own the neighborhood
So no shit there he was, Terence thought. As he pulled up to the house at the center of the cul-de-sac; all the houses looked similar in paint and construction to the one he’d purchased. The elderly gate guard was the only other black man he had seen in the community on his way in. Indeed, Terence was likely the only black man residing in this community. That just served to anger him more about his present situation. Terence had been a soldier, a decorated veteran. He had lead men during...