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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Old Drew Id" data-source="post: 1204344" data-attributes="member: 12175">Episode II - What a Tangled Web - Willie's IntroEpisode II - What a Tangled Web - Willie's IntroYour cousin Gerald calls you at 6:00 AM. You know it is him for two reasons:One, whoever it is will not leave a message, and you know Gerald never leaves a message. And:Two, no one else would be stupid enough to dare wake your ass up this early on a Sunday. You let the phone ring. You try to ignore it, but he keeps calling. You look over at the clock. 6:30 AM now. He’s been calling for thirty minutes. You have to get up in another thirty minutes anyway, if you are going to church. Brother Cooper has you hooked. It makes Gramms happy that you go, and hey, as far as preacher-men go, he ain’t too bad. Hell, after you’ve seen him melt a zombie into a puddle, you have a little respect for the guy. At least enough to show up to Sunday service. The phone is still ringing. Gerald is lucky you didn’t have a woman over here tonight. You’ve got your car back; you have some money going; you got your mojo working. You’ve been doing all right with the ladies lately. In fact, Maxine could have definitely spent the night last night from the message she left you on your machine, but you spent the night over at her place Friday night, and you don’t want her to get too comfortable with having you under her spell every night. Well, damnit, you’re awake now. No use denying it. You roll out of the silk sheets (a new purchase, on the recommendation of Carla, from the DMV, and boy, was she right…) and head over to the phone. You answer it:“What the hell you want? Do you know what time it is?” – Your usual greeting for anyone calling at this hour. “Cousin! Where have you been? I’ve been trying your number for - ”“What the hell have I told you about calling me at  - hell, I don’t even know what time it is!”“Cousin, quit yo’ bitchin’. I got a job for you!”Gerald had been quite friendly after the money from Scorse came in. He was polite, and more than willing to cut a brother some slack for several weeks thereafter, especially when you hinted that more money like that might be coming down the pipe. But that was eight weeks ago, and with nothing new coming in, he finally has started growing some balls again.“Listen up, cousin, ” and you know from the sound in his voice, he just got some contract that is going to wind up with you chasing your tail for some stupid white people so that your cousin can collect the dough, “I just got an emergency contract. This one goes over everything else that we do. Skip everything else that we are working on. This one is hot! This one is really huge! I need you on this right away! I need you down here right away!”“Now you know I don’t come in to the office on no weekend!”“Cousin, get your ass down here to the office now!”“I can’t. I have to go to church.”“Forget church! This is - ”“Now I know I didn’t just hear you say that, Gerald. I know Gramms is not gonna want to hear that her boy said - ”“Willie! Damnit, this is big - ”“Then it’ll keep until after church.” And you hang up the phone. It’s not even that you care that much about getting to church. You just can’t stand to have anyone, including your cousin, try to get you all worked up over something so minor like some new contract at work. Ever since that whole deal two months ago, dealing with weird black magic voodoo and dead people walking around, suddenly all of these minor bail-jumping, adultery, find-out-who-stole-my-lawnmower cases just don’t seem all worth getting excited over. You get into the shower as the phone starts ringing again.</blockquote>

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