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I debate whether I should engage him or not, but seeing as my survival rate will dramatically
               increase if I know the details of what's going on, I decide to do so. I slowly walk up to his car and
               knock on the window of the passenger seat. It turns out he was sleeping.

               He wakes up with all types of paranoia, and when he realizes who I am, he tells me to get in the car.
               After I get in he starts to drive away. He asks me how I knew he was watching me, but I tell him
               that I didn't. I tell him I was just walking home and happened to see him in the car. He makes a
               right turn.

               He tells me that I need to be more careful, that there may be people watching me. I ask him who
               would be watching me, and he tells me that I don't really have to worry about that anymore. He
               says he's been sitting on my house for weeks waiting for the other crew to pop out, but they still
               haven't done so, and because they haven't done so they probably never knew that Jamal and Derek
               were hiding out here in the first place. He makes a left turn.

               He takes a glance at the rear-view mirror and then says, "You still gotta be careful though." He tells
               me about how a few days into the sitting, two cops started to follow him. He makes another left
               turn, and shortly after I see what he means when an unmarked but obvious police vehicle makes
               the same left turn. Damn you Jamal.

               Spider tells me that if the cops knew about Jamal, and if they were following him, then they might
               know about me as well. If they didn't know about me then, they certainly know about me now
               since I just got into the fucking car of someone who is probably a suspect in something. I ask him
               about Derek. "Derek? Derek's a strong kid. You don't gotta worry about him. We'll take care of
               him." That's what he tells me. I ask him about Jamal. The driver looks at the passenger, but the
               driver does not say anything.

               I ask him if he's doing this for me because I helped out his friends, and he says he's doing it
               "because the main motherfucker has this thing about respect." I'm guessing he means something
               along the lines of if you show him decency, he will show you decency, and because I showed
               Jamal and Derek decency he is showing me that decency back. Then Spider tells me about how he
               isn't doing this because he believes in the same thing, he's doing it because he pissed off the main
               guy and the main guy is forcing him to do it. He tells me about how when the main dude tells you
               to do something, you have to do it, because if no one listens to the head, to the man who has the
               experience, there will be no order. Not exactly in those words.

               After a few more left and right turns, we are back in my neighborhood and Spider decides to drop
               me off a few blocks from my apartment building. Before we depart, he tells me that if those cops
               decide to drop by, not to tell them shit. I tell him that I don't really know shit, and that I would like
               to keep it that way.

               For the next three days, Spider continues to sit on my location and then on the fourth day he
               disappears, but that doesn't matter because by now I'm already in the system. Now I find myself
               turning on my television and putting it on my favorite channel. It's been almost a week and there is
               still coverage on the school shooting. One teacher killed, one student killed, one security guard
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