HAKEEM'S POV:

So we were shocked to find out that Jamal did not go to Berkeley college at all. So we are off to go to Jamal's apartment to find out some more clues of what really happened in that time period while he was away from home. I mean we know that there's boundaries in going into my brother's personal life but I'm always looking forward to a thrilling adventure.

Thirty minutes later both Andre and Hakeem reaches Jamal's apartment. Hakeem stops by Jamal's mailbox to pick up his mail.

"Perfect timing, bro," said Hakeem. "I got four pieces of mail."

"A perfect excuse to drop by," said Andre, with a grin.

"And now it's the moment of truth," said Hakeem, as he takes out the keys to open the door. "There's no turning back now."

"I wasn't planning on it," said Andre.

Hakeem opens the door and they step right in. The luxurious one bedroom apartment still looks the same as it has done before, except this time it was more neater than before. He has a furnished kitchen which is beautifully decorated by a local designer, a living room with a flat screen T.V. and comfortable furniture, with shelves filled with CD'S and DVD's and the long strip of hallway leads to his master bedroom.

"Man, I can literally eat off of this floor," said Andre. "Are we sure that we are in the right house?"

"There a male manikin over by the closet wearing a pink feather boa and heels," said Hakeem as he pointed. "We're definitely in the right apartment."

"I see, now," said Andre as he frowns at the manikin. "Hey, wait a damn minute...what the hell is that?"

Andre goes over to take a closer look at the manikin shoes. Hakeem follows him.

"I told you, they are call heels," said Hakeem, like he was answering a trick question. "He's probably working on some damn outfit for New York Pride."

"I know that!" said Andre. "These are Rhonda's high heels!"

"What?" asked Hakeem.

"Remember back at the dinner party at our house last month," said Andre. "Jamal was the last person to leave, and he was the only person that was upstairs during the party. He claimed that he had bad diarrhea, but he had to raid our closet to find something to wear."

"But are you one hundred percent that's her shoes?" asked Hakeem.

"Of course that her damn shoes," snapped Andre. "I know my wife's style when it comes to accessories. She drove me crazy for days over it."

"We can't just take them," said Hakeem. "That would mean that he would know that we was here messing with his stuff."

"I mean if he asks us, we could say that Lucious took them, and burned them someplace...Because he couldn't fathom seeing him again in heels."

"Nah, that's too risky," said Hakeem. "Just let it go man. If he wants to be a queen for two days out of the year then let him do it. Besides, he promised me that he's gonna hook me with some Bisexual chicks at the event."

"Man, you are too much," said Andre. "Oh, what the hell. God would judge Y'all anyway."

"Yeah, whatever," said Hakeem, looking around the place. "Now, if I were to keep something of my ex, where would it be?"

"I'll check the kitchen," said Andre, eagerly.

"I'll start in the living room," said Hakeem, as he heads to the draws and the T.V. stand.

They look everywhere for about fifteen minutes. After about fifteen minutes, Hakeem looks in the bathroom, which he uses after he looks through everything.

"Ah dammit, are you doing a number two in there?" asked Andre. "Cause like the only place that we can't mess up."

"No," said Hakeem, as he suddenly comes out. "He's running low on cleaning supplies, and he doesn't have any air freshener."

"Nothing in there huh?" asked Andre, weary.

"Nope," said Hakeem. "Nothing."

"Well," said Andre, as he looks toward the bedroom. "There's only one room that we didn't check."

"Let's do it bro," said Hakeem.

They walk slowly into the bedroom looking all around. It was a typical medium sized master bedroom filled with art and musical equipment. And pictures of male celebrities from the 90's and the 2000's. He has a shelf filled with CD'S which was mostly Prince albums. Hakeem takes a seat on Jamal's bed as Andre looks around some more.

"So, this is where he does in his spare time," said Andre.

"Totally," said Hakeem. "Maybe, there's something in these draws.

But when he opens the draws, he is amazed to find lots of sex toys. Hakeem's mouth drops as he looks back at Andre.

"What is it?" asked Andre, as he goes over. "Is there like a gun collection that we don't know about?"

Hakeem shows him the sex toys…

"Woa!" said Andre. "That's even worse!"

"Man, I can't believe he owns all of this stuff," said Hakeem. "Vibrators, dildos, butt plugs."

"Butt plugs?" asked Andre, in disbelief.

"Yep," said Hakeem. "It's the real stuff, bro."

"I think my eyes are about to burn out of my socket," said Andre.

"No, it's not like that," said Hakeem. "The majority of women use sex toys all the time...But I never seen anyone carry this much in their possession."

"He must've been pretty lonely for the past couple of months," scoffed Andre.

"Yeah, apparently," said Hakeem, with a chuckle.

Something on Jamal's desk suddenly catches Andre's attention. It is a light turquoise blue paper with some writing on it.

"Hello," said Andre, as he picks up the paper. "What do we have here?"

"What does it say?" asked Hakeem, as he closes the draws.

"It's says," Andre paused. "This is dedicated to the man that was more of a father to me than any other man...Lance Middleton, he was planning on writing him a song."

"Lance Middleton?" asked Hakeem. "Who the heck is that."

"You was a baby when we last seen him," said Andre. "He was a very good friend of Lucious. But Jamal was really close to him."

"What happened to him?" asked Hakeem.

"Lucious said that he was murdered years ago," said Andre. "That someone shot him over money." "But the last time we saw him, him and Lucious had a bad falling out with each other. I don't know what it was said, but from the look of it, it looked really bad. They were even at each other's throat."

"Wow," said Hakeem. "Amazed."

"Long story short, we were not so see him ever again," said Andre. "Of course Jamal took it hard, and got on Lucious' nerves about it, until Lucious threatened him with a whoopin."

"He's really a piece of work," said Hakeem.

"But I think there's a website that explains people's death certificates and stuff," said Andre.

A few minutes later, Hakeem logs into Jamal's computer and researches Lance name in the research system. Andre then comes out of Jamal room and carefully shuts the door behind him.

"Well, I doubled checked everything," said Andre. "And I didn't see anything that links to that Gilroy guy."

"Ah, well," said Hakeem. "At least we got something on Lance."

They went on the website and try to find a death certificate of Lance, but they couldn't find his name anyway.

"Hmm," said Andre. "That's sort of strange, his name would've easily popped up. Maybe he misspelled it while he was writing it down."

"What should we do?" asked Hakeem.

"I got another site," said Andre, as Hakeem moves over so he can have a seat.

Andre types in another site and puts Lance's name in the search. The results came right away and Andre and Hakeem was suddenly shocked.

"You have got to be kidding me," said Andre, in disbelief.

"Are you sure this is it?" asked Hakeem.

"Yeah, one hundred percent," said Andre. "Lance Middleton is alive."

"Why did Lucious said he was dead though?" asked Hakeem.

"I'm not sure now," said Andre. "But knowing him, he can lie about anything to cover up his ass."

"True," said Hakeem.

"He has to have a Facebook page," said Andre, putting in the Facebook address.

Lance's name instantly pops up, and Andre points out that he looks the same, but he's a little bit older. Hakeem is amazed.

"Are you sure that we ain't related to him?" asked Hakeem.

"Beats me," said Andre. "Him and Lucious were like brothers to each other, you couldn't tell the difference with them."

"Wow," said Hakeem.

"Now we understand clearly what Lucious was saying," said Andre. "Lance wasn't literally dead, he was just dead to him because of that bad fall out."

"Yeah," said Hakeem.

"But, like you said," said Andre. "We don't know why Lucious said he was dead, and second what was the fall out actually about."

"How do we find out?" asked Hakeem. "We just can't go and confront Lucious about it, he'll act all suspicious."

"Yeah," said Andre. "We might not be able to go to Lucious, but we can definitely go to Lance himself to find out what happened."

"Sounds good to me," said Hakeem. "And maybe he can tell us a little bit more on his relationship with Jamal growing up."

"Wow," said Andre, as he keeps looking on his page. "He still lives in Philly after all these years."

"Really?" asked Hakeem

"Yep," said Andre. "And it looks like he stays in the same house."

"Looks dope," said Hakeem with a smile.

"I don't know about you bro, but I'm down for a road trip," said Andre.

"Hell yeah, man," said Hakeem. "You know I'm down for anything that involves an adventure."

"It's official," said Andre. "We're going back home."