Page 36 of Phone On DND
“Yeah, well, you just better make sure you keep yo’ fuckin’ guns locked up until I get on her good side,” he warned, reaching for the door handle to get out, and I shut the car off, doing the same.
“You keep talkin’ shit, I’m gone tell on yo’ ass.”
“Then I’m gone tell her that you made me give you a bachelor party, muthafucka!”
I stopped walking and pointed at him where he stood across the alley from me. “You do that shit, you ain’t gone have to worry about her shootin’ yo’ ass ’cause I’m gone do it for her!” The threat didn’t do anything but make his ass chuckle like he wasn’t at all worried about the consequences. The closer we got to the location that Captain Barey had given me earlier, the quieter we grew and the more stealthily we moved. Both the cops that had pulled us over today had been put on a stakeout mission as punishment for the bullshit they’d pulled. Since Captain Bareywas on my payroll, he’d set the shit up, choosing that they would be the ones to die instead of his family.
Just like he said they would be, I spotted them in the same unmarked car parked in the cut, and I smiled sinisterly. I didn’t know what they were doing that stopped them from paying attention to their surroundings, but that shit worked perfectly in my favor. We crept right up, and while I yanked the driver out, Cruz handled the passenger. As soon as I had dude on his feet, I threw him against the car and flashed my teeth at him. The look of horror that filled his eyes had my adrenaline skyrocketing.
Pulling out the knife I had on me, I stabbed his midsection, making sure to hit the spot under his vest. He didn’t even get a chance to scream, and I let his body drop carelessly. I backed away from him and looked up in time to see Cruz shooting the bitch in the head. “Didn’t I tell yo’ ass they had to suffer, nigga! A head shot is too quick and easy.”
“How the fuck I was s’posed to know you was going all fruit ninja and shit? You saw me loading my gun and ain’t even say shit!” he said, meeting me around the back of the car and looking down at dude’s body.
“Since when I gotta plan shit like that? At least when I said messy you coulda shot her ass all over and let her bleed out.”
His eyes narrowed, and he shook his finger at me with a smirk. “Yo, Keyani be callin’ me crazy, but you’re the real-life nut here. I’m starting to see where Avery really get that shit.” He poked at his temple with narrowed eyes, and I flipped his stupid ass off.
By the time we cleaned up and I dropped that nigga back off at home, it was going on four in the morning. I’d already showered, so once I stripped out of my fresh clothes, I crawled in the bed behind Avery and took my ass straight to sleep.
I woke up a couple hours later to Avery nudging me and complaining about my phone ringing. As soon as I tried to open my eyes, the sunlight had me shutting them right back, and I felt around for my phone until it was in my hand. “What!” I croaked, not even daring to open my eyes to see who was calling.
“Sai! I’m at this bodega and I just saw Jamo!” Maagic’s voice filled my ears, and I instantly sat straight up.
“What? He still there?” I asked stupidly, obviously still half asleep. Even if the nigga was still there, I wouldn’t be able to get to him in time, and I damn sure wouldn’t put my sister in harm’s way just to get at him. She sucked her teeth in my ear, and without even seeing her, I knew she was rolling her beady ass eyes.
“Now why would I be calling you talking this loud if he was still here?” she asked smartly and began going back and forth with somebody in the background.
“Maagic! Focus!”
“Don’t yell at me! I’m tryna get some food, dang. Yeah, thanks Manny!” I groaned inwardly and stood up, already tired of her.
“Where you at exactly? Maybe he lives around there?”
“He didn’t look like he lived over this way—” I could hear the frown in her voice as I moved to throw on some pants.
“Maagic, I’m sure you look like you don’t live around there. What the fuck you doin’ at a damn bodega anyway? I know it ain’t one nowhere near that expensive ass school!”
“Ughh, I told you I was getting something to eat. My friend Andrew from school put me on. I’ll ask him where we at.” Thephone shuffled around, probably because she had it between her ear and shoulder. “Andrew! Andrew!”
Boom! Boom!
I froze in the middle of the floor as my sister started screaming in my ear. “Maagic! Maagic, what happened!” I shouted. There was some more shuffling, and then my heart dropped as Jamo jumped on the line.
“Well, well, well, it’s little McCarter.”
“Nigga, where the fuck my sister at! You better not fuckin’ touch her!” I turned my back, feeling Avery’s questioning eyes on me.
“Oh, she’s as good as touched, but if you want her back, I think I could help you out for a finder’s fee.” He cackled maniacally, and I sighed.
“What you want, man?”
“I’m not sure yet,” he mused like this shit was a game. “I’ll call you back, stay by the phone.”
“Don’t you fuckin’ hang—” My sentence was cut off as he hung up in my face. “Fuck!” I shouted, running a hand over my head before jumping into action. I wasn’t sure what type of money the nigga would be asking for, but I was just going to start getting some together.
“Baby…what’s wrong?” Avery called out softly behind me, voice shaky as I moved to my closet. Snatching down one of my duffle bags, I opened my safe and started removing stacks of rubber band-wrapped bills. There was at least $200,000 inside, and I knew I had about $70,000 at the warehouse for my re-up. “Maasai! Maasai!”
“What—” I caught myself, realizing that she didn’t know what was going on, and as pissed as I was, this shit wasn’t her fault. Sighing, I stood up since she was now right behind me. “Bae, I’m sorry, but Jamo got Maagic, and I need to get some money together to go get her ASAP. I need you to get dressed so I cantake you to Armand, or shit, to Cruz’s with Keyani.” That was one of the safest places for her to be since he had it full of security since Keyani and the kids were there.
