Chapter 17: Do not be selfish

Despite all that, there was still that small hope, that small light burning somewhere deep in his heart, that little boy in him that longs for the care and acceptance of a big brother, longs to know what it meant to have a family , your own blood.

He cleaned the cut, placed the plaster over it and then he cleaned his own. The result of evil, both parties bore the marks. He was glad that whomever it was, whether for evil or for good reasons, had knocked out Jamal. He was sure the person wouldn’t stop him now from what he was about to do.

It was time to do things his own way.

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Joan paced up and down her room. King hadn’t called yet, he promised he would. She had made sure to get him a new phone and a sim card before he left, she left it in the pocket of his hoodie. He promised he would call. Her two hands went up in her hair and back down and then down her face.

What if something bad happened? What if the blue guy caught up with him or the cab man had been fake?

It had been two