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SOL.
“How much longer?”
“I don’t know, man. I’m doing everything I can but you really messed up
this time. I can’t just make this one go away like the rest.”
I knew I’d fucked up and I also knew that Drew Oliver, my manager, was
doing everything in his power to, once again, clean up a mess that I’d made.
Regardless of the reasoning, I’d crossed a line that I shouldn’t have and
truthfully, I would do it all over again.
Risk it all for family.
“You at least think he’ll settle?”
“Don’t know. He’s pretty fucking pissed. If this had happened behind
closed doors, he might be more inclined to work something out. But you
embarrassed him in a room full of artists that no longer respect him, Sol.
That’s not so easy to overlook. His manhood is in question. You know how
fragile the ego can be.”
“No, actually, I don’t. I know my dick is big. Got plenty of women who’d
be willing to testify to that, so I don’t need to go throwing my weight around.
Sheets pushed it too far and I could have lost him, Drew. He could have
really fucking died. Do you know what that would have done to me? How
that would have broken me? I don’t give a damn about Sheets’s ego. He went
too far.”
“I know. I’m not questioning what you did or why. Would have done the
same thing had you not gotten to him before I had a chance to.” Drew had
been there from the beginning. He understood. “But regardless, if you want to
keep him protected, this is how we handle things.”
“I hate this shit. I fucking hate it. He’s drowning a little, day-by-day, and
there’s not a damn thing I can do to help him until this is handled. I need
things settled.”
“I’m working on it. Night and day. I give you my word. Try to focus on
the album. You write anything since I left?”
My attention jerked to the door of my bedroom where my baby brother
Kaliq stood, dressed in all black. The hood of his sweatshirt draped over his
head, the pants hanging low on his waist. His face was tight while his hands
were shoved in his front pocket.
Drowning.
Angry.
Lost.
This kid was too damn dark and it was my fault.
“You were just here last week. Not like I had time.”
Drew had chartered a private jet for a one day trip here so I could sign
some contracts required for an upcoming performance. He was trying to lock
down any pending deals just in case things went left with my current
situation.
Before he left, I promised I would have some new songs written. That
still hadn’t happened.
“You wrote your second album in three days, Sol. Don’t give me that no
time bullshit. I know what you’re capable of when you’re focused. Get
focused.”
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