“Why you want me to toss you up in the back of this whip?” he asked the question like he didn’t just threaten to fuck me up back here. “I pay for her private school, health insurance, dance classes and anything that she wants to do. I’m sending her to coding camp this summer. Her deadbeat ass father in court trying to act like he doing shit.” When it came to Estella, she was the niece I never knew I needed. She could get anything out of everybody, including Menace. The man taught her what quiet hour was, and now she had her own quiet hour when she was home.
