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CHAPTER TWO
‘MONEY TREES’ KENDRICK LAMAR
To say that I'm frightened out of my mind would not only be an understatement, but it would be horribly laughable.
This guy tore off his mask and showed me his face as he robbed the bank. Why? Because I will not be alive to point him out anyway, so what does it matter?
"Please, if you're going to kill me, at least let me call my mom."
Black Eyes stops pulling me when we get to the door and turns to face me, "You can call Raquel after you call the police."
"W-what? Wait, how do you know my mom's name and why are you having me call the cops? Seems a little backward." The word vomit won’t stop, "Is this your first time robbing a place?"
He rolls his eyes at my question, "It doesn’t matter. No more questions. You're going to call the cops and tell them a masked man robbed the bank. I'm going to stand right here while you do it too. I want to hear what you say to them." He leans down close to my face again and I'm tempted to flick his lip with my tongue just to make him move back.
Whoa, calm down, bitch.
"When they get here, Dice Garza, you better stick to the story or I'll regret leaving you alive." He grabs my chin with his thumb and finger, tilting my face to the side, "I'd hate to kill you, doll."
With my heart pounding in my ears, he leans in impossibly closer and brushes his lips at the corner of my mouth and my core tightens with heat. Hello lady-boner, I think to myself as I inhale his heady scent.
"Now call the fucking cops." He says as he pushes my face back and I stumble a little.
Flustered with anger and disturbingly turned on, I grab the office phone with a little more force than necessary and dial 911.
A bored as hell voice comes through the line after ringing one too many times, "Chicago PD, do you need fire, rescue or police?"
"Police." My answer comes out in a growl which only makes the gorgeous prick before me smirk.
"What seems to be the problem, ma'am?" Damn, this lady sounds like she'd watch the world burn while filing her nails.
"Some prick with a mask just robbed the bank I'm working in." I glare at the now stoic looking man. My fear has turned into nothing but contempt for this asshole.And a little bit of intrigue. I grind my teeth with disgust at the thought.
The lady asks for the address and if the robber is still on the scene, "No, he ran off like a little bitch looking for his next fix."
When I hang up, the asshole grabs me by the throat and pushes me against the wall once more, "You seem to take this as a joke, I assure you it is not. If you speak one little word, I won't kill you, I'll kill your mother, then I'll come after you. Got it?"
This motherfucker.
When I don't answer right away, he jerks me forward, touching his nose to mine while his eyes look furious.
"Yeah, I fucking got it."
He must see the truth in my eyes because he lets go without shoving me, like I was preparing for, and takes off without another look back.
Luckily, the largeFather Timetattoo I have on my neck will cover up any red marks from his fingers.
Asshole.
The prick threatened my mother and made it seem like I have the makings of a rat. Sorry guy, that's not me. Even if he were to hurt my mother, I wouldn't rat him out... I'd go hunting.
For his sake, he better not show his face around here again because next time, it'll be me with a gun.
Exiting the building, I take a right and head to the side where a nondescript car sits along the curb.
I take out my phone and dial one of my right-hand guys, “Oye, Hector. I need the address for Raquel Garza. She works forRubio at Fast Checks.”
“The cleaning lady?” I’ve told him my plans of taking back what’s mine from Rubio after I found out Raquel worked there. I wouldn’t have treated her the way I treated her daughter though. And I most definitely would have kept my mask on. She would have known it was me but proving it would have been impossible.
