Narcotics, Lieutenant Gene Sanchez. "You’re wasting your time, Kirk. We got nothing goin’ on Black. The guy’s been off our radar for years," Sanchez told Kirk.
"What about his wife, Cassandra Sims? Got anything on her?"
"She never was a major player. We had to drop the murder case against her, and her lawyer’s been putting a lot of pressure on the ADA to produce some evidence. We lack evidence and we have no witnesses. Half the people that were there are dead, and the ones that didn’t die are doing their time quietly, so sooner or later we’ll be forced to drop our conspiracy to distribute case against her. So, if the fuckin’ DEA got something on either one of them, you make damn sure they fuckin’ share it with me."
"You know I will," Kirk said, and he and Richards got ready to leave.
"Wait a minute. There is one thing."
"What’s that, Sanchez?"
"The last couple of weeks we been hearing rumbles of a war brewing between his boy Freeze and D-Train Washington."
"Who’s he?" Richards asked.
"He took over what’s left of Chilly’s crew."
"What’s the beef over?"
"Chilly’s people trying to roll in their so-called dead zone. We’re on top of it."
"That’s one more reason why this doesn’t make sense."
"What’s that, Kirk?"
"These guys have protected that dead zone like it was the holy fuckin’ grail for years."
"That’s true," Sanchez had to agree.
"Now all of a sudden Black wants back in the drug game? Why now?"
"Maybe that’s why Simmons killed Chilly, so they could take over Chilly’s business," Richards said.
"It’s possible," Sanchez said.
"Come on, Pat, you arrested him. You know Simmons was fuckin’ Chilly’s wife and the animal found about it. That’s why Simmons killed Chilly," Kirk told Sanchez. "And besides, Black gave Chilly that spot."
"What are you talkin’ about?" Richards wanted to know.
"You should teach the kid some history, Kirk," Sanchez said and walked toward the window. "What’s it been, Kirk? Ten, twelve years?"
"About that."
"The story goes, the night Black caught up with Vincent Martin and his crew, it was him, Bobby Ray and Freeze. They walked in blastin’ and killed them all, except one guy. Black walks up to the guy and says tell Chilly to come see him," Sanchez explained.
"After that, there’s the dead zone," Kirk said. "And Chilly respected that shit for years."
"But Chilly’s dead, and D-Train wants to step up," Richards said.
"Right. It’s a good move for D-Train to move on the dead zone," Kirk said.
"Okay, okay," Sanchez said. "That explains why D-train would want to go to war, but what’s in it for Black? He didn’t have to kill Chilly or take on this other clown to get back in the drug game. He got an organization already in place. And if that was happening, I would know about it, Kirk."
Kirk stood up and headed for the door. "That’s why this makes no sense."
Chapter Ten
"Nick?" Mike asked. "What does Angelo want to talk to me about Nick for?"
"I don’t know, Black. When I asked him what it was about, all he said was Nick and hung up the phone," Freeze said as Nick came into the office.
"All right, let’s go see what Angee wants." Mike stood up and started for the door, followed by Nick and Freeze.
"Hey, Mike, I got some business that I need to handle," Bobby said, and Freeze shot him a look. "It’s not going to take me long. Couple of hours at most."
"Handle your business," Mike said.
"I’ll get with you later," Bobby said.
After Bobby left the office, Freeze leaned toward Black. "Remind me to tell you something about Bobby," he said, and they left the office.
Mike had Freeze drive him and Nick to Yonkers to see Angelo Collette. They pulled up in front of a small private club and were met at the curb by two large gentlemen. Jimmy Lacoursiere and his associate approached the car as Mike and Nick got out of the car. "You comin’, Freeze?" Mike asked as he and Nick followed Jimmy inside the club.
"Yeah,
"What about his wife, Cassandra Sims? Got anything on her?"
"She never was a major player. We had to drop the murder case against her, and her lawyer’s been putting a lot of pressure on the ADA to produce some evidence. We lack evidence and we have no witnesses. Half the people that were there are dead, and the ones that didn’t die are doing their time quietly, so sooner or later we’ll be forced to drop our conspiracy to distribute case against her. So, if the fuckin’ DEA got something on either one of them, you make damn sure they fuckin’ share it with me."
"You know I will," Kirk said, and he and Richards got ready to leave.
"Wait a minute. There is one thing."
"What’s that, Sanchez?"
"The last couple of weeks we been hearing rumbles of a war brewing between his boy Freeze and D-Train Washington."
"Who’s he?" Richards asked.
"He took over what’s left of Chilly’s crew."
"What’s the beef over?"
"Chilly’s people trying to roll in their so-called dead zone. We’re on top of it."
"That’s one more reason why this doesn’t make sense."
"What’s that, Kirk?"
"These guys have protected that dead zone like it was the holy fuckin’ grail for years."
"That’s true," Sanchez had to agree.
"Now all of a sudden Black wants back in the drug game? Why now?"
"Maybe that’s why Simmons killed Chilly, so they could take over Chilly’s business," Richards said.
"It’s possible," Sanchez said.
"Come on, Pat, you arrested him. You know Simmons was fuckin’ Chilly’s wife and the animal found about it. That’s why Simmons killed Chilly," Kirk told Sanchez. "And besides, Black gave Chilly that spot."
"What are you talkin’ about?" Richards wanted to know.
"You should teach the kid some history, Kirk," Sanchez said and walked toward the window. "What’s it been, Kirk? Ten, twelve years?"
"About that."
"The story goes, the night Black caught up with Vincent Martin and his crew, it was him, Bobby Ray and Freeze. They walked in blastin’ and killed them all, except one guy. Black walks up to the guy and says tell Chilly to come see him," Sanchez explained.
"After that, there’s the dead zone," Kirk said. "And Chilly respected that shit for years."
"But Chilly’s dead, and D-Train wants to step up," Richards said.
"Right. It’s a good move for D-Train to move on the dead zone," Kirk said.
"Okay, okay," Sanchez said. "That explains why D-train would want to go to war, but what’s in it for Black? He didn’t have to kill Chilly or take on this other clown to get back in the drug game. He got an organization already in place. And if that was happening, I would know about it, Kirk."
Kirk stood up and headed for the door. "That’s why this makes no sense."
Chapter Ten
"Nick?" Mike asked. "What does Angelo want to talk to me about Nick for?"
"I don’t know, Black. When I asked him what it was about, all he said was Nick and hung up the phone," Freeze said as Nick came into the office.
"All right, let’s go see what Angee wants." Mike stood up and started for the door, followed by Nick and Freeze.
"Hey, Mike, I got some business that I need to handle," Bobby said, and Freeze shot him a look. "It’s not going to take me long. Couple of hours at most."
"Handle your business," Mike said.
"I’ll get with you later," Bobby said.
After Bobby left the office, Freeze leaned toward Black. "Remind me to tell you something about Bobby," he said, and they left the office.
Mike had Freeze drive him and Nick to Yonkers to see Angelo Collette. They pulled up in front of a small private club and were met at the curb by two large gentlemen. Jimmy Lacoursiere and his associate approached the car as Mike and Nick got out of the car. "You comin’, Freeze?" Mike asked as he and Nick followed Jimmy inside the club.
"Yeah,
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