“We just talkin’, Teena,” Shay said.

“I ain’t talkin’ to you, Shay. Nina, you think I set you up?”

“Like Shay said, we just talkin’.”

“You do think I set you up. That hurts bitch. Long as we’ve known each other, as much shit as three of us have been through together, you think I would do some shit like that? That shit hurts,” Teena said, and I could see the hurt on her face.

“If you would stop being so hurt and think about it, you’d understand why we had to have this conversation,” Shay said.

“Why?”

“Think about that shit, Teena. Nina don’t go to Jimmy’s, that’s your spot,” Shay began. “You call her up there and there are two women watchin’ her. The same two women that are waiting at her apartment to rob her. How did they know where she lived? How did they know she would be at Jimmy’s that night?”

“Okay, okay; when you run it down like that I can see why Nina’s lookin’ crazy at me,” Teena said.

“In case you ain’t noticed, it ain’t just Nina lookin’ at you crazy,” Shay said.

“I get it, Shay, I get it. But believe me; I didn’t set you up, Nina. First of all, Shay, didn’t I call you first and you said you didn’t have it?”

“Shay?” I asked.

“True, she did call me.”

“Was I gonna rob Shay’s ass too.” I wanted to say maybe, but I didn’t. “How did I know you was goin’ back to your apartment? You was on some dick when I called you, and you said that you were in a hurry to get back to that dick.”

“Nina?” Shay asked.

“Yeah, that’s what I said.” I had to laugh at myself ’cause I got a little wet just thinking about gettin’ some more of that dick. But for reasons that I understand, Victor didn’t want to see me anymore.

“And if I was gonna set you up to get robbed, why wouldn’t I set it up so you would have to go get the stash where the real weight is, instead of at your apartment, where I know for a fact that you got a key at best?”