Page 77 of K.I.N.: Karma Is Near
“Because what the fuck?”
One of the workers looked over from the bay.
Frozo lowered his voice and walked closer.
“So lemme understand this shit. You got four kids with Sam.”
“Yeah.”
“A baby with her fucking little sister.”
I shrugged.
“And Heather pregnant with another one?”
“Don’t say it like that.”
“How the FUCK else I’m supposed to say it?”
I started laughing.
“Man, they all just fine as hell. Thick. Shit run in the family.”
Frozo stared at me for another second before he cracked up.
“Talk about keeping it in the family, my nigga.”
“Fuck you.”
“And Heather baby shower Sunday, ain’t it?”
“Yeah.”
He rubbed his hand down his face.
“Jesus Christ. Does Sam know?”
“Nigga, if Sam knew any of this shit, would I be fucking standing here?”
“Good point.”
He leaned against the counter.
“Lev know?”
That one made me pause.
“Nah.”
“Man.” Frozo shook his head. “If Levin knew the shit you was on—”
“Why the fuck would Levin care?”
“I ain’t talking about the bitches. I’m talking about all this lying-ass shit you doing. Your brother don’t play about loyalty.”
I looked at him.
That word sat wrong for a second.
