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“Why not?”
“She’s busy.”
“You tell him not to worry about Ms Robinson,” Black shouted. “He needs to—give me the fuckin’ phone.” Bobby handed the phone to Black. “You don’t need to worry about Ms Robinson. You need to be all about makin’ peace with Wanda!” Black shouted and hung up the phone. Then he dialed Wanda’s number.
She had just arrived at her house. She looked at the display and recognized the number as being Rain’s cell. “What the fuck do you want?” Wanda answered with a nasty attitude.
“I want you to make peace with Nick. That’s what the fuck I want.”
“I’m sorry, Mike, I didn’t know it was you.”
“I guess not. You and I need to have a conversation, Wanda.”
“I know.”
“We’ll talk tomorrow, but this war ends tonight. You make peace with Nick, understand,” Black said and ended the call without giving Wanda a chance to answer.
Black gave Rain back her phone as she pulled up in front of Cynt’s. They got out of the Suburban and approached the building. “You go in first, Ms Robinson,” Black said.
Rain smiled and went in. As soon as Dwayne saw Rain come through the door, he ran to tell Cynt. “Rain is here.”
“Who’s with her?” Cynt asked.
“She’s alone.”
Cynt got her gun out of the drawer and followed Dwayne out of the office. By the time they got to the floor, Black and Bobby had come in and were standing with Rain.
“I thought you said she was alone.”
“She was.”
As discreetly as she could, Cynt handed the gun to Dwayne and approached Black. “Hello, Mike. Hello, Bobby,” Cynt said and hugged both of them.
“Who were you plannin’ on shootin’, Cynt?”
“Huh?”
“If you can huh, you can hear,” Bobby said.
“I—I—”
“In your office.” Black pointed. “Now.”
“Yes, sir,” Cynt said sheepishly and led the way.
Once they were in the office and everybody was seated, Black stared Cynt down and waited for her to say something. “You
want to tell me what’s goin’ on?”
“I—I—”
“You said that already. Come up with something new,” Bobby said.
“Nevermind, Cynt. I already talked to Nick and Wanda. What were you thinkin’? What was she thinkin’? And this time, I do want an answer,” Black demanded.
“That means no I—I—I shit, Cynt. Come on now, use them lips,” Bobby said.
“We all agreed that something needed to be done about her,” Cynt said and pointed at Rain. “That everything went a lot smoother when Wanda ran things and that she needed to take over.”
