My corpse doesn’t need a diamond throne.

“And what was he protecting you from just now?” Samuel gestured to the ceiling. …”

“His eyes went to predatory mode, following my every movement. The gold flecks i…”

“How do I know you’re not the killer?” MeShack asked.A smirk plastered on Zulu’s…”

“I can't take a dick-measuring contest.". . ."I know Meshack has a big one. And …”