Eviction Notice (Hood Rat Series)

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When three young friends, Porsha, Frankie and Sahara, decide to sublease an apartment from a mutual acquaintance, life becomes one big party for the girls. But the party comes to an abrupt end when they find out they’ve been fleeced for their money and an eviction notice is taped to their door. They have seventy-two hours to come up with the money or be tossed into the streets by the city marshals. Armed with various schemes, they set out to try and stop the eviction and find themselves caught in the crossfire of...

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When three young friends, Porsha, Frankie and Sahara, decide to sublease an apartment from a mutual acquaintance, life becomes one big party for the girls. But the party comes to an abrupt end when they find out they’ve been fleeced for their money and an eviction notice is taped to their door. They have seventy-two hours to come up with the money or be tossed into the streets by the city marshals. Armed with various schemes, they set out to try and stop the eviction and find themselves caught in the crossfire of a bloody war between the Notorious Clark family and a new player in the game.

Meanwhile the police are still searching for the killer known only as The Animal, while his former lover Gucci tries to put the pieces of her life back together. When all is said and done, all parties involved will discover something about Animal and his abduction that no one was prepared for.

There goes the neighborhood, again!

One of Library Journal's Best Street Lit Books of 2011

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Editorial Reviews

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Praise for K'wan:

“K'wan excels at dialogue, and his densely packed universe has every element of successful street drama.”—-Publisher’s Weekly on Welfare Wifeys

K’wan once again comes through with a gritty and violent yarn that raises the street-lit bar.”—Library Journal on Section 8

"A street lit version of The Godfather...HOODLUM does what literature should do. It shows us that writing really matters.” —Library Journal on Hoodlum

“The big draw here is the electric prose, which is imbued with profane, comic lyricism."—Publishers Weekly on Hood Rat

"One of hip-hop fiction's hottest authors. . .fans will appreciate many of the qualities that make K'wan a writer to check for: gritty settings, memorable dialogue and authentic action." —KING magazine on Street Dreams

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312536985
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 9/27/2011
  • Series: Hood Rat Series
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 448
  • Sales rank: 121,653
  • Product dimensions: 8.26 (w) x 5.52 (h) x 1.20 (d)

Meet the Author

K'WAN is the #1 Essence bestselling author of Welfare Wifeys, Section 8, Gutter, Still Hood, Hood Rat, and others. He wrote his first novel, Gangsta, as a therapeutic release, and it went on to become an Essence bestseller and a part of urban-lit history. In 2008 he received the Black Author of the Year Award from Black Press Radio. He has been featured in Time, KING, The New York Press, and on MTV and BET. Besides an author, K’wan is also a motivational speaker, a mentor to at-risk children and the C.E.O. of Black Dawn, Inc. He lives in New Jersey.

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CHAPTER ONE

 

 

He sat in the center of the love seat, in the darkened bedroom, settled against the soft pillows behind him. His hands, clad in thin cotton gloves, were folded in his lap; his feet, wrapped in blue surgical booties, stretched out beneath the neatened coffee table before him. High above, dangling from the post-and-beam cathedral ceiling, an ornate Hunter fan barely stirred the air, setting the mood for the sleeping house.

The man was in his realm; the king of his castle.

The standard audible vital signs of any home added to the tranquility—the furnace’s occasional rumbling two floors below, the rhythmic heartbeat of the grandfather clock on the first floor, the deep and regular breathing from the two people in the big bed across the room. In a place this vast and expensive, he half wondered if he couldn’t hear the very walls chiming in, carrying within them the wiring and fiber optics of Internet connections, TV cable, high-tech security, fancy phone systems, dimmer switches for mood lighting, a camera hookup to all the building’s entrances—a veritable nervous system.

The house was a palace, certainly by Vermont standards. Standards that were escalating with the steady influx of wealthy outsiders—dreaded “flatlanders” to the locals—especially following 9/11. But he wasn’t among the complainers. The newcomers offered him that much more to explore.

He rose without a sound, drifted across the carpeted floor to the bedside, and gazed down upon its occupants. A man and woman, he in his sixties, she younger, beginning their struggle with the aging process, he less successfully than she. Her outline under the sheet showed an athletic body, with enough of her bare back revealed to confirm it—along with the added detail that she either slept in the nude or at least wore no top. Her husband was the more traditional lump—too much alcohol and snack food. An earlier tour of the workout room had revealed her presence to the exclusion of his.

They slept far apart on the king-size mattress, their respective night tables cluttered with telltale belongings—glasses to replace contacts; nasal strips to control snoring; ointment for sun spots; under-eye cream to stem bags and blotching. On her side there was a small bottle of K-Y lubricant, to ease her through those rare amorous moments when her husband journeyed across the bed’s extended acreage.

The lump was named Lloyd, which their uninvited guest found amusing. Her name was Lisbeth, shortened to Liz only in the notes from husband to wife that he’d perused earlier in her office nook off the kitchen. Everyone else appeared to call her by her full name. Lloyd, of course, had an office to himself—large and pretentious. That had been worth exploring, from the easily defeated computer password to the contents of a small cardboard box attached to the back of a foreshortened desk drawer. The man wondered if Lisbeth knew anything about that—separate bank accounts and financial records, all in Lloyd’s name only, not to mention a few letters from, as the quainter novels used to put it, “a woman not his wife,” named Susan Rainier. He’d been unable to resist doing a little tampering there, to guarantee that Lloyd would know without doubt that he’d had a visitor. Pure ego, of course. He knew that. A little male-to-male competition. Childish, in fact, and thus all the more irresistible. He’d stolen one of the letters, a whole packet of incomprehensible financial papers—at least to him—and generally rearranged the rest of it, just to drive Lloyd crazy.

He did sympathize on one level, if only one. It had to be hard to set such high expectations and then struggle to meet them daily, even if the aim was selfish, artificial, duplicitous, and—for all he knew—illegal.

The man moved to the bedroom door and stood looking out. An interior balcony extended to both sides of him, overlooking a gargantuan living room. Far opposite, a wall of windows surveyed immaculately groomed fields, now glowing like dull silver in the warm, early-summer moonlight.

He considered the conclusions he’d reached about these two. Huge overhead, staggering bills, social expectations from all corners, embarrassing secrets. An impressive burden of toil, cost, supply, and demand based on nothing more important than the choice between cashmere and lamb’s wool. But he wasn’t condemning. After all, he spent considerable time researching how and when to break into places like this—without leaving any trace of his methods. Wasn’t what drove him as important to him as Lisbeth’s eye cream was to her, or Lloyd’s secret stash to him?

Each of us just struggles to keep in balance, he thought blandly, as banal and unsatisfying as that seemed. In his case, he saw himself as a night stalker, a collector of information useful either as a means of support or as pure intelligence about his fellow human beings. He had homework to do, and this was how he did it. To others, he’d be a slightly eccentric burglar.

He leaned forward and placed his hands on the railing, absorbing the feeling of superiority and control. They wouldn’t understand how he enjoyed the knowledge such moments provided. That was his need. He left these clandestine encounters richer for the perceptions he gained.

He and his daughter, Sally, had once chatted about which super power they’d most enjoy having. She’d said flight, not surprisingly; he’d chosen the ability to transmigrate walls. Like a ghost. All-seeing but invisible. The closest she might get to reality was through a pilot’s license and a plane, many years and much cash later. He was all squared away.

He heard a rustling behind him and quickly stepped out of sight, then glanced around the corner to confirm it was only a little tossing and turning.

Still, he’d been here for a few hours, wandering throughout the house, poking into closets, drawers, and, of course, the fridge. No point overstaying his purloined welcome.

He reentered the bedroom and returned to the sleeping couple, standing on the woman’s side, close enough that if he bent over, he could kiss her naked shoulder blade. Yielding to temptation, he did at least bow, not to kiss but to feel the heat of her in his nostrils. She smelled good.

Finally conceding that the time had come, he extracted a one-inch square piece of yellow paper and stuck it carefully to the woman’s small bottle of lubricant.

TAG! it said in bold letters, inscribed with a broad felt pen. Maybe he didn’t want to reveal his method of entry, but he liked their knowing he’d been here.

He gave them a last smile before fading away toward the bedroom door and the world beyond.

 

Copyright © 2011 by Archer Mayor

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 29, 2013

    The order of the series is as follows ...... hood rat , still ho

    The order of the series is as follows ...... hood rat , still hood, section 8, welfare wifey's, and then eviction notice. ... then to continue with Animal it's Animal, and then Animal 2

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 28, 2012

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    ENJOYABLE!!!!!!!!!! THE COVER OF THIS BOOK CAUGHT MY ATTENTION

    ENJOYABLE!!!!!!!!!!


    THE COVER OF THIS BOOK CAUGHT MY ATTENTION. AND WHEN I STARTED READING, THE STORY HELD MY ATTENTION. I DID NOT READ SECTION 8 BEFORE READING EVICTION NOTICE, BUT I DID NOT FEEL AS THOUGH I WAS MISSING ANYTHING. K'WAN DID AND EXCELLENT JOB OF KEEPING YOU INFORMED WITH THE CHARACTERS. EVERY CHARACTER PORCHE, FRANKIE, ANIMAL, ETC WAS FULL OF ACTION AND DRAMA. AND THAT JUST KEPT ME TURNING THE PAGES TO SEE WHAT WAS COMING NEXT. I LOVED THE CHARACTER ANIMAL. AND AT THE END OF THE BOOK YOU KNOW THERE HAS GOT TO BE A SEQUEL COMING. AND I KNOW THAT ANIMAL WILL BE SETTING IT OFF IN THAT ONE. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS BOOK. ENJOY................

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2012

    Can anyone help me?

    Can somebody please tell me the order of the hoodrat series? Thank you!

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 20, 2012

    Jaye

    Does anybody know how the series goes in order?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 14, 2011

    hott

    I love it teananimal

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  • Posted November 13, 2012

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    Love

    Once again Kwan has done it again read the damn book

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  • Posted October 6, 2012

    Highly Recommend.

    getting ready to buy Hood Rat read the other 2 series and could not enough on ANIMAL, best books I've read in a whiiiiiiiiiiiile had me hooked.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2012

    Taay

    Great Book

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  • Posted February 11, 2012

    Highly Recommended

    The story starts right where Section 8 left off with the same intensity. Animal was an up-and-coming artist under Big Dawg Records who made it big on the charts. Unfortunately, Animal gets a life sentence and is on his way to jail but is kidnapped. Harlem is on edge about Animal’s disappearance. Porsha, Frankie and Sahara, the new characters will keep you in suspense with the situations they get involved in.

    This was another entertaining book by the author. Greed leads the characters. You won’t be dissatisfied because it will grab your attention. The ending was a little predictable and there were a lot of unanswered questions, so get prepared for the next installment.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 8, 2012

    no

    far too many people in this book to remember. like 100 different names to learn. I got tired f trying to recall all the people. I do not recommend

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  • Posted October 14, 2011

    Very good book

    I enjoyed this book from the first page to the last. It was full of action and drama, with some gore thrown in. I loved it and hope there will be a sequel.

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