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“Oh, word?”
Bebo had been looking for Nico, but no one had been able to track him. Nico hadn’t been hanging at any of the strip clubs, and he hadn’t been seen at any of the spots he frequented. Bebo’s interest was piqued, because Nico rarely came to the USA Diner. He knew something was up.
“Yeah, matter of fact, it was two days ago, my last night on the night shift. He was here with BJ and two other dudes I didn’t know.”
Bebo nodded. “So when you gonna let me get at that again?”
“That’s how you talk to me? You think I’m one of these five-dollar, dirty-pussy strippers from the strip club or something?”
Bebo ran his hand down Pauline’s thigh and then back up and stopped at her crotch.
“That’s not yours anymore.” She slapped his hand away. “You don’t know how to call nobody, so I gave those privileges away.”
Bebo smiled. “Who you gave it away to?”
Bebo’s fish and grits were ready, so Pauline went and retrieved his order. She came back, placed his food in front of him along with his glass of orange juice, and then she reached in her apron and put a straw in front of him. Then she took out her cell phone and scrolled through until she found a picture of her girlfriend butt naked on a bed with her face down and her ass up in the air.
“That’s who I gave your privileges away to.” Pauline smiled as she handed him her phone.
“Waaaowww! That’s what the fuck I’m talking about,” Bebo replied as he stared at the picture.
“Call me, be nice to me, and stay in touch with me, and I might be able to convince her to let y’all share this.” Pauline winked at Bebo before she took her phone back and walked away.
***
While Bebo flirted with Pauline inside the diner and his driver sat parked and waiting for him in the parking lot, Nico and BJ sat a block away in a black Nissan Altima with dark tinted windows, the engine running. From where they were sitting, they could see Bebo’s truck. They had been sitting in the Altima for about a half an hour waiting for him to come out of the diner. Both Nico and BJ had on ski masks, but they weren’t planning a stickup.
Finally, after a few more minutes, Nico saw Bebo emerge from the diner. He was standing on the steps of the diner with Pauline.
“Who the fuck is that bitch?” BJ asked.
“I don’t give a fuck! Ride on that nigga right now!”
BJ started to drive west on Merrick Boulevard at about five miles an hour.
“BJ, drive this shit. I don’t want him to get to his truck.”
“But that chick is with him.”
“Fuck that bitch! Roll up on that nigga right now!”
BJ hit the gas pedal, and within seconds he was making a right turn onto 243rd Street. Before he could bring the car to a stop, Nico jumped out, ran toward Bebo, and started blasting.
BLAOW! BLAOW! BLAOW! BLAOW!
The first shot hit Bebo in the stomach.
“Ahhh shit! Muthafucka!” Bebo hollered after being hit. He’d left his gun in his truck, so he had no option but to turn and run back inside the diner for cover.
“AHHHHHHHHH!” Pauline screamed. She was so scared and in shock, she froze and didn’t run.
Bebo clutched his stomach as he pushed open the double glass doors.
BLAOW! BLAOW! BLAOW!
Nico fired three more shots. The first shot missed Bebo and shattered the glass door. The sound of gunshots and breaking glass instantly sent the patrons inside the diner screaming and scrambling for cover under their tables.
The second bullet hit Bebo in his ass, and the third hit him in his spine and dropped him to floor, writhing in pain.
