“Bro…” Shamara was inconsolable. “Why you mace that man?” she laughed. “I am so sorry,” Benz ignored her cousin, apologizing to the two men. “That is not the type of thing that usually goes on around here and I really hope that’s not the impression you have of Nomel in the future,” she said, going right into professional mode. “So you just don’t fuck around, huh?” the darker one asked. “What do you mean?” “That was my momma house you pulled up to last week for your money. Now you beatin’ on niggas, I’m scared of you Miss Lady,” he said, sarcastically.
