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“You’ll never know unless you talk to him,” Kicks assures me. He pulls out his phone. Whoever’s name pops up on the screen has his brows knitted together as he answers it.
“Kara, hey. What’s up?” he says into the phone.
It’s his cousin. I can’t make out what she’s saying, but I hear sobbing.
“Slow down. Who’s in the hospital?” He pauses, listening to Kara.
“Andy? What the hell happened to him?”he demands.
“Okay, okay. Give me thirty minutes and I’ll be up there.” He hangs up and turns to me.
“Kara’s boyfriend, Andy, is in the hospital because of a bad drug trip,” he tells me.
“Think it’s that new drug that’s been hittin’ the streets,” I ask.
“I don’t know, but I’m gonna find out. I gotta talk to Prez before I go.” He stands.
“Want me to come with you?”
“Nah. What I want is for you to work things out with Tink and Diesel.” With that, he walks away.
“Asshole,” I mutter.
I finish my beer and go find Rascal. I end up watching some of the guys play bags and not finding him.
A couple of hours later, Prez is calling for an emergency Church. The women stay outside with the prospects while the rest of us head inside and take our respected seats. Kicks is back, which means he must have gotten some information for Prez.
“Because of a source close to us, we were able to get more information on this new drug,” Prez starts. “It’s called Supernova. It’s highly addictive as it causes an increase in dopamine levels. Which gives the user a euphoric feeling. An increase in serotonin levels and a boost in energy. The list of negative effects is three times as long. It’s most popular in older teens and young adults and it’s spreading quickly. Our main goal is finding out who is distributing this drug and take them out.”
He continues by telling us to be careful when we’re out asking questions about who’s distributing the drugs. As always, whatever we hear, we’re to report it directly to him. After that, he dismisses us back to the BBQ.
When I walk out of Church, Diesel is standing there waiting for me, arms crossed over his chest.
“We need to talk,” he states.
