Dirty DNA (G Street Chronicles Presents) - Plot & Excerpts
You can’t get anywhere in DC in fifteen minutes, yet, somehow I did. Traffic was always a nightmare and not to mention the one-way streets that confuse even the most seasoned driver. Although the Nation’s Capital is only a hole in the ground, no bigger than four or five miles, I am sure I haven’t seen all of it yet. I stepped out of the car and entered Corrine’s building. When I reached her floor, I noticed her front door was ajar. I hesitated because Corrine was very cautious and played by the rules. She would never just leave her shit open. She lived in the heart of the hood. Southeast is the Devil’s Playground. No one was safe. A Preacher ain’t safe in his own church on Easter in the DMV. A nigga was always on the prowl for a come up, what a thirsty nigga would need to hit pay dirt was an open door. I hated to do it in her pissy hallways, but I removed my heels and stuck them in my purse. I exchanged my shoes for Chase. My heart was pounding and I was sure the whole hood could hear it thumping in my chest.
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