On the way to the spot, as Fuller drove up, he began to feel guilt for playing on both sides of the law by being a cop and partner with a drug dealer. But Scar and Fuller had a relationship that went much deeper than what appeared on the surface. They were blood brothers. Derek Fuller thought back to how thier partnership came about. “Mom!” Derek screamed, his small, angelic face turning flush red as he jumped up and down in sheer terror. His brother stood next to him and peed on himself as he watched too. “I told you before, bitch. You don’t play with my fuckin’ money!!” a strange man screamed as he dragged their mother by her hair. The man was so big, and his skin was so black; to Derek he looked like a giant monster. As the boys screamed, the man hoisted their mother in the air by her throat. Derek felt vomit creep up his throat, and his bowels threatened to release from the fear he felt. His mother clawed at the man’s hands in a futile attempt to loosen his grip so she could breathe.
