Next thing I know this nigga got a knife to my throat telling me how he gonna torture and slice me up. Of course he didn't know that I had my bitch wit' me, and I was able to turn the tables and light that nigga up."
"Precious, you are truly a piece of work. You're either the smartest woman I know or the luckiest."
"I think it's a combination of both. My decision to call you will be the deal breaker though."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It means, can I count on you to handle the situation without it being traced back to me?'
Mike slowed down his driving and glanced at me. "I know what I'm doing. Having people and things disappear is easier than you think, if you know what you're doing. And you know I know what I'm doing- that's why you called me."
"Can I trust you won't use this against me in the future?"
"I can't promise you that."
I shook my head in disgust. "I knew I couldn't trust you."
"Of course you can't, just like I can't trust you. But you calling me to get you out of this dilemma is taking us one step closer to that. Trust is earned and through this incident we are earning each other's trust. I didn't have to help you, and you didn't have to ask for my help, but you did. So now we share something of importance."
"So why did you help me? What did you get out of it?"
"Hopefully, you. It's quite obvious that I've wanted you since the moment I saw you in that club. That hasn't changed. I've been patient, only because I know you're worth the wait."
"I can't get involved with you. It would never work."
"You say that now, but a month ago if someone said I would be helping you get rid of a body, you would've spit in their face. Now here we are driving off together, sharing a secret that could now send both of us to jail. So, never say never.
I put my head down, knowing that he was right. If I was honest with myself, I could see me and Mike in a relationship. The same way he wanted me the first time he saw me in the club, I had a strong attraction to him. But I was in love with Supreme then, and I knew he was the man for me. It didn't stop the lure of Mike. The main road block between us was that he was treacherous. Two treacherous people together were a lethal combination. Look what happened between me and Nico. I didn't want nor need that sort of drama again. But then again, never say never.
(Off "la
It had been a week since Mike came through and saved the day. I had only spoken to him once after that, and it was when he called letting me know not to worry because my uncle was in a peaceful place. Which meant B-Boy's cousin was somewhere buried in no man's land. After going through the dead man's wallet, his New York license said his government name was Antwon O'Neal. He was from the boogie down Bronx. I knew his family would be looking for him, including Nico since that was his heroin connect. I wondered if Nico was in on Antwon's scheme to kill me, or if he planned on sharing the news with his long time buddy after dismembering my body. It was irrelevant now. Antwon was dead and gone, while I lived. In the middle of my pondering, I was interrupted by my cell phone ringing. "Hello."
"Hi, Precious, it's me Jamal."
"How are you?"
"Good. I was calling to see if you were still up for that dinner I promised?"
"That's right, how could I forget about that invitation."
"Yeah, because Nina is looking forward to meeting you."
"Nina, your fiancee, of course. When would you like for me to come over?"
"I know it's last minute but how about tonight?"
"Tonight, why not, what time?"
"Is eight okay?"
"No problem."
"You have a pen?"
"Hold on." I grabbed a pen and wrote down his address. I was curious about Jamal's fiancee but mentally I wasn't really up to meeting her tonight. So much other shit was on mind. Killing Antwon, figuring out Nico's whereabouts, but mostly Mike, I couldn't get him off my mind. He was cold and calculating, but I knew underneath that he had a gentle side. He had so many layers, but each
"Precious, you are truly a piece of work. You're either the smartest woman I know or the luckiest."
"I think it's a combination of both. My decision to call you will be the deal breaker though."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It means, can I count on you to handle the situation without it being traced back to me?'
Mike slowed down his driving and glanced at me. "I know what I'm doing. Having people and things disappear is easier than you think, if you know what you're doing. And you know I know what I'm doing- that's why you called me."
"Can I trust you won't use this against me in the future?"
"I can't promise you that."
I shook my head in disgust. "I knew I couldn't trust you."
"Of course you can't, just like I can't trust you. But you calling me to get you out of this dilemma is taking us one step closer to that. Trust is earned and through this incident we are earning each other's trust. I didn't have to help you, and you didn't have to ask for my help, but you did. So now we share something of importance."
"So why did you help me? What did you get out of it?"
"Hopefully, you. It's quite obvious that I've wanted you since the moment I saw you in that club. That hasn't changed. I've been patient, only because I know you're worth the wait."
"I can't get involved with you. It would never work."
"You say that now, but a month ago if someone said I would be helping you get rid of a body, you would've spit in their face. Now here we are driving off together, sharing a secret that could now send both of us to jail. So, never say never.
I put my head down, knowing that he was right. If I was honest with myself, I could see me and Mike in a relationship. The same way he wanted me the first time he saw me in the club, I had a strong attraction to him. But I was in love with Supreme then, and I knew he was the man for me. It didn't stop the lure of Mike. The main road block between us was that he was treacherous. Two treacherous people together were a lethal combination. Look what happened between me and Nico. I didn't want nor need that sort of drama again. But then again, never say never.
(Off "la
It had been a week since Mike came through and saved the day. I had only spoken to him once after that, and it was when he called letting me know not to worry because my uncle was in a peaceful place. Which meant B-Boy's cousin was somewhere buried in no man's land. After going through the dead man's wallet, his New York license said his government name was Antwon O'Neal. He was from the boogie down Bronx. I knew his family would be looking for him, including Nico since that was his heroin connect. I wondered if Nico was in on Antwon's scheme to kill me, or if he planned on sharing the news with his long time buddy after dismembering my body. It was irrelevant now. Antwon was dead and gone, while I lived. In the middle of my pondering, I was interrupted by my cell phone ringing. "Hello."
"Hi, Precious, it's me Jamal."
"How are you?"
"Good. I was calling to see if you were still up for that dinner I promised?"
"That's right, how could I forget about that invitation."
"Yeah, because Nina is looking forward to meeting you."
"Nina, your fiancee, of course. When would you like for me to come over?"
"I know it's last minute but how about tonight?"
"Tonight, why not, what time?"
"Is eight okay?"
"No problem."
"You have a pen?"
"Hold on." I grabbed a pen and wrote down his address. I was curious about Jamal's fiancee but mentally I wasn't really up to meeting her tonight. So much other shit was on mind. Killing Antwon, figuring out Nico's whereabouts, but mostly Mike, I couldn't get him off my mind. He was cold and calculating, but I knew underneath that he had a gentle side. He had so many layers, but each
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