Ed Wuncler: I admire entrepreneurship in young people.
Huey: You mean like them 12-year-old girls that work in your sweatshops in Indonesia?
Ed Wuncler: That's right, every morning I wake up and put one foot on the ground and the other up the ass of a 12 year-old Indonesian girl.
Huey Freeman & Ed Wuncler: The Block is Hot
Huey sat in the dingy room with two cops, his mind was only going in circles with what was wrong with his girl. It already looked like they weren't about to let him out of here any time soon. He'd admit they were throwing valid questions his way but he wasn't going to be subject to their attempts at police work.
"You've gone quiet Freeman, something about that last statement jog your memory", The cop taunted.
"Remind me of what" Huey questioned his eyes never leaving the smug cops face.
"Remind you of the fact that you murdered a man in cold blood and burnt his establishment to the ground" he bit out slightly frustrated with the short minimalistic answers Huey was giving him.
"It wasn't his club" Huey corrected in a bored tone and flicked something imaginary off of the table. Then he squinted when he realised his mistake.
"I thought you didn't know anything about his death" he heard the almost triumphant tone leak into the cop's voice as he spoke to him. Huey took a deep breath before looking back up at him.
"I don't" he stated firmly.
"Care to explain how you know that the club that was burned, wasn't his" He asked with a natural reflex to correct people.
Huey opted for silence; for once he wasn't doing himself any favours. If they had anything concrete they would have charged him but they were still fishing, he could see it in the side looks the investigators gave to each other every now and again. The man who would walk past their room and peak in the little window to see what was going on and the fake interruptions of people discovering 'evidence' against him.
"That's right, your girlfriend hustled him out of his establishment didn't she. What was it again…a poker game. Then he fucked her" Huey's formed a fist on the table quickly, the cop laughed at his reaction.
"Tried to, my apologies. He got some feels in right" he continued. Huey kept reminding himself to stay calm; police were designed to get under your skin. He just had to stay as neutral as possible. This was just a ploy to get him to act out and further incriminate himself.
"I think we recovered a sex tape. She really wanted that hit" he continued suggestively.
"You seem a little tense there Freeman, everything ok man" he asked him with a sly smirk on his face. The door knocked and he couldn't see who it was through the little window. The one nearest the door exited and left him with the annoying investigator.
"OK, seeing as you're way too comfortable in what's soon to be your new home. How about this" Huey waited expectantly.
"Your bitch isn't doing so well apparently she had a panic attack. I'm thinking she probably had a bad high. So get this just before we go to bring her in, we get a tip off that you killed this nigga. Now here we are" He looked away from Huey. He lit his cigarette and exhaled some smoke as he begun to think about some things. His blue eyes faking a light bulb moment as he stood up straight.
"Maybe she's worried about something. Maybe she's worried about her boyfriend going down for murder" he mused out loud his theories.
"Maybe she's just worried about getting another hit" Huey eyes narrowed.
"She has a little problem with those sleeping pills right? Anti depressants too" Huey eyebrows shot up who the fuck had he been talking too.
Huey would never call it a problem, it was just a phase brought on by her insomnia after the attack, she had just been stressed and he had been trying to help but they were at odds most of the time. Huey was starting to feel uncomfortable. There was nothing wrong with Jazmine, she had not taken a pill in maybe a week and half and he knew because he counted so this cop could go fuck himself.
"You don't know what you're talking about" Huey finally replied.
"Oh I don't do I. We have the doctor's prescription and a evaluation of Miss Dubois mental state, not to mention we have several eye witnesses that saw you attack Bishop and his crew at a party a few months ago" His blue eyes fixated on him, he frowned at Huey.
"You either release me or give me my phone call"
"It's just a matter of time before we prove it so you might as well own up. Or maybe we'll get to her first and see what she has to say. The truth will set you free Freeman. Ha that was funny"
Huey tried not to take heed of his words but he was unfortunately right. Jazmine was a mess or at least she was and it was to do with him and his brother. He continued to glare at the man in front him wanting nothing more than to rip his head off.
"Then again maybe it's what you wanted. Don't think I'd want a kid with a hot junkie either"
"I need my phone call" Huey announced as evenly as possible.
Sarah was extremely concerned about her daughters well being as she looked at her listening to the doctor as he gave her advice on how to prevent herself from having another panic attack of that magnitude. She wasn't sure what was going on, her hopes were that all the recent shortcomings were over and done with but it didn't look or feel that way. When Tom finally got into a more rational state they had spoken about the events surrounding their daughter, it might have been the first time in years they actually followed through with a civilised conversation. She still didn't agree with his behaviour or the way he treated Huey. They really didn't know the depth of everything they were on the outside but she would certainly be damned if she got another phone call telling her daughter was in the hospital again.
"Jazmine" Sarah called, Jazmine looked towards her expectantly. The doctor gave her the discharge papers on his way out. Out of respect for her miscarriage and horrific ordeal, Sarah didn't prod her daughter about the real situation. Of course she witnessed the ugly fight between the Freeman brothers but still she was at loss for what the root problem was and why her child was in the middle of it.
"Mom, please. I don't want to talk about it" Jazmine told her tiredly before getting up. Sarah too got up and as they got to her car, Jazmine just slumped looking at her phone. Sarah wasn't sure if she should tell her that her boyfriend had been arrested, what the hell was that about anyway. Why was Huey being arrested, didn't Riley just go to jail.
Jazmine was upset and angry. The combination wasn't good. She actually believed she would kill Kayla but her hormonal imbalance was all over the place and she ended up having a panic attack. That was probably for the best, she'd ask how Kayla could so casually threaten to ruin her life but then she remembered she was in the same class as Bishop. Jazmine took a deep breath to calm her nerves.
"Maybe you should come and stay with me for a little while" Jazmine ears surely wiggled at her moms proposal.
"Just, I don't like where this is heading and I want you to be safe. Jazmine this can't be safe. Whatever it is, this isn't normal for anyone let alone you. I think you should come home and stay with me"
"Mom I've not had a home since I was 14. I'd rather just go to Huey's or my apartment" she explained monotonously.
There was a silence in the car. She could hear her moms breathing, she wasn't trying to be difficult she really wanted this to be over too. She thought it was, she thought it was over when she…
"I know you love him" her mom interrupted her thought.
"I know you love him Jazmine, I'm not your father I'm not going to tell you how to run your life but…but for your own good I think some space will do you good. It's healthy to take a vacation now and again and I'm sure Huey will understand your need to getaway and it's not like my place is that far away he can always come and visit but" her moms tone chirped up at the end.
Jazmine squinted as her suggestion became more explicit with every word. She started to remember her conversation with Kayla earlier.
"You need to leave, preferably today or something" Jazmine glared at her as Kayla continued to smirk and walk around her apartment.
"You do know he'll probably end up going prison right" Kayla asked as she glanced over her shoulder back at her. Jazmine squinted with fury.
"I'll tell them" Jazmine stated clearly though her hands were beginning to shake and her heart was beating in her ears.
"No you won't, you're way too smart for that" she cooed mockingly. "No. You're going to leave, hell go to New York and work for my mom. I don't care but you're not staying here" Kayla's tone was dead serious, she turned back around to face Jazmine. Her brown eyes had intensity Jazmine hadn't noticed before. This bitch was actually asking her to leave the city. Kayla's lips then curved upwards
"Or I'll go to the police and tell them I saw Huey kill him. I'll explain all the intricate details they wish to find and then he's going to go to prison and neither of us can have him. Only difference is, he'll probably end up resenting you for fucking up his life and all" Kayla said in a matter of fact tone. She blinked so hard, trying to focus on Kayla, she wanted to just get rid of her. Her throat was extremely dry.
Jazmine started to see some black spots in her vision. Her breathing was getting deeper. This wasn't happening. Why couldn't she just stop talking for a second,
"You, You" She needed to get the words out but she couldn't. Her breath kept on catching in her chest.
"I think it's a healthy transition. Come on, no one person should be able to drive another person to damn near killing a man. To be perfectly honest he was already dead by the time Huey was done with him. Is that the sort of thing you're promoting in your relationship? Kill a nigga so I know it's real?" Kayla continued asking not realising.
"You're lying" Jazmine struggled to get out
"No I'm not, you are. You crazy drugged up vengeful bitch. That's what I'll tell the police. I guess there is something sexy about your man wanting to do any and everything to protect you though. However, you're hardly worth it sooooo this is what we're going to do. You're going to leave, he's gonna hate you, he won't go to jail. Overtime he'll see how wrong he was for wasting his time, I'll then takeover from there" Stop talking Jazmine thought to herself, her voice was scratching the inner lining of her brain and causing her to want to scream.
"Just face it, this is your fault" Kayla said and Jazmine couldn't process. Her mind was doing a 360 right now. She didn't even feel herself fall. She just found herself shaking on the floor, not being able to control herself and only being able to focus on Kayla's words about Huey. She was right, this was her fault. It wasn't like she didn't know his temper and his zero tolerance policy when it came to any other person attempting or inflicting harm on her. No she knew these things and still she let this happen.
Jazmine sunk deeper into the passenger seat. So here she was, her mom and Kayla. 2 people unconnected in every way making the same suggestion, their motives were different but their reason was the same. So everyone thought she should leave, Huey would be better off or was she reading too much into her moms proposal. Kayla was deluded, Jazmine knew that but her mother just wanted her to be safe she could understand that. She didn't like being paranoid. Everything didn't sound or look the same, everything felt weird and right now she was almost convinced leaving might be the best thing. She just needed some time to mill some things over, leaving couldn't bet he only option.
"You gotta admit he attracts trouble all the time" She heard her mom say
"Not really" she mumbled, just when he did he did in abundance and it was't even all his fault anyway.
"I was into bad boys once" her mom continued and Jazmine raised an eyebrow. Oh she didn't want to hear this. Huey was so far from that she cringed at the thought.
"Mom," she tried to protest. She needed to figure out what she was going to do.
"Honey I'm serious this is getting out of control. I mean he's been arrested for godsake" Sarah went back into mother mode. Jazmine shot up.
"What" she said hurriedly.
"Why didn't you say anything" Jazmine raised in fear. Sarah eyebrows crossed into a frown as she continued to drive
"the doctor said not to put you in stressful situation' her whole life unfortunately was a big ball of stress right now.
"Mom, Huey being arrested is pretty important don't you think" Jazmine tried to bring herself back down to a sane level though everything was doing another 100 metre sprint inside of her. It was happening, Kayla was really going to send him to prison
"Not as important as your actual health and safety" Sarah rebutted
Jazmine sighed loudly. What an earth had they all done to get this much strife directed at them.
"Can you take me to the station?"
"No"
"No stressful situations, besides they wont let you see him if he's being interrogated. We can go back to the apartment and wait for him." Sarah didn't ask she simply informed Jazmine.
"They're saying he killed someone" Sarah almost whispered.
"He didn't" she simply replied.
Eve was having a rubbish day, with all that cop stuff and now she was looking at his guilty buster.
"You know what, don't even explain just admit to it" Eve said angrily to Mace who looked away from her
"I didn't do anything"
"Mason, how an earth does my lipstick end up on Bishops dead dick sucking mouth" she was in no mood for games.
"Excuse my language" Eve pardoned afterwards. Mace shrugged and pretended to look at something on his phone.
"Ay, I didn't think they'd actually do their job" Mace grumbled.
"Why do black people buy into this myth that the police don't do their job then complain that half the population in jail is black. Do those two things make sense to you Mason" she challenged, noting she was enjoying using his full name.
"Would you stop calling me that" Mace said scrunching his face up.
"You better get used to it because that's what they'll be calling you, should they find out you had anything to do with Bishops death" Mace eyes zeroed in on her. Now taking this a lot more seriously,
"Eve, don't play like that" he warned.
"Don't play like that, Mace you used my damn lipstick are you completely stupid. Don't real niggas watch CSI. Man you and Riley are soooo dumb" Eve couldn't highlight their stupidity enough.
It really didn't take long for her to realise it had to have been him to have taken her lipstick after being released from interrogation. That whole night had been weird, not only had he been distracted but his demeanour was different he was nervous throughout and not to mention all the phone calls.
"Damn, you're hurting a niggas ego right now. look, I didn't kill anyone" he reiterated
"Who did, because they think I did it" she stated and she was not about to catch a murder case for nobody.
"No they don't, they're just fucking with you and I can vouch for you. The way you can vouch for me" Mace told her carefully with a hopeful but serious sentiment to his own statement.
Eve paused.
"Please, please, please tell me you are not about to blackmail me" Eve was dead serious as she looked at a suddenly very serious Mace. He shrugged again
"I'm not blackmailing you, I thought we were cool" Eve gaped at this nigga. He scratched his neck and kept his eyes on her. "We're cool right".
"You're a motherfucker that's what you are" Eve shot hotly, how dare he even imply such a thing.
"Name calling, really boo. Come on now. Look dude was already dead by the time we got there. so just relax. This whole thing will blow over" Mace reassured her. She couldn't believe he really thought this. When was she his boo, man she couldn't take these niggas. She needed a vacation.
"Is that why you pulled a disappearing act" she continued to question.
"Nah, I had to go visit my grandmother" Mace told her, she rolled her eyes.
"Whatever"
"You mad" Mace asked with a small smirk on his features the intensity of their conversation had left all of a sudden.
"This is not cool. This is not the shit you do to your peoples" Eve told him honestly.
"So we are cool, see here's me thinking you were about to get your snitch on" Mace was happier now. "Dinner ?" he asked her, she looked at him as if he was the dumbest nigga on the planet "My treat" he continued, she tilted her head at him in complete fascination that was talking about dinner at a time like this.
"Just chill, everything's good if they could have charged you they would have. You're good. Look I don't know what went down, but another nigga already got to him before we did so just relax" Mace told her honestly, his look was reassuring but she wasn't convinced this was all too messy.
That didn't make her feel any better. She groaned putting her head on the table. You try to help niggas and this is what happens. After a moment of despair.
"If you and Riley start seeing less of me, it really is yall and not me" Eve announced, Mace laughed at her. He patted her back
"Don't touch me" Eve told him, not yet picking her head up off the table.
"You like it don't front"
"Mace, get your dumbass away from me" Eve got up now rolling her eyes at his stupid playful behaviour.
"Anyway, I gotta go. I'm trying to catch up with Jaz" Eve revealed after he was done being silly.
"Yo how is she, I haven't seen her lately" Mace asked genuinely.
"She's cool; I haven't spoken to since last week so I just wanna go see what's up with her. I don't know if she knows about Bishop being dead and all this other stuff"
"You kidding me right, of course she knows. Shit I wouldn't even be surprised if Huey killed that nigga himself" Mace said absent mindedly.
"It doesn't take a genius to see he's protective but it wouldn't get negative like that" Eve assumed. She didn't notice Mace's face contort in a realisation.
"You aint speak to her since last week" Mace questioned again, she nodded and started putting her phone and purse in her handbag.
"Nope"
"I'm going to see Riley tomorrow, you wanna come" Eve asked, not dwelling on their previous conversation. He nodded but was lost in thought.
"Well I hate you and if shit gets real. We're all in this together" she said poking his chest. He shook his head
"We got you, don't worry. I'll holla you tomorrow" Mace told her honestly.
Mace rubbed his chin after Eve left, he was thinking. He knew it was a bit crazy but what if Huey really did do something. The dude they saw was by himself, no crew or nothing. He clearly had it in for Bishop and had dealt with him quite well. Mace didn't know Huey all that well, he was just his younger brother's friend. But he had been around Huey long enough to know that, if he was sitting here not fully dismissing the idea that Huey could have been that nigga in the club that night then Mace knew that it was very possible he could have been that dude.
It was crazy and completely valid at the same time. Mace leant back in his chair looking at the ceiling a little in complete confusion and amazement at the turn of events.
For everything Huey tried to show and be to his brother. He never would have thought Riley's descent into the underworld would impact his big brother so much. Mace thought about Jazmine for a second she was without a doubt a very dangerous component in this equation, in fact she was pretty much a trigger for the whole thing. Had Riley not been going to her for money, until the point where she felt responsible enough to pay off his entire debt. Bishop would never have met her, had Bishop not met her, he wouldn't of had any leverage in that dreaded poker game. Obviously Riley was a complete fuck boy for accepting but not even that. Bishop made a threat on Jazmine physically and sexually and in front of Huey. Had he not done that, maybe Huey wouldn't have gone off on him the way he did and exposed his secret. Again had that not happened, Bishop wouldn't have felt embarrassed and exposed and wouldn't have tried to rape her.
Jazmine wouldn't have almost died and they wouldn't have lost a kid and well Huey wouldn't have.
Fuck he thought, the motive and everything was right there. The timeline of events were perfect.
"Oh shit" Mace said out loud.
Jazmine sat impatiently waiting, her mom didn't think it was a good idea for her to go to the station and refused to take her. Jazmine didn't have the energy to even argue about it, she knew they'd have to release Huey sooner or later, but as she stared at the clock hand reach 11pm she needed him to come sooner.
Tonight her mom was being pushy, she refused to leave her by herself until Huey was back. She had sent him a message to let him know they were at her apartment seeing as her mom figured his would be undergoing a search of some sort. She took a deep breath and continued to pace the length of the living room, occasionally biting her pinky.
"Your dad said he bought you a gun" Sarah suddenly shared, Jazmine stopped pacing for a moment.
"It was a gift" she replied quietly and resumed her pacing.
"Honey just take a seat. He'll be here soon"
"What if he's on his way to prison, they could have charged him you know" Jazmine she uttered worriedly.
"Baby" Sarah said very slowly as she approached her she put her hands on her shoulders.
"You are in no state to deal with the assholes down at the police station. Look at you honey, you haven't stopped shaking since we left the hospital." Sarah paused for a moment. Jazmine glared as hard as she could but her mom had a point. She was on a serious edge, it was as if she didn't have control of anything right now, not even her body.
Her mom gave her a small hug,
"At least have him buy you a wardrobe of shoes after this" Sarah joked lightly which did make Jazmine sigh and attempt a small smile.
"Yeah it's only fair right" she said quietly chewing her lip. What were they going to do.
Huey should have felt a little more smug than he did as got out of the cab. He was relieved to be out interrogation but he knew they had to let him go. They didn't have enough evidence to really place him there and there was no videos or records of him being any other than where he said he was.
Huey made his way up to Jazmines, he hoped she was ok. He took out the key he had and unlocked the door.
"Omg Huey" Jazmine rushed to him engulfing him in a hug. She was squeezing him pretty tight, he had a hundred smart comments but now wasn't the time.
"What happened" he asked her instantly. Why was she in the hospital or maybe more importantly who put her there.
"I just had a little panic attack" she tried to downplay the situation but knew better. A little panic attack didn't land you in hospital.
"My mom wouldn't take me to the station" she excused her absence not that he was even thinking about that. He was glad she didn't come to the police station, shit could have taken a completely different turn had she been present. At this point Huey felt like the police would try and pin this case on anyone.
"Are you ok" she asked quickly as she started fussing. Touching his face and checking him for god knows what.
"Jaz this bag is cute, where did you get it from" her mom walked out of her room with a bag. Huey recognized it but didn't know what it was.
"It looks cute, I mean what's"
"Uh mom" Jazmine started but Sarah had already pulled out the babygrow. The woman stopped and bit her lip. Huey's heart dulled a little more at the sight of the onesie that their unborn child would have worn one day.
"I'm so sorry" Sarah tried to stuff the item back inside the handbag but the damage was already done.
"It's ok, I was going to throw it away" Jazmine voice was unreadable. As was her body language.
It was silent in the room for a moment as Sarah quickly backtracked into Jazmine's room.
"We need to talk" Jazmine announced firmly. Huey was a little surprised by her tone. He had to get back to his apartment, then go to his Granddad's and replace some things. He wasn't sure what the police thought they found but he didn't want them to have any more reasons to arrest him if they weren't going to charge him for murder.
"Tell me what happened" Huey requested.
"After we talk" she stated clearly. "She'll leave soon" Jazmine also noted about her mother. Huey nodded and went to take a seat, he had a feeling this wouldn't be good.
Kayla drummed her fingers on the table in her apartment. She looked at the clock, Jazmine should have made a decision by now. However she didn't her having another meltdown, maybe she'll wait until tomorrow. Kayla had to be sure that Jazmine knew she wasn't playing, and Huey's arrest should make the hopeless female see sense. There was no way out of this. Rolling her eyes when a certain bubble of fear popped in her mind. What if Jazmine she really does say what happens.
"That'd be dumb" she mused out loud. Not only would she incriminate herself, she'd land all three of them in prison. No she wasn't stupid and she wouldn't tell Huey because she was all hopped up on 'protecting' and 'loving' him. At first she just wanted to fuck Huey, then proved to be more of a challenge and now, well she just didn't want her to have him. Kind of like how she didn't want her ex to have his precious little car. She frowned at the memory. Messing with his brakes wasn't her fault, he started it. He was neglecting her and being a complete boy about his stupid car and then what he did to her dress. She simply had enough and wanted to set him back a few months on it's restoration. To her knowledge, the car was not drivable, fuckable yes, they had many trysts in the back seat but drivable, not in the slightest. However it was always her luck because for some reason that night, Eve's dumbass boyfriend hopped into it.
She shouldn't speak ill of the dead, but he could have got a cab. Things would have been a lot different had he just got a cab, instead of falling for her sisters pleas to pick them up and why Warren thought it was alright to tell him to drive his 'under construction' car she didn't know. She did honestly wish her sister would just forgive her already, so they could go back to being friends. They had been inseparable once and Eve liked to act as if she didn't remember that shit. Instead she wanted to play BFFs with Jazmine and her Mom.
At least if Jazmine goes, she can get Huey on side by being a caring and understanding individual during his time of heartbreak. Then Eve will be forced to accept that she is actually a good person and well everything should fall back into place by then. But if Jazmine stayed, she had to stay looking like a bitter. She chewed her lip
"Fuck it" she said and pulled out her phone sending a message.
Cindy glared at the phone, as she stood in the hallway of her rehab facility. She told herself she wouldn't call but she couldn't help it, that nigga should know he might be a father. She seethed when it went straight to voicemail again and she heard his voice booming through her ears. Bishop better not have forgotten about her, she would raise hell if he thought he was going to be a deadbeat father. Cindy exhaled loudly, so he changed his number. Why would he do that it was hardly appropriate seeing as she had already told him about the pregnancy. She was cursing herself for even caring about it like that, what had he done for her. Nothing, instead he had her running every sexual health test and drug test under the sun since going into rehab to make sure, crack was the least of her worries. Luckily she didn't pick anything up, apart from maybe his seed.
She had mailed her letter off to Riley too and then almost relapsed when she allowed herself to imagine every possible rejection response she could get from him. Cindy peered out of the window on the far side of the hall, she hadn't been outside of this place in the longest. Her counsellor had said that at some point she would have to face the real world, but Cindy didn't see why. She was safe here, she wasn't using drugs and she got on OK with the other patients. If she went back to her world, it could be detrimental and she wasn't ready for that. She should at least have her baby first and then consider going back but for now she was good.
Inwardly twisting as she remembered that Huey's words, no one was thinking about her in here. No one had called, no one had visited not even her mother. Granted she may have gone into rehab on a DL but she was crushed that nobody was even curious about her whereabouts.
Huey surprised himself in being just a little nervous with what Jazmine wanted to talk about. Things were just getting worse and the main threat wasn't even around any more. He looked at her, Sarah had left not too long ago and now he was just waiting for his girlfriend to proceed with the conversation. She was just standing in the middle of her apartment.
"I didn't kill him" Huey figured he state that out first.
"I know" she told him in a manner that confused him. it sounded as if she knew better than him about it.
"What's on your mind"
"I can't tell you" she told him, he pulled a face at his girlfriend
"Jaz you can tell anything, you know that" he said stepping closer to her.
"Do you wanna play a game" Jazmine ignored his previous comment, he sighed in annoyance
"No"
"Do you wanna go to jail" Jazmine asked him in return. He frowned
"No" he answered carefully. She crossed her arms across her chest and begun to walk around her apartment.
"Then you're going to play a game with me" Jazmine told him seriously.
"Jazmine" he was trying to be patient but this wasn't the time for her madness.
"You weren't alone that night" Jazmine suddenly said, Huey instantly turned to look at where she was.
"What did you just say"
"I said you weren't alone that night" Jazmine repeated a new intensity was in her eyes as she looked at him.
"What night"
"Jazmine if you don't tell me what the hell you're talking about" he said seriously.
"Huey, you better shut up and listen to me because if you don't get this. You're going to prison. Look, it's not called incrimination if you guess what I'm thinking" Jazmine told him.
Huey rubbed his face, she was trying to stop him from being incriminated. He thought about it, he wasn't alone the night that Bishop died, well obviously not he was with Bishop. He knew that Jazmine was talking about that night, in fact how did he even know she was talking about it. He almost groaned, who was incriminating who here.
"You and Kayla went out together" Jazmine suddenly said,
"WHAT" he almost yelled
"OK, game over" Huey said, he closed the space between himself and Jazmine and looked directly into her eyes.
"Incriminate me, right now. What the hell is going on"
Awhhhh shit. Now you're going to find out what Jazmine saw that night.