I paced around the house; cleaned the kitchen twice. I didn’t know what else to do; I’ve finished with my track listing for this Friday night at the Planet. Suddenly my cell rang through the house.

“Are you home C?” Alice said through the phone.

“Uhm, yeah…” I said.

“Good; be there in five…” She said to me and hung up.

Less then five minutes she came stumbling into my door and saw me watching Oprah’s reruns on TV.

“Ooh; I’ve seen that one…” She said as she planted her self right next to me. “Where’s Shane?” She turned.

“Uhh… she’s out… with her friend; Jenny…” I said.

“Jenny…” She said in a thinking voice. “Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, Jenny…….. OH! Jenny…. ahh; yes… dark little Jenny…” She said. “Don’t you just want to… fix her??” She said to me and I laughed.

“Well… she is a bit… you know… out of the ordinary; I guess…” I said; couldn’t find other words to describe Shane’s best friend.

“So Uhm; where’s Shane off to?” She asked me with a suspicious tone.

“I don’t know…” I said slowly.

“You’re watching Oprah’s reruns and you don’t “know” where your girlfriend is… uh uh… that ain’t gonna work on me sista….” She tried with a fake black slang. “C’mon C… spill…” She said with a slightly serious face.

 “Alice… she’s having an unarranged meeting with a gangster… not any gangster but the Garcia’s gang!” I said; frustrated and of course scared.

“No way… as in… like… that Escobar dude…” She said to me.

“Yeah… as in Escobar Garcia and his brothers……” I mentioned to my friend. We heard about these ruthless thugs through word of mouth.

“Holy Shit… I heard once; he chopped off this dude’s entire fingers. Every time he didn’t answer him… off one finger goes…” She said seriously.

“Oh; thanks Al… that’s really helping me…”

“Sorry; but don’t worry…. Shane can handle her self…” She said confidently.

“How in the world would you know??” I asked her; slightly annoyed.