Chapter 43

            Keyonna Johnson walked out of the steel door under the overhang behind the building after she kept Trevor waiting for nearly five minutes. She wore jean shorts and a black T-Shirt that said Johnson’s Soul Food in yellow letters.

            She was holding a lighter and a cigarette in her hands. “I smoke from time to time. It helps me think clearly. I usually just bum a couple off my brother. You don’t mind, do you?”

            “You can light a crack pipe right now for all I care as long as you tell me what I want to know,” Trevor said as he threw his arms up in the air. “What is going on? Where is Clarice?”

            “Yeah, Clarice,” Keyonna said and put the ciga