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The voicemail picked up. “Hey Tica, this is Claudia. Sorry to be calling so late, but I have a $20,000 business proposition for you. When you get this message hit me back.” Claudia hung up the phone and followed Jani’rah downstairs to access the damage.
One hour later, Jani’rah and Claudia were frustrated from repeating the same story to the police. They didn’t give them any information, just what was obvious.
“Thanks Ms. Jean.” the officer said as he closed his notepad. “Hopefully, there isn’t another attack. Please call us down at the station if you can think of any reason why someone would do this,” he said as he walked away. Before getting in his car, he turned back and said, “Congrats on winning the case,” and gave her a wink.
Jani’rah smiled because Officer Owens was one of her clients before she was taken into custody. They both also knew that the chance of her calling the station with information was slim to none. Jani’rah believed in street justice.
There Are Always Casualties In War
“I’m all ears.” Montica said, as she sat across from Claudia in Red Lobster , ready to hear how she could make $20,000. She was a little skeptical when she noticed the big black man that walked in behind Claudia, but pushed the thought to the back of her mind when she thought about the money.
“First, I have to have your word that even if you don’t take this job, you’ll keep this information between us.” Claudia knew Montica’s fate if she didn’t agree, but of course, she couldn’t let her know that she’d be killed if she didn’t agree.
“You have my word, but with the money you’re talkin’ you won’t have to worry about that.” Montica was already thinking about what she was going to do with the money.
“Here’s what I’m going to need you to do,” Claudia said as she ran down the plan to Montica. By the smile on Montica’s face, Claudia knew that she was down.
“I have just the right person to do it. One of my cousin’s is in there and I’m pretty sure he can do it, but…”
Claudia knew the pause was about money. “Say no more. He’ll get something out of the deal. I’ll check with my people and get back to you with a number for him.” Claudia stood up and placed a $100 bill and an envelope that contained $5,000 on the table. “That’s some of the money and when everything goes according to plan you’ll get the rest,” Claudia said and walked out of the restaurant leaving Montica with her thoughts. Montica couldn’t wait until she went to work to let her cousin know what was up. Thank God they had different last names, because if it were known that they were related, Montica’s cousin would have been transferred.
*****
Jani’rah sat outside of Samuel’s sister Rosa’s house, waiting patiently for her to come out. She was in a car that one of Hanz’s people stole for her. After the last attempt on her life, Jani’rah had Hanz find out the whereabouts of some of Samuel’s relatives. Just her luck, his only sister lived in Fairfield, not too far from where Jani’rah lived.
“He thinks he can have people come at me and not feel my wrath? He got another thing coming to his ass.” Jani’rah said to Hanz as he sat in the driver’s seat.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to handle this for you?” Hanz knew that Jani’rah could carry her own, he just didn’t want her to get caught up in any more legal problems.
“Nawh, I got this. I need to do this.” Jani’rah replied as she watched Rosa walk down the driveway holding the hand of a little girl who was no older than five years old. When she saw the little girl, Jani’rah noticed that she had a striking resemblance to Sylvia, which made her come to the conclusion that she was somehow related to them.
Jani’rah pulled down the auburn wig she was wearing, and placed her shades on her face. She also felt bad for what she was about to do in front of the little girl. She
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