck Set’s dick when he was beefed out with Shad. He ain’t do it though, so I told him it’s straight.”

“Oh shit!” Ty barks from the receiver, while the rest of us gawk at this nigga.

“Man, they wasn’t even together.” Set tries to play it off, but the way Shad chuckles, I just settle into my seat.

“Nut, bro, this is messy—”

“Nut had a wet dream about Autumn because he walked in on her on accident in the shower when she was living with him.” Turning to Turk, Shad shrugs. “Nigga cried like a baby when he woke up because he felt like it was cheating.”

Ty-Ty snorts. “Y’all trippin’ foreal. Ay, but, niggas know I’m a ho turned husband, so I’m out of here. Reem, gimme the Cliff Notes later.”

“Maaaan, fuck that!” Nut grits, but Ty-Ty is already off the phone. “He told me Rico the one who shot Trippy way back when. Said he, Fredo, and Rico left school, shot at Wynter and Trippy and the abortion clinic they was coming out of and dipped. You was fuckin’ with her back then?”

“Nigga, you knew! Told me you seen them kissing at they house and asked me if I knew anything. I told you ya ass must have been seeing shit.” Turk flicks his nose, before turning to Set. “Shad was the one who side swiped yo Lexus. He altered the footage because he knew you’d get on him for driving drunk. Oh, and he also knew about you and Sahara. That nigga stole like fifty thou from you when he found out, gave Sincere half of it and told him to buy B that tennis bracelet she be wearing sometimes.”

“Now how the fuck do you know that?!” Nut bellows.

Turk just shrugs, before Set turns to Nut.

“So you knew about Rico and Wynter?”

“I ain’t know shit,” Nut waves him off. “And I damn sure warned you to leave Freckles Francine the fuck alone, but you and ya friendly dick having ass don’t listen to me.”

“And you a fuckin’ thief.”

Shad shrugs. “And you almost put ya dick in my bitch’s mouth.”

“I should have just done it if I was gon’ have to watch my wife wear some shit another nigga bought her with my fuckin’ money.”