Zoya reentered the room, and she held the papers in her hands. “Everything is good, and we all agree on everything. I need you and Menace to both sign and add in the other owners. I know one is Stevie, who is yours, Don?” “Navy Bleu Perkins.” Beans choked in the corner. “You making her part owner of the team her ex-nigga is gonna play for… you, my nigga, are built different.” He clapped his hands.
