The Heat is On . . . Jan.29.2007
Damn, he wasn’t going to stop ringing the phone. Since 5:00 a.m. this morning, he’d been calling. I blew a steady stream of air through my nostrils and picked up the phone. “Hey, bro—what be up?” “Don’t fucking, ‘hey, bro,’ me. What the fuck are they up to over there?” I walked down the hall [...]