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Authors: Nikki Turner, Kiki Swinson
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that’s what’s gon’ happen if you try not to show up,” Ace said with evil finality. I was feeling a mixture of anger and fear. How dare that muthafucka call my house! The house I shared with my husband! They were crossing the fucking line now! I held the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white. My jaw rocked so feverishly I was giving myself a migraine.
“Are you there, Mrs. Costner?” Ace asked slyly.
“How did you get my number?” I whispered harshly. It was all I could come up with at that moment. Too many things were fighting a battle in my mind to say anything more sophisticated.
“How the fuck you think I got it! Bitch, we know everything. Including what you took from the house when you snitched on my crew and ran. We want what belongs to us, so be ready to fucking talk about that tonight,” Ace boomed. I closed my eyes. I had a feeling those fucking diamonds would eventually come back to haunt me. I just didn’t think it would be so soon.
“What do y’all want from me? I did what I had to do to save myself. If it was up to Warren I would’ve been left for dead!” I gritted. That was the truth. Warren would’ve been fine letting me take the fall for his bullshit.
“Yo . . . at this point, we don’t even give a fuck that you ran your trap to the feds. All we want is what you took. You caused a war when you took that shit, and trust me we’ve been looking for you for a while now. It just took a while to get the information from your mother. My man Warren is on the hook for the shit you did and if you know like I know, you know that nigga ain’t about to tell these dangerous muthafuckas that he got stuck up by no bitch. Especially his own bitch,” Ace spat. I knew he was right too. Warren had a lot of pride, and he was all about upholding his street credibility by any means necessary.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied real quick. There would be no confessions coming from me. “All I did was tell the feds that those guns weren’t mine. I never said they were Warren’s. I guess they assumed the shits were Warren’s. I never snitched and I ain’t got shit that belongs to you or Warren. Now leave me the fuck alone!” I screamed. I wished that little bit of base in my voice had worked, but it didn’t. Ace wasn’t swayed one bit.
“Just be there tonight, bitch! Or else,” Ace barked. Then he clicked the phone off.
I held it for a few seconds, thinking about the gravity of it all. Things were happening so fucking fast I felt like a hamster on a wheel.
“Agggh!” I screamed as I forcefully snatched the phone line out of the wall. I collapsed onto the floor, no longer able to stand. I was emotionally and physically spent from the happenings of the day. I knew this shit was serious and that it was just going to keep getting worse. I also knew I no longer had all of what Ace and Warren were looking for. There was no way for me to get them back either. I rushed into my huge walk-in closet and raced over to one of Sidney’s safes. I struggled to move the heavy black metal safe, but after some effort I was finally able to get it moved from covering the spot on the floor I needed. I quickly lifted up the small, loose square of carpet that had been hidden under the safe. I used my long nails and peeled back the carpet to reveal the plywood floor underneath. I exhaled and used my nail to lift up a plank of the wood. Under the loosened plank was the small black velvet drawstring bag. I retrieved it, held it in my hand, and closed my eyes. My pulse still sped up whenever I held those diamonds. They had been like bad luck charms since the day I’d taken them. I clutched the small bag so tightly my hand hurt. I collapsed onto the floor and the tears just poured from my eyes. Up until that minute I had never regretted taking that tiny bag from Warren’s house. I don’t know what I was thinking that day I was trying to get the fuck out of dodge, but today I was full of
“Are you there, Mrs. Costner?” Ace asked slyly.
“How did you get my number?” I whispered harshly. It was all I could come up with at that moment. Too many things were fighting a battle in my mind to say anything more sophisticated.
“How the fuck you think I got it! Bitch, we know everything. Including what you took from the house when you snitched on my crew and ran. We want what belongs to us, so be ready to fucking talk about that tonight,” Ace boomed. I closed my eyes. I had a feeling those fucking diamonds would eventually come back to haunt me. I just didn’t think it would be so soon.
“What do y’all want from me? I did what I had to do to save myself. If it was up to Warren I would’ve been left for dead!” I gritted. That was the truth. Warren would’ve been fine letting me take the fall for his bullshit.
“Yo . . . at this point, we don’t even give a fuck that you ran your trap to the feds. All we want is what you took. You caused a war when you took that shit, and trust me we’ve been looking for you for a while now. It just took a while to get the information from your mother. My man Warren is on the hook for the shit you did and if you know like I know, you know that nigga ain’t about to tell these dangerous muthafuckas that he got stuck up by no bitch. Especially his own bitch,” Ace spat. I knew he was right too. Warren had a lot of pride, and he was all about upholding his street credibility by any means necessary.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied real quick. There would be no confessions coming from me. “All I did was tell the feds that those guns weren’t mine. I never said they were Warren’s. I guess they assumed the shits were Warren’s. I never snitched and I ain’t got shit that belongs to you or Warren. Now leave me the fuck alone!” I screamed. I wished that little bit of base in my voice had worked, but it didn’t. Ace wasn’t swayed one bit.
“Just be there tonight, bitch! Or else,” Ace barked. Then he clicked the phone off.
I held it for a few seconds, thinking about the gravity of it all. Things were happening so fucking fast I felt like a hamster on a wheel.
“Agggh!” I screamed as I forcefully snatched the phone line out of the wall. I collapsed onto the floor, no longer able to stand. I was emotionally and physically spent from the happenings of the day. I knew this shit was serious and that it was just going to keep getting worse. I also knew I no longer had all of what Ace and Warren were looking for. There was no way for me to get them back either. I rushed into my huge walk-in closet and raced over to one of Sidney’s safes. I struggled to move the heavy black metal safe, but after some effort I was finally able to get it moved from covering the spot on the floor I needed. I quickly lifted up the small, loose square of carpet that had been hidden under the safe. I used my long nails and peeled back the carpet to reveal the plywood floor underneath. I exhaled and used my nail to lift up a plank of the wood. Under the loosened plank was the small black velvet drawstring bag. I retrieved it, held it in my hand, and closed my eyes. My pulse still sped up whenever I held those diamonds. They had been like bad luck charms since the day I’d taken them. I clutched the small bag so tightly my hand hurt. I collapsed onto the floor and the tears just poured from my eyes. Up until that minute I had never regretted taking that tiny bag from Warren’s house. I don’t know what I was thinking that day I was trying to get the fuck out of dodge, but today I was full of
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