A Private Affair
Quinn poked his head around the partially open bathroom door, shouting over the steam and rush of water. "I'll check ya later, 'round midnight."
Lacy parted the opaque shower curtain, shouting over the surge of water. "Not again, Quinten. You just got in. I thought you were staying for dinner. Maxine's coming over. When are you going to eat?"
Quinn chuckled deep in his throat. "Chill, sis. I'll grab a little somethin'."
She snatched the curtain shut. "Yeah, but what?" she grumbled, her question full of cynicism. She worried about her twin brother, more than she'd ever let on. The reality was, all they had was each other. And living in the heart of Harlem, New York, with its available drugs, rampant gang wars and random shootings, reiterated their oneness all the more. She also knew that no amount of haranguing would keep her brother off the street. The lure, the mystery, the danger and excitement, were his mistresses. He couldn't seem to get enough and kept going back for more. She knew Quinn had so much more to offer than just protection for local "businessmen." If they could just get out of the neighborhood, he stood a chance of surviving. They stood a chance.
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