Trick
This day has gone to hell in a handbasket. Like with the quickness of a gangbanger at a drive by shooting. I'm trying to leave to go meet Riley and Hadley when G shows up.
"What the f**k, Trick?" he screams as he hops out of someone's car.
I'm not sure who he got to drive him, and frankly I don't care. Right now I don't have time to mess with him and his attitude. "I don't have time to mess with you right now, G. Come back tomorrow."
"No, you son of a b***h, I wanna know why you took the starter off my bike. I can't get anywhere now."
He runs up like he's going to get in my face, but I square my shoulders, making myself as big as I can. That backs him up real quick.
"Obviously you can get somewhere, because you're here, jawing in my face. As for the starter. You owe me for a
