Excerpt From Ratchet City #2

Finally, my second book is almost ready for release.  It is the second book in the Ratchet City series, entitled "Dee's Story (Ratchet City #2)."  With that in mind, I decided to post another excerpt:

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     Soon as I unlocked the door Keisha, was in my face yelling, talking about how my case worker had been by there earlier and I was nowhere to be found.
     She was hollering and screaming at me. Shit, you woulda thought she was a real momma, the way she was going off.
     I just walked past her ass, pulling my bags right along with me.

     I was more than ready to put my stuff down, take a shower, and lay down, but this bitch felt like I, me, Dee’Adra, owed her crackhead ass an explanation.
     I counted in my head and said by ten if this bitch wasn’t outta my face I was gone fuck her up.
     One. Still talking… Two. Right on my heels… Five. I was placing the bags inside my closet… Seven. I popped my neck, because I realized I wasn’t gone make it to ten, and this bitch was still gone be talking shit!
     Nine. Fuck it! I grabbed Keisha around her pencil ass neck, pushing her against the wall next to my closet.
     I got an inch away from her face, still squeezing, not caring if this hoe took her last breath right there in my hands.
     She was clawing at my fingers but I outweighed her by at least fifty pounds.
      I told her in the calmest voice I could, “Bitch, when I let go you better turn the fuck around and walk away. If you tell anybody – my case worker, the police, anybody – I will take you out faster than that pipe you suck! You understand, bitch?” She couldn’t respond, so I told her to blink twice for yes.

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As before, I had a great time writing this book.  I hope readers will enjoy it as well.