I NEED TO KNOW HOW YOU’RE SITTING WITH this,” Raheem says first thing. What—is camping on the couch waiting for me his new job or something?
“Not good,” I snap. “What do you think? How am I supposed to sit?”
“You’re acting like it’s the end of the world.”
Can’t he see how the world is ending? My world, the world I’ve wanted so badly to be a part of.
“Rocco’s my friend. Slim is—” I sigh. “Cherry’s heart is broken now. You know that?”
“They would have found out some other way. They always do. That’s how the pigs stay on top.”
“We’re supposed to be opposite of them!” I cry.
“We are.”
I glare at him through narrowed eyes.
“Maxie, what are you thinking?” he says. “What are you going to do?”
I cross my arms. “I haven’t told anybody, if that’s what you mean.”
“Maxie—”
“Is it over?” I interrupt.
Silence. Then, “We can get by for quite a while on the cash they already gave me. I don’t want you worrying about any of this.”
I stalk toward the bedroom, trying to ignore the fact that he didn’t actually answer the question.