After he ignored the pounding on the wall for 15 minutes, he gave up his sleep. He woke to dress and to go to work. First, he would settle the problem at his door. The person could've come in by moving the sheet hanging over the door entrance.
He slid the sheet, making his doorway accessible. Yasmine burst in knocking Brice to the side. "You got to hide me out. Arcadio killed his bodyguard." Panting, she fanned her face. "A guy named Panther." She ran through his house, returning to the living room to find a seat on his steps.
"When did he do this?" Brice asked, holding her in his arm. She lied. "Why would Arcadio want to kidnap you?" Yasmine clutched her chest gasping for air. He ushered into the kitchen. "I don't have any glass, Hefty and PP's gang mess my place up."
Snatching the lower cabinets opened near the stove, he found styrofoam cups. After filling a cup, Brice picked through the mess and pulled the chair from underneath. Yasmine sat down without waiting for the seat to be wiped. This might be a great act, Brice thought just like her losing our baby. She held the glass of water in her hand. Kneeling down next to her, he glared in her eyes. "Start from the begin." His voice came out in a monotone.
"What's the matter with you?" She said, drinking her water watching Brice's expressions. "You don't believe me?"
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