Then I noticed the unmistakable viper decal among the sea of different bikes, and my heart rate immediately sped up. “The fuck?” Quasim muttered. I had to wipe my eyes a few times when I saw Tookie leaning on his bike next to the man that Papa was talking to. From Papa’s body language, I could tell shit wasn’t all well in his world.
now what the hell the opps doing here?
