I wish I could tell you that Kevin fought the good fight, and the Brothas let him be. I wish I could tell you that - but Detroit is no fairy-tale world. He never said who did it, but we all knew. Things went on like that for awhile - Detroit life consists of routine, and then more routine. Every so often, Kevin would show up with fresh bruises. The Brothas kept at him - sometimes he was able to fight 'em off, sometimes not. And that's how it went for Kevin - that was his routine. I do believe the early 90s were the worst for him, and I also believe that if things had gone on that way, this place would have got the best of him.