“…catch him solo, make the right man bleed…” – Nas

Consider these basic instructions fam.

Patience is a virtue.

Hold fast.  Just wait. 

When you rush, you fuck up.

Hold fast.

You get bored. You pace the floor.

You check your watch.

Hold fast.

Be easy….

He’s coming.

Breathe out slow….

Keep your adrenaline in check

Turn out the lights, don’t move.

Get in position.

He’s coming.

The wait is over

Hold fast.

Be easy.

Steady now, cock it slow

Wait for it…. he won’t even know

Close one eye, hold your target.

Aim…. peel that wig back… leave

No need to rush, go out the way you came in

Be easy

Who you running from?

If you followed, he should be DOA

Any questions?

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Part 3: The Cardinal’s – Living Room, Office (yes, the youngest sleeps in the office.  He was a surprise baby, it happens), and half bath.

So while my family, The Cardinals, were fast asleep during the wee hours of the morning, I decided to take some shots of their house that I absolutely adore.  We’ll start with the garage leading into the laundry and kitchen.  More to come.

She just stopped by to welcome him to the neighborhood.

She has no idea that he’s a pleasure-seeking, party-hard bachelor looking for a naked romp around his castle…… the dog is in on it….

Murder… kidnapping…

The words hung over me like a storm cloud.  How could I let this man back into my home?  We never talked much about his “disappearance”… all he would say is “I just had to get away.”

But why leave me?  Why?  There was so much passion….

And now there is nothing… Just questions.  Suspicion.  And a couch for him to sleep on.  I admit to being frightened, I am afraid.  I don’t know the circumstances surrounding the charges… I could get a copy of the police report right? Something.. anything…

My thoughts were violently interrupted as I heard the creak of the door open.  The butterflies have returned.

There could have been so many reasons why he left. He just disappeared.  No explanation.  No call.  It had been years since he was gone.  He’d only been back for a month now and I trusted him like I did a stranger….  So I did what anyone would do: I googled the shit out of him..

Every time the phone rang he left… it was always with haste.  Where was he going?  Who was he going to see?  I tried to listen in, but I typed with the ferocity of a wolf and couldn’t hear his whispered speech over the sounds of my own keystrokes.

 When he left, I felt relieved… the butterflies in my stomach flew away.

It had been hours when I finally found it:

Charges:

Aggravated Assault 1st degree, Kidnapping 1st degree, Grand Larceny, Tampering with Evidence and the icing on the cake, Murder in the first degree…. he had one hell of a lawyer.