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had just lined the edges of his hair making his points hit like a Chinese star. Angelique was the first to arrive walking in like she was on a runway.
"Hey Tyce." She said smiling.
"Wasup, thanks for coming." He responded giving her a warm embrace.
"No problem, you know you gotta girl curious. Is it jus’ me and you tonight? She questioned.
"Naw, O and some other people will be here shortly. He informed walking to the window.
    "Oh ok." Angelique said now more curious.
    Moments later, she heard the bass from Omar's truck as he pulled up. Omar hopped out and made his way to the familiar building. He spotted Tyce's Jeep parked on the side of the warehouse but wondered why his new Benz was there also. Omar walked in and was surprised to see Angelique leaning against a wall.
"What up my nigga." Tyce greeted his friend with a pound.
"Aint nothin’, wasup with you? Omar asked shifting his eyes toward the female in the room.
"I'm good." Tyce reassured.
"Wasup ma? How you doin’?" Omar now addressed Angelique.
"I'm straight O. It's good to see you again." She answered thankfully.
    Tyce stood in the background and observed the exchange between the two of them. He knew Omar was distrusting of Angelique but this was his show and everyone had a role to play. The sound of an engine and a car door closing interrupted their little reunion as the third guest
    arrived. Omar looked at Tyce showing his confusion about the situation. Tyce nodded at his partner with an "it's good" motion. Angelique just relaxed and let the scene unfold as she popped a piece of “ Orbitz” gum in her mouth. Tyce’s phone rang and he told the caller he was inside and waiting, seconds later Sway came walking in. He wore blue jeans and a white v-neck shirt that showed his athletic physique. Sway had short curly hair and a clean-shaven face. Two platinum dog tags hung from his neck with the names of his children in the center. A serious yet calm look was in his deep brown eyes. On his left side a small band-aid was stuck to his cheekbone, besides that his face was smooth. Sway scanned the room, his gaze landed first on the beautiful woman chewing gum, then to the silent man watching his every move. He walked toward the only face he recognized in the huge room.
“Wasup Tyce?” He asked giving him a pound.
“I’m good, I appreciate you showin' up.”
“Shit, I wouldn’t miss it.” He said cracking his knuckles.
    Angelique and Omar were both wondering who the mystery dude that just entered the warehouse was.
“You seen him before?” Angelique quietly
asked Omar.
“Naw you know Tyce really don’t get down with nigga’s like that so this should be real interesting.” Omar responded in a low tone.
“A few more minutes and we can get started.” Tyce said interrupting their thoughts.
    The agitation was beginning to spread over Omar’s face. He tapped his hand on the side of his thigh as he stood against the wall. First Angelique shows up then this new nigga, what the fuck was going on. Omar was under the assumption that he and Tyce were getting into some new shit he wasn’t expecting “ Kool And The Gang .”
    Tyce began to slide some chairs closer together, then moved to the window to look out front. Not seeing what he wanted to see, he turned around and smiled.
“Alright, I aint gonna keep ya’ll waitin’ no more, I know everybody got shit to do tonight. I’ve been thinkin’ on this shit for ‘bout a year now.” He paused and eyed Omar. “Me and O been gettin' it in for a while now but it’s time for a new direction.”
     No sooner, had the words come out his mouth; there was a light tapping at the warehouse door.
    Tyce turned his attention to the door and went to open it, leaving all in attendance confused. When he opened it, Dallas was on the other side.
 “Girl you late.” Tyce said.”
 “My bad.” She smiled.
    Dallas instantly made herself at home, as she sashayed toward the group of strangers. She grabbed the last empty seat and