“Aunt Linda, what’s wrong?” “Nothing, Malik. Go back in the room and play cards with Butter.” Linda grabbed her keys and headed for the door. “Hey, where the fuck are you going?” Butter asked her. “Something’s wrong at Connie’s. I gotta go over there.” A few tears fell down Linda’s worried face. “What’s wrong?” Butter asked her once he saw her crying. “I don’t know yet,” Linda replied. “Well, call me when you get there.” “Okay, I will. Keep Malik until I get back.” “Don’t worry ’bout him. Just go ahead and do what you gotta do.” Linda drove Butter’s BMW full speed while her mind replayed everything Connie had said on the phone. “Oh no! Sam!” Tears rushed down Linda’s face. If anything had happened to Connie, Sam would be to blame and she would do whatever she had to do to get back at him.
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