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God was a gun fanatic. “You can’t ever have too many guns.”
God was ready to move on Mateo and Chanel. Charlie came through with the information they needed, and now it was up to them to go in like a beast and take what they wanted. And they wanted everything.
God and Charlie didn’t know that Chanel and Mateo were about to fly out to Hawaii soon to get married. God was ready to move in now, but Fingers wanted to plot first. The Bronx was a tricky location. It wasn’t the suburbs, and Mateo lived in an apartment, not a private home. An apartment meant close neighbors, nosey folks, and more of a risk. But they weren’t amateurs. They’d raided couples in apartments before and gotten away with it.
“We need to do this soon, God,” Charlie said.
God cocked back the .380 to check inside the chamber, inspecting his tools of death. When he heard Charlie say “we,” he turned to look at her with bad news.
“You not comin’ wit’ us,” he said.
“What the fuck you mean? Yes I am. She’s my fuckin’ sister and I was the one that set this shit up,” she barked.
“No, Charlie. Fingers and me got this shit.”
“I’m coming! I wanna make sure shit don’t get out of hand.”
“What the fuck I say, Charlie? No! You stayin’ here. Even ski-masked up, your sister can recognize you, and we can’t take that chance,” he said.
Charlie frowned. She knew he was right. Chanel knew her too well. Even behind a mask or disguise, she would be recognized.
“Fine. But only Mateo gets got, not Chanel,” she said.
God looked at her deadpan.
“I’m serious, God!” she exclaimed. “Do not touch her. I don’t want her hurt or injured at all. Kill Mateo, take what you need to take, and leave her alive,” she commanded.
“I won’t hurt her, Charlie,” he replied halfheartedly.
Charlie didn’t like his reply. She stepped closer to God while snatching one of the guns from off the bed. She placed the barrel of the Glock to God’s head and looked squarely in his eyes and sternly repeated, “Don’t pistol whip her, don’t stab her, slice, or fuckin’ shoot her anywhere. I’m serious, God!”
God smirked. He looked undaunted by the gun in his face. Nonchalantly, he replied, “You done?”
Charlie removed the pistol from his face and was immediately met with a backhanded smack that sent her crashing to the floor.
“Don’t you ever put a fuckin’ gun in my face like that again, bitch,” he threatened.
She glared up at him. She had a trickle of blood coming from her mouth.
“You got my word, Charlie. I ain’t gonna touch your fuckin’ sister,” he growled. “I’ma kill that fool and take it all, but Chanel won’t be harmed.” God continued to ready his weapons.
Charlie picked herself from off the floor. She had to believe him. She knew that they were all killers, and she wanted to be specific with him.
***
The plane tickets had been purchased and the venue in Hawaii had been secured. Mateo and Chanel were to be married at a lovely resort on the beach. It was going to be an intimate ceremony. Chanel’s family still had no idea that she was getting married in a few days.
The couple had sent the wedding dress and the tuxedo ahead of time to be delivered to the lavish hotel on the beach. Chanel and Mecca planned on arriving 72 hours early to have Chanel’s “last days as a free woman” shenanigans. This meant that Mateo would also have his free time as a single man in New York. Chanel didn’t want to spend one day without Mateo. She was jealous and she also feared that he would fuck someone during his final moments as a single man. And then there was the bachelor party Pyro had planned for him.
But Mecca, like always, was there to comfort her friend and give her some friendly advice, telling Chanel not to worry about anyone because he was putting a ring on her finger. To help bolster her point, Mecca used Jay-Z cheating on one of the hottest chicks in the game and how Beyoncé made lemonade out of it.
“Fuck those dumb bitches, Chanel. He only wants you. Your nigga is about to fly you to Hawaii to marry you on your birthday. Mateo is giving you the world—a car, money, a ring, and he’s marrying a virgin, girl.”
“What if I’m whack in bed, Mecca?”
Mecca locked eyes with Chanel for a moment before they both burst out in laughter.
***
