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grinned.
    “I believe they’ll get their fill with the regulars. Just do your job, and shield her from the pros. I don’t think they like territory infringement. They won’t challenge another pimp. Just look all mean.”
    “I’m boring anyway, Marnu. They won’t want my A cups, and boy-like hips anyway.
    “You’re breathing, Salom, they’ll bite,” Marnu said.
    “That’s where you’ll come in. Make her off limits. You can do that for one night, can’t you?” Tyler asked.
    Marnu knew his back story, and would be dressed to the nines, so he would pull it off.
    “Okay, Tyler, one night. If she wants to street walk after, it’s all on her.”
    “Miawanum, Marnu.” Salom told him to shut up in Twi.
    “Look, I know Farsi, and Arabic,” Tyler said. “But I think she just told you off, Marnu.”
    “That was Twi, and Salom just doesn’t know when I’m kidding,” Marnu said while smiling at Salom.
    Sheddi smiled.
    “Don’t worry, Salom. Marnu has come down with a slight case of America. Leave him on the Serengeti Plains for a month, and he’ll act right.”
    They waited until the night, and saw all the movement, the deliveries, comings and goings, but the lookout stayed there .It was Salom and Marnu’s turn. They waited two hours before something was said.
    “We have to do something to distract them, Tyler, “ Sheddi said. “You can’t break in with them watching,”
    Tyler thought about the situation, and called Marnu.
    “Marnu, Tyler. Start an argument with Salom. Tell her that it’s part of the plan.”
    Marnu was decked in an Armani pinstriped suit with Salom in her miniskirt.
    “What would we argue about?”
    “Do that ‘bitch betta have my money’ argument, but don’t blow up completely. Just start it today so we can prime for tomorrow.”
    “Call Tanaka, Sheddi . Tell him we need his squad to answer a call at Round Rasta tomorrow.”
    Marnu responded.
    “I thought you said this would be for only one night.”
    “Plans change. The surveillance dictates we have to adapt. If you were hard core, you’d understand that. If you don’t do one more night, I’ll have to shoot all those look out guys, your choice.”
    Marnu was already accepted as a pimp by the regulars, so he knew he had to man up for one more day.
    “This is harder than I thought, but if it means you don’t have to kill, we’ll do it.”
    “Good man,“ Tyler said. “Just don’t overdo it.”
    Sheddi interrupted.
    “Knocks said this isn’t his jurisdiction, but he knows the Queens sergeant, and they’ll do it, and I have some good news.”
    Tyler looked to her, “What news?”
    “They moved Moira to a hospital in Woodstock Pennsylvania.”
    “That’s the next state over.”
    “And Woodstock’s almost on our border,” she said. “We’re doing this tomorrow night, right?”
    Tyler knew her next request.
    “If you have the name to the hospital, we’ll go in the morning. They’re trying to kill you because of your friend, and I know you want to tell her it’s under control.”
    “Thanks, Tyler!” She inadvertently kissed him on the lips.
    Tyler was thrown for a second,
    Sheddi backed off immediately.
    “Sorry, I just got caught up in the good news.”
    “No, no. There’s no need for an apology. I’m single, and you’re sweet. Emotions make you slip.”
    Sheddi never slipped before. It was just Tyler’s command of the situation without even really knowing her that gave her amour for him. That Ranger physique was the icing to her cake.
    “Well, I have to get some sleep. We have to get up very early tomorrow morning. Will you be alright?
    “Ranger training, I’m good.”
    Sheddi nodded, and went into the bedroom.
    “You know she likes you,” Reggie told him.
    “That was a slip, Reggie. She was just excited she could see her friend.”
    “I thought Rangers knew their situations. Next time when she ‘slips’, it will be tongue related. Haven’t you seen those eyes she’s been giving you since