With everything that had happened and Kelvin getting word of what was going down between his best friend and some of the most dangerous people in the city, Liam realized he couldn't do this alone.
Well, he wasn't alone. He had Tasha for one. And the system.
But if he needed this problem solved, he needed fresh perspectives. Kelvin's perspective.
So when Kelvin arrived the next day, the much-needed conversation needed to be had.
Kelvin showed up around noon, letting himself in like he always did. He walked into the living room where Liam and Tasha were sitting, dropped his backpack on the floor, and looked between the two of them.
"Alright," Kelvin said, crossing his arms. "Start talking. Because the text you sent me last night was cryptic as hell, and I've been losing my mind trying to figure out what kind of mess you've gotten yourself into this time."
