[portable] — Bmf S02e07 Bd9

TERRY enters. He moves differently now—less like a student, more like a soldier. He kicks the door shut and tosses a burner phone onto the table. It slides, stopping right next to Meech’s hand. Meech doesn't flinch.

Meech leans back, the chair groaning under his weight. He lights a cigarette, inhaling deep. bmf s02e07 bd9

The air is thick, haze of cigarette smoke catching the amber glow of a single hanging lamp. Outside, Detroit hums its cold, indifferent song. TERRY enters

TERRY > Lamar’s crew. They moving weight on the East Side again. Kato saw them. inhaling deep. The air is thick