Lee and Eddie.
Oh my God.
Ren kept talking and I opened my eyes.
“This guy was gonna make his play usin’ this kid. How, I don’t know. But he also had a point to make, so I could guess. Tucker made sure he didn’t do that. And he made sure how he did it that no one would get that same idea. And no one has. Not again. Although it is not known widely what Malia and Liam mean to Tucker, it’s known by those who do know, no matter if Shirleen and Tucker are no longer in the game, you do not get near this kid. You do not get near his mother.”
“So, Darius takes care of them,” I guessed.
He nodded. “Yeah. They have his protection. Other than that, he gives them money and they don’t know where it comes from. The reason they don’t is because every month, Lee Nightingale and Eddie Chavez take turns bringing her an envelope, sayin’ that shit is from them. But it isn’t. It’s from Tucker. As for Tucker, he has nothing to do with them.”
My back went straight. “What? Why?”
“That, I don’t know. What I do know is that for everybody, including you, they don’t exist.”
“That’s ridiculous,” I snapped.
“It’s what it is. You do not get near them, Ally.”
“But the reason I would—”
He cut me off to ask sharply, “You care about your friend?”
I clamped my mouth shut and nodded.
“Then they do not exist. You do not tell Indy. You do not share with the Rock Chicks. Fuck, don’t even tell Tex or Duke.”
“I don’t understand this,” I admitted, because I fucking well didn’t.
“Then ask yourself why Dominic Vincetti was entirely okay with being an asshole who dipped his wick into everything that moved and did whatever Vito told him to do until he discovered someone had hit his wife. Then he and Sissy had a kid. Now he’s lookin’ for ways to get out. Being in love does shit to you, Ally. I know that as a goddamn fact. I’m not one but I can guess, being a father does shit, too. And it did it to Tucker.”
“I’d understand that if Darius was part of their lives,” I returned.
“The kid’s sixteen,” Ren told me.
“And?” I prompted.
“Count back the years, baby,” he said gently.
I did.
But Ren did the math for me. “She was pregnant at the funeral, Ally.”
“So?”
“What do you know about Malia Clark?” he asked instead of answering.
“I know she was a cheerleader. I know she was gorgeous and still is. I know she went with Indy and me and a bunch of our friends to a Prince concert that Indy got front row seats to. And I know that Malia almost passed out with glee when The Purple One did a twirl, his sweat flew off and it hit Malia. I also know before Darius’s dad was murdered, he and Malia were tight. And now I know she was knocked up at his dad’s funeral, which was why she dropped out of sight her senior year and I haven’t seen her since.”
“And what was Darius doin’ his senior year?”
I didn’t answer that. This was because, instead of being on the football field as he had been the three years previously, he was under the bleachers, dealing dope for his uncle.
Ren let my silence be my response and went on.
“Well, I know she was a court reporter who studied at night to become a paralegal, which is what she now does. I also know that Liam Clark has already signed a pre-commitment to a college. This has part to do with the way he can run a ball on a football field. But mostly it has to do with the fact that he’s hitting his junior year in high school next year, he’s already taking almost a complete schedule of AP classes and the college he’s committed to is Harvard.”
Whoa.
“No shit?” I breathed.
“Darius Tucker is no fool. He’s also fuckin’ sharp. Malia Clark isn’t one either, and she’s a hard worker. And the kid they made didn’t fall far from the tree.”
This was cutting me deep already.
Knowing all this, it was killing me.
I leaned into Ren and said, “Then he’s gotta know his kid. He’s got to show him where he got some of how awesome he is. He’s got—”
“Do you honestly believe Tucker thinks he gave anything good to that boy?” Ren asked.
I sat back and snapped, “Well, he did.”
“You know that, baby, and so do I. But Tucker doesn’t.”
“Zano—”
“How would you feel, you’re set to go to Harvard, your life laid out beautifully, and your ex-drug dealer dad shows up and fucks with your head?” he asked.
