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Two men think they've found the perfect opportunity--a chance to rob the stash house of Simon Shuller, one of Philadelphia's biggest drug lords. But their plans are spoiled when one of Shuller's men catches them as they break into the stash house. Temperatures flare as the men capture Shuller's worker, Poncho, and force him to show them the goods. What they didn't expect was for Poncho's partner to be armed and very dangerous. An altercation breaks out and when the smoke clears, Nard, Poncho's accomplice, is the ...

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Two men think they've found the perfect opportunity--a chance to rob the stash house of Simon Shuller, one of Philadelphia's biggest drug lords. But their plans are spoiled when one of Shuller's men catches them as they break into the stash house. Temperatures flare as the men capture Shuller's worker, Poncho, and force him to show them the goods. What they didn't expect was for Poncho's partner to be armed and very dangerous. An altercation breaks out and when the smoke clears, Nard, Poncho's accomplice, is the only one left standing. Thinking quickly, Nard cleans shop and makes his escape, but not before being spotted by a few neighbors. Not wanting to kill anyone else, he makes a mad dash for the streets but wonders if the witnesses will give up his identity. What he needs now is a plausible alibi. If he doesn't come up with one fast, it could mean life in prison, or death on the streets.

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The alibi deal was part favor, part profit. When Daisy Mae's drug dealer boyfriend offers her $2,000 to lie about a gang member's holdup gone bad, the exotic dancer readily agrees. But things are never simple in the Philadelphia School of Hard Knocks; Daisy Mae's good deed threatens to explode in her pretty young face. Fast-paced crime "street lit" by an urban author on the rise.
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Set in Philadelphia in 1986, this blistering first in a new urban noir series from bestseller Woods (True to the Game) introduces 22-year-old Daisy Fothergill, a naïve African-American stripper. Daisy accepts $2,000 from an organized crime rep to provide an alibi for Bernard “Nard” Guess after he shoots two thieves to death as well as a buddy by accident in a North Philly drug house. An innocent witness to the bloodbath identifies Nard to the police, but pays a fatal price. When Daisy arrives home to tell her mother, Abigail, of her windfall and finds Abigail dead of natural causes, she discovers the $2,000 barely covers funeral costs. Her life takes an even nastier turn once Daisy starts dating Reggie Carter, a fast-talker who soon deserts her. Later, a pregnant Daisy flees to Murfreesboro, Tenn., to seek refuge with her aunt, but eventually she must return to Philly for a day of reckoning. This wickedly satisfying page-turner will leave readers eager for the next installment. (Aug.)
Essence magazine on TRUE TO THE GAME II
"Woods keeps it raw in this gutsy sequel that features the round-the-way girl who fell hard for Quadir, the millionaire drug dealer."
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"Woods keeps it raw in this gutsy sequel that features the round-the-way girl who fell hard for Quadir, the millionaire drug dealer."—Essence magazine on TRUE TO THE GAME II

"Urban fiction fans will welcome the melodramatic final entry in bestseller Woods's True to the Game trilogy, which vividly depicts the 1990s drug culture."—Publishers Weekly

"Street-lit pioneer Woods (True to the Game) makes her hardcover debut with this gritty, botched robbery tale. While giving a sympathetic voice to her financially desperate heroine-who entertains no fantasies of knights in shining armor and uses sex to get what she wants-Woods observes that easy cash comes with a steep price. Her fans are sure to demand this; buy multiple copies."—Library Journal

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781410419255
  • Publisher: Gale Group
  • Publication date: 8/6/2009
  • Edition description: Large Print
  • Pages: 369
  • Product dimensions: 5.80 (w) x 8.50 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

Teri Woods was born in Delaware and later moved to Philadelphia, PA where she worked as a legal secretary/paralegal for eight years in a Philadelphia law firm. She began writing True to the Game in 1993 and began to submit her work to publishers. After being turned down, the book sat dormant in a closet for two years. In 1998, she began selling handmade copies of the book out of the trunk of her car. With the success of the handmade books, she started her own publishing and production company, Meow Meow Productions.

Teri Woods lives in New Jersey with her three children. She is hard at work on her next novel.

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First Chapter

Alibi


By Woods, Teri

Grand Central Publishing

Copyright © 2009 Woods, Teri
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780446581691

1986

PARTY’S OVER

Hey, Lance, come here, look,” whispered Jeremy, standing in an alleyway pointing to a window in what appeared to be an apartment row home on the 2500 block of Somerset Street in North Philadelphia.

“What, I don’t see nothing?” whispered Lance back to him.

“The window—it’s cracked. It’s not shut all the way, right there. You see it?” asked Jeremy as he pointed to the window. His keen vision surpassed that of Lance, who was nearsighted and unable to see far when he wasn’t wearing his glasses.

“You sure they in there?” Lance asked, trying to figure out what the next move should be as an alley cat jumped out of a tree next to him, scaring the living daylights out of him. “Nigga, I know you not laughing,” he said to Jeremy, who couldn’t help himself.

“You shoulda seen your face… Naw, for real though, I’m telling you, I followed them all day. They’re in there.” He shook his head, showing no signs of uncertainty in his voice. “I watched them go in there with two duffel bags. They went in and they haven’t come out, neither one of them. And them duffel bags they had were chunky, real chunky. They holding a lot of money or a lot of coke. Damn, they holding.”

Many different thoughts rushed around in Lance’s head, the first one being how much money and how much coke their competition was holding in the house. Right now, more than ever, he needed a come up. A strong come up and he knew in his heart that this was it.

“You sure it’s just the two of them in there?” Lance asked again, his heart starting to beat a little faster as the adrenaline rushed through his veins.

“Man, I’m telling you. We can take these jokers. They caught off guard. They won’t even see us coming. We got one chance, Lance, just one, and this is it.”

Lance needed to play the whole scene out in his head. He wanted no stone to be left unturned. There could be no mistakes, no mishaps, no fuck-ups. Jeremy might be right—this just might be his one and only chance or better yet his golden opportunity to come up. Times were hard and the only nigga in the city moving weight was Simon Shuller. Simon Shuller had been getting money for years. Everyone knew it too. Not only was he the largest drug dealer in Philadelphia, he had to be the police as well. There was no way he could run drugs, dope, and numbers year after year and not be in jail by now. But he wasn’t in jail and Simon Shuller, police or not, was the man with the golden hand in the city, the big kahuna with all the money, and those two unknown suspects inside the row home on Somerset were his runners. Truth was they could have left the door wide open, ’cause anybody crazy enough to mess with anything belonging to Simon Shuller had to be plum out of their minds.

“Man, I must be crazy listening to you,” said Lance, looking at Jeremy.

“Shit, you crazy if you don’t, my friend. I’m telling you, we might not ever get this chance in life again. We could sneak in, take what we came for, and sneak right back out.”

Lance thought for a minute longer. Maybe Jeremy is right, we sneak in, take what we came for, and sneak back out. How hard could that be?

“Okay, come on, let’s do the damn thing,” Lance commanded, feeling nothing but heart.

“That’s what I’m talking about, baby boy. Don’t worry, I got this caper all figured out already. Come on, let’s get the car and park it close enough to make our getaway.”

Up on the fire escape, Lance looked at Jeremy, who was silently cracking the window open. He turned and waved his hand for his friend to come on. He climbed through the window and into what might once have been a bathroom. Jeremy turned again, to find Lance on the fire escape climbing through the window behind him.

“What the fuck died in this motherfucker?” whispered Lance, as a foul stench filled his nostrils.

“Shh, come on,” said Jeremy as he embraced his nine-millimeter and peeked around the corner of the doorway, looking like he belonged on the force.

What the fuck do this nigga think he doing?

“Whah, why you looking at me like that?”

“Nigga, you ain’t no god damn Barnaby Jones and shit. What is you doing?”

“I’m trying to make sure the coast is clear, man—let me do what I do,” said Jeremy, a tad bit annoyed.

What with their whispering back and forth, neither of them heard the footsteps coming down the hallway. Not until the footsteps were right on them and the bathroom door came flying open.

“What the fuck? Y’all niggas lost?” said a tall, brown-skinned fellow, wearing a Phillies jacket and Phillies baseball cap.

At first he thought they might’ve been crackheads, but then he saw the shiny chrome steel and knew differently.

“Shut the fuck up, before I kill you in this motherfucker,” said Jeremy, quickly maneuvering his gun and pointing it straight at his victim’s head. “Come on, let’s go.”

Jeremy held the man on his left side, close to his body. He held his gun in his right hand up to the man’s head as they began walking back down the hallway. They heard another guy call out from the living room.

“Yo, Ponch, we need more vials. You gonna have to run down to the—”

His sentence was cut short as he saw his man, Poncho, being led by Jeremy and Lance through the doorway with a gun pointed at his head.

“Don’t even think about it, Shorty,” said Lance, pointing his gun at the guy sitting at the table stuffing tiny vials with two hits of crack.

“What the fuck?”

“Nigga, you know what it is. Bag that shit up, put it back in the duffel bag and don’t nobody got to get hurt.”

The man at the table, Nard, quickly surveyed everything that was going on. These dudes ain’t wearing no masks. That can only mean one thing.And even though Jeremy and Lance’s intention wasn’t to kill, just rob, Nard felt otherwise and being a true thoroughbred for Simon Shuller, he’d rather die fighting than give them niggas a dime, even if the coke wasn’t his. Some things in life were just more important, and his reputation for being a “real nigga” was one of them. Nard was a youngster with mad heart, and for the dough, he had love. For the streets, he had respect, and for a principle about some bullshit, he would fight tooth and nail. He slithered his arm, without a glance, under the table. Right where he had put it earlier was a tiny .22, a piece of duct tape keeping it suspended upside down. Mmm hmm, we gonna see now, motherfucker. Nice and smooth and just enough to do damage, he was ready, ready to pop off. Quickly, his fingers fondled the cold steel, until his grasp was tight. Nard came from under the table so fast, no one saw it coming, not even Poncho. He shot Lance one time in the chest, the bullet piercing his heart. Lance dropped to the floor holding his chest with one hand and his gun in the other, the bullet moving inside him. He looked up at Jeremy, gasping for breath and collapsing in a red pool of blood.

“Let him go, motherfucker!” shouted Nard.

“Nard, take this, nigga. Take him. I know you can, baby boy, take him,” Poncho yelled.

“Shut up, shut the fuck up,” said Jeremy, now nervous, as his man was gasping for air, gurgling blood, and reaching for him to help him.

“Let him go, let him go. Let him go and I’ll let you live,” said Nard, meaning every word he spoke, but trying to be calm as he talked Jeremy into letting his man go.

“Nigga, give me what the fuck I came for or both you motherfuckers is gonna die,” said Jeremy, with lots of heart, pushing the gun harder into the side of Poncho’s head. He looked down on the floor. Lance was dead. Oh, my god, he killed him, he killed Lance.

“Motherfucker, I ain’t giving you shit. Let him go!” Nard yelled again.

“Take him, Nard, what the fuck is you waiting fo—”

The shot from Jeremy’s gun seemed unreal at first, a mistake, a misfortune, something that wasn’t suppose to be, a gap, a space, time that needed to rewind. In slow motion, so slow, Jeremy felt Poncho’s body slump to the floor as Nard watched Poncho, his main man, die right in front of him. Poncho’s blood, and fragments of his head, landed all over the wall and covered the entire side of the room. His blood even splattered on Nard, all this within a matter of seconds.

Instinct moved through Nard, like a thief in the night, and like lightning, the bullet from that tiny .22 pierced through Jeremy’s chest and threw him back several steps, as his body began to slump against the door. His fingers unable to grasp, he dropped his gun and looked down at the blood pouring out of his body, then fell to the floor, lying on his back. He stared up at the ceiling as his body stopped breathing. Jeremy didn’t even see it coming, it just happened so fast. Nard hit him with the strike of magic and poof, just like that, Jeremy was gone.

“Fuck!” yelled Nard, holding his head in his right hand, his gun still in his left. “Fuck, god damn it. Fuck you come here for, stupid-ass motherfuckers?” he yelled, angrily interrogating a dead Jeremy and a dead Lance. “Damn, what the fuck am I gonna do now?”

He surveyed the room as he talked and cursed the dead bodies around him. “Motherfuckers!” he said as he kicked a lifeless Jeremy. What am I going to do? What the fuck?He checked the three bodies lying on the floor for a pulse, starting with his man, Poncho.

“Damn, Ponch, man. I’m so sorry, man. I’m so sorry,” he said as he felt Poncho’s wrist. “I love you, man. I love you. Fuck!” He started thinking about the consequences of what had just happened. “Fucking police, man. Fuck, what am I going to do?”

He just couldn’t think straight, his brain was overwhelmed, to say the least. He threw all the crack, vials, and other paraphernalia into a duffel bag that was lying under the table and left the other one, which was empty lying on the floor. He looked around the room, grabbed everything that belonged to him, tried to wipe off the table, doorknobs, and everything else he had touched in the crack spot and quickly ran out the door and down a flight of stairs.

“Hey, Nard, be careful, they shooting in the building.”

He quickly turned around, his gun still in his hand, but tucked inside the front pocket of his hoodie.

“Hey, Shorty,” he said as he looked at a kid standing in the vestibule. He couldn’t have been more than nine, maybe ten years old. He didn’t know the kid’s name, but this kid knew his. “Yeah, you be careful too, kid.”

He quickly brushed past him, threw his hoodie over his head, made his way out the door, and quickly walked down the street to his car.

“DaShawn, get in here! Don’t you hear them shooting? Come on, boy!”

Nard looked up and saw a young black girl hanging out a window, hollering for the same young kid that Nard had just brushed past inside the building.

“I’m coming, Ma. I’m right here.”

Nard could hear the little boy as he walked away from the spot.

Please tell me this kid ain’t no problem, or the window chick. Fuck, man, fuck! I need me an alibi. And where the fuck is Sticks? Simon is gonna be heated, but at least I got his coke. That’s all I need to do is get at Simon. I got to get rid of this gun, too. Yeah, that’s all I’ll need is an alibi and I’m good.



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  • Posted July 17, 2009

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    This is a terrific crime caper

    In 1986 in Philadelphia, two punks believe they can rob the illegal drug stash of drug lord Simon Shuller. They capture one of the guards Poncho, but fail to take control of the man's more violent partner Nard. When the dust clears Nard is the only person left breathing.

    Nard pays twentyish African American stripper old Daisy Fothergill two thousand dollars to provide him with an alibi during the time of the deadly face-off. A witness informs the police that Nard killed the three men, but soon after telling his story to the cops that man is dead; a warning to others to keep their mouths' shut. Meanwhile Daisy visits her mother, Abigail, but finds her dead from natural causes. Her windfall pays for her mom's funeral. She becomes pregnant but her boyfriend Reggie Carter dumps her. Needing time to regroup, Daisy visits her aunt in Murfreesboro, Tennessee knowing she will have to face the music in Philadelphia soon.

    This is a terrific crime caper starring an intriguing cast especially Nard (short for Bernard). He makes the story line work from the onset as he methodically cleans up the dead scene and establishes his alibi so that if any of the witnesses speak to the cops he has his counter testimony. Fans will appreciate Teri Woods' strong thriller as the fascinating focus is on a unique anticipated High Noon with fans wondering whether the hit man will soar like a predatory eagle on its prey when Daisy returns to the city of Brotherly Love.

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 5, 2012

    Very Good.

    I read this book in ten hours. Maybe less. Just waiting for Alibi II in eBook format!!!

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2012

    Horrible

    I usally enjoy this author but i couldn't even finish this book. Don't waste your time or money

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 30, 2011

    Teri is such a excellent author!

    I loved this book.

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  • Posted June 8, 2011

    It was a good crime thriller but......

    I read this book in one day, and I do agree that it jumped from character to character and to correct the last reviewer (Harriet) Nard (Bernard) was in jail, it was his man Sticks who committed all the murders. Overall, I think it was a good read and I will purchase Alibi II.

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  • Posted March 25, 2011

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    not super great

    to much bouncing around from character to character.

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  • Posted October 11, 2009

    Alibi

    This was her best book! Her writing has improved tremendously, it seems as if she is writing with a screenplay in mind. I really enjoyed this book and can't wait until Alibi II is released.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 5, 2009

    Recommended reading

    If you are into African American fiction, this book is for you. It certainly falls along the lines of "hood drama," but if you are into these novels, you will like this one.

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  • Posted September 16, 2009

    Teri Woods

    ok i haven't read the book yet, but i was online reading a lil snippet of the inside and im confused......i have all of the teri woods books (true to the game).....i thought the alibi was the continuous of the last true t the game book.....but im confused because the characters int he book are not the characters in the last few books......who is Nard? and Abigail? they were not in the last book. unless they are in a book that i havent read of hers....but then again in the last book...true to the game III it tells you to look for the book the alibi...which i would have thought was the extension of that story. well im not buying it until i get it straight....because that book the alibi sounds boring its not what im looking for....i dont think?

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  • Posted September 9, 2009

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    this was NOT one of TW better books

    i have ALL of teri woods books but this one and i'm glad i went to the library for it. the story was weak. it wasn't grimmy at all. i really don't see how learning how abigail grew up had anything to do with the story (just filler). even the synopsis about the book is wrong. nard wasn't trying to rob a rival drug dealer, he was being robbed. this book was just BORING!!! this book was nothing like her previous books. i really can't see how there will be a sequel and i won't be buying it if there is.

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  • Posted September 3, 2009

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    What Happened with This One?

    I must say that I was deeply disappointed with this book. As an avid fan of TW, I expected to "see" the story unfold as all of the other books in the past have. This book was "watered down". There was no real grime or suspenseful voilence or drama like there usually is in her books. BIG disappointment. Hope the next book is in the original TW style.

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  • Posted August 31, 2009

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    Wowwww....

    I picked it up at the Library because it was in the new section never expecting it to be so not what i expected it was greattt... I finished it in less than two days my boyfriend and i were actually reading it together and fought over who was ahead...lol it was great i recommend it to anyone who loves to read and i especially cant wait for alibi II

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  • Posted August 4, 2009

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    great crime thriller

    I love Teri Woods and enjoyed this crime thriller as much as all of her other books. This novel was a quick read with 239 pages. I am looking forward to read Alibi II and wonder if we hear more about Daisy.

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