Page 4 of A Hood Wife And A Rich Goon 2

“Chilling with Rhema and the girls at her spot tonight. Why?” Jewel’s curiosity was piqued.

“Just stay put until you hear from me or Bull. Some shit going down, and I don’t know what’s what yet. I’m checking on Lotus now. I wanted to make sure you was straight.”

“Yo, the fuck you checking on my sister for?” Jewel queried.

“Now ain’t the time, bro⁠—”

“The fuck, Eazy.”

“I’ll hit you in a few, Jewel.” Disconnecting the call, he shoved his phone into his pocket, and his dark eyes skimmed Lotus’s apartment.

The living room and kitchen were dark other than the light above her stove. Padding through her apartment, he paused in the doorway of her bedroom. She’d showered and slipped into a big t-shirt. Now, she was curled up with a pillow with syndicated episodes of Everybody Hates Chris playing in the background. Sighing, Eazy took the moment to acknowledge that she was okay. That was the most important thing. He didn’t want to bring any trouble her way, especially now that he knew she was pregnant.

Lotus meant more to him than she could ever know, despite all the other bullshit he’d encountered in his life. Seeing Niva tonight damn sure spun his head, but it left him with more questions about her than anything. As far as Lotus was concerned, he had no reservations.

He set the pretzels on her bedside table and reached down to stroke some of her hair from her face. She was knocked. The pregnancy was indeed kicking her ass. She didn’t even budge when he touched her. Dragging his hand down his beard, Eazy backed up and let himself out of her apartment. He hit Bull again on his way to his car, and still he didn’t pick up. It was almost 6:00 p.m. now, so Eazy shot right across town to the Black Key office to track his boy.

Most of the cars had cleared the lot when he arrived, parking beside the black Audi he knew Bull drove on a regular. Shutting his car off, he approached the building and let himself inside. Security gave him a nod, and Eazy trudged to the back where Bull’s office was located. The door was slightly ajar, so tapped a couple of times, then pushed it open. His boy sat behind his desk with his office phone against his ear, eyes on his laptop while going over transcripts and footage with a client. He spotted Eazy and held up a finger to put him on pause as he wrapped up the call.

“Yeah. I’ll get everything in a PDF and send it to the email you provided. Give me twenty-four hours.” Bull nodded with his client before hanging up the phone.

He shuffled some papers together and tried to catch his breath. Since he walked through the doors early that afternoon, he’d been on one call after another, setting up consultations and the whole nine. He realized after clocking the time that he hadn’t eaten since around noon that day. Now his stomach rumbled, and his mind drifted to Toni.

One of the reasons he fell for her before he even knew it was because she was naturally able to create a home for him and the kids. Little did she know, it wasn’t even some shit Bull was used to. Brenda never cooked a damn thing. For as long as he could remember, they always had a chef. The only thing his mother could do right was order in. So, he appreciated Toni for creating a real home for him and his children despite how it all came together.

“What’s up, bro? I saw you called. Been on the phone all damn day.”

“We got problems.”

“What you mean?” Bull picked up his phone from his desk and saw that he had other notifications. A few messages from an unknown number that he tapped on to address.

“The fuck?” His expression crippled into something concerning as Bull stepped forward.

“What is it?”

“Somebody got Toni and my kids.” Bull squeezed the phone tight in his hand and gritted his teeth.

“That’s what I was coming to tell you. You want to hear some more shit?” Eazy pressed the palms of his hands against Bull’s desk and leaned toward him. “I just ran into Oracle… and Niva. That nigga mentioned you too, and Toni and the kids.”

Bull’s head immediately snapped in his direction.

“The fuck you talking about?”

“That nigga walking around like me and you. Niva switched up her look, but it was her. I saw her with my own two eyes. Heard her voice.”

“The fuck you saying, E? This got something to do with what happened with Toni and my kids?”

“My guess, more than likely. Oracle wants me to meet him in about thirty minutes at our old spot.”

Bull immediately pushed himself from his desk and stood tall. Toni and his kids being in danger ignited a panic in his chest that he wasn’t familiar with. In four years, he’d managed to keep them out of harm’s way. If anything happened to any of them, he didn’t know what he was liable to do. The thought alone crippled him with rage as he grabbed his blazer off the back of his chair and slipped into it.

“I been thinking. The whole drive I couldn’t get this shit out of my mind.” Eazy motioned with his hand beside his head. “Only the five of us got that fucking tattoo.”

“Six,” Bull reminded him, giving Eazy pause. Silence passed between them for a minute before Eazy palmed his fist in his hand and nodded.

“You think that’s what this is?”

“We can’t rule shit out at this point.” Bull stepped around his desk.