I gave him a dry look, even though I felt slightly uneasy. “And what might those problems be?"

“The last one said strike one. Who do you think was struck?”

I stared at him. “I don't even want to know what your twisted answer is”. Kareem kept ridiculous thoughts in his head and was too paranoid to be real sometimes.

“Nat is dead, you fucker”. He slammed a palm on the table. “And this letter came when you discovered his murder. Or am I wrong?”

My breath quickened. “Just because it came after Nat's death does not mean that it has a connection”. I tried to make myself believe it....