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Cash Out quickly ran through the house and went from room to room just to make sure it was completely empty.
Homicide knew from Jasmine that Simone talked about how Ish would have her get cash and go to the post office to buy money orders for him to pay his bills, so he was sure there was cash in the house.
Homicide slid his hand from Simone’s mouth and held her in a headlock, her back leaning against his chest and his forearm applying choke-hold pressure to her neck. “Where the cash?”
Simone, feeling the gun at her temple, was too afraid to lie. “It’s downstairs in the basement. Please just don’t kill me!”
“Where at downstairs?” Homicide yelled directly into her ear.
“In the stand-alone freezer, under the meat and the food.”
Homicide nodded to Cash Out. Cash Out went downstairs, and within two minutes he came back with three large stacks of frozen cash. It looked like about twenty or thirty thousand dollars, but it was hard to determine because it was stuck together.
“I know that ain’t it! Where the rest of the money at?” Homicide yelled, and he threw Simone to the ground by her hair and aimed his gun at her.
“I don’t know, I swear to you, I don’t know,” Simone said, trembling.
“You lying to me!”
“I’m not. I swear to you, I’m not.” Simone shook her head, and tears began streaming down her face. Simone knew that Ish was on his way home and was hoping he would hurry up and get there before she got raped or killed.
“Where the drugs at?”
Simone was frozen in fear because now she knew she was dealing with dudes who knew Ish.
Homicide nodded to Cash Out.
Cash Out walked up to her and kicked her as hard as he could in her ribs. “Where the fuck is the drugs at?” he hollered.
The kick instantly knocked the wind out of Simone. She doubled over on the living room floor clutching her ribs, gasping for air, and trying to talk all at the same time.
“There’s nothing,” she faintly replied from the ground, certain she was about to die.
Homicide walked over and picked up Simone’s phone and told her to find Ish’s number. Simone was barely able to move because of the razor-sharp pain in her side that felt like she was being stabbed with a hunting knife.
Homicide held out the phone, and Simone quickly scrolled through it until she got to Ish’s number. Homicide then sent Ish a text message from her phone: Where are you?
“Tie that bitch up!” Homicide ordered Cash Out.
Cash Out ripped the lamp from the wall. Then he snapped the electrical cord from the lamp and used it to tie Simone’s hands behind her back and to the base of the fireplace mantle.
Simone had just gotten her breath back in her lungs from being kicked, and just as she did, she found Cash Out’s gun literally stuffed in her mouth.
“Where the drugs at, bitch?” he asked while he cocked the gun.
Ish was just exiting off the Belt Parkway when he got Simone’s text. He was about to text back and tell her where he was, but he decided to just call her instead. Part of him was wondering why she sent him that text if she had just spoken to him five minutes earlier and told her that she was close to home.
The phone rang, and Ish’s name popped up on the caller ID. Homicide didn’t want to answer it because he didn’t want Simone to start screaming or do anything to tip off Ish. Ish called right back when he got no answer, and again it rang out to voice mail.
“Bitch, you got two seconds to tell me where the fuckin’ drugs at or your man is gonna come home and find your brains splattered in that fireplace.”
Simone knew she had to say something. So she remembered the first night she ever came by Ish’s house that he had removed one of the gates to the heating vent and reached inside and took out some weed that he had rolled for them to smoke.
“I swear to God, I don’t know, but in the kitchen look inside the heating vent. There might be something there.”
Ish called back a third time, and again Homicide sent him to voice mail.
Homicide was now wondering if the text had spooked Ish and if he knew something was up. He was ready to bounce because if Ish sensed something was off, Homicide didn’t want to get caught out there outgunned and outmanned if Ish showed up with some of his soldiers.
