Timothy went home, and called Gregg.
"What's up? What did that detective say? We ain't in trouble is we?" Gregg asked, feeling very agitated.
"Naw man, it wasn't nothing like that, he just said he talked to Maron and D'Angelo's friends and said he believes all of us got nothing to do with it, " Timothy stated.
"Man I'm glad too, I got so nervous man, " Gregg said.
"It's cool man, we all covered, hey detective ask me out for some ice cream this weekend, he go pick me up and go to Hilley's, " Timothy said.
"What? Really?" Gregg asked, getting excited.
"Yeah man, " Timothy said.
"Can the rest of us go?" Gregg asked.
"It's just me only, " Timothy informed.
"Man, that's being selfish for real, " Gregg said, getting angry.
"How is that being selfish man?" Timothy asked.
"It is, that cop just want to take you out for ice cream and not us, that's favoritism, " Gregg said.
"I been knowing detective Michael since I was in that accident at that hospital when them dudes jumped me in that alley. That was the time he asked me out for some ice cream, but we haven't catched up on it, that's why he asked me out for some now, " Timothy said.
"Yeah man, but still, we yo boys, we should come too, " Gregg said.
"I will ask him next time, " Timothy said.
"Okay, see you tomorrow, " Gregg said, getting off the line quickly.
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