When we got to Albany my brother picked us up at the station and drove us to my father?s house where we were staying. Normally when I visit home I stay with my brother because its within walking distance to a lot of stuff , but his future in-laws were in town. So we grabbed a quick bite to eat at my dad?s then went to my brother?s to pick up his truck, which he was kind enough to let us barrow.

On the way home he got a call from his fiancee who is a police officer in Albany. Apparently Friday night there was supposed to be a shooting after the Albany High basketball game and she was out on the corner of 1st and Quail, not the nicest of neighborhoods. We were really close by so we stopped by to see her.

When we got there she was out of her car and there were a ton of kids around. She was happy to meet Erin and was talking with us when she screams… ?GO THE FUCK HOME QUENTIN!? Then this kid turn around all upset and start stomping off down the street.

She told us that he was the leader of one of the major gangs in Albany and that he was supposed to be the one doing the shooting after the game.

At that point Erin lit up with excitement. My brother?s fiancee was now her hero. Punking down a gang banger in front of all those people. ?She?s such a badass…? I thought it was cool too.

I?m not really sure if anything went down that night but all I know is that my brother?s fiancee came home alright and thats all that really matters.