KINGSLEY'S POV I glared at Alphonso. "She's trying to cook. You interrupt her process, then also add to her stress? Not cool, man. Not cool at all."Alphonso grinned. "I am thirsty, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it."The next minute, the door opened, and revealed the young Terry Tucker with two glasses in a tray. They both held iced tea. He smiled at us. "I also love my mum's iced tea, you know. She prepares the best. It's one of a kind. I'm sure you'll enjoy it.""Why, thank you, young man. I appreciate this a lot."He nodded, then went on to lift the remote from the table, putting on the television. He plopped onto the chair, patting his hair. I sipped the tea, starting to get impatient. But I knew that if I wanted information that was going to ruin a good and respectable young man like Christian Tucker, then I was going to have to dig deep. Digging deep meant leaving my comfortable hotel, and finding myself in the apartment of a single mother, whose home smelt like cinnamon rol
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