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“’Cause good pussy lives here.”
“The same pussy that’s gon’ be there when you get back,” he reminded me.
“That’s not the point. Besides, peace, that shit is here, too.”
“I feel you on that.”
“But, contrary to popular belief, and by popular, I mean all you niggas, I’ll be outside tonight. The wife is forcing me out, so I guess I’ll catch up with you then, nigga.”
“You… coming out? For what?”
“Milo’s shit. He said he’d already talked to you about the shit because he thought I wouldn’t.”
“And you didn’t, until now.”
“Well,” I tittered with a shrug. “You already knew so it doesn’t matter. He told me you’re sliding through tonight.”
“And I was, but some shit just came up. I need to shoot out of town tonight to holler at them people.”
“Still in negotiations?”
“Yes, man, and they’re up my ass. I’m a gray strand away from finding another route, bro. I’d fuck with your people but you keeping secrets and shit.”
“You found that one, you’ll find another.”
Peacefully, without a care in the world, Hank slept next to his wife of twelve years, Isis. Besides Anna’s death, she was the best thing that had ever happened to the nigga. He didn’t appreciate her and slimed her out every chance he got, which should’ve been a red flag.
Naive to his betrayal, I chalked it up as another man who loved to get his dick wet. Truthfully, it was the mark of a snake. His lack of loyalty should’ve opened my eyes two weeks after his wedding when he pulled up on me with a new bitch on his arm. Disgust made it hard to stomach reality.
I tapped his shoulder with the tip of my Glock. He stirred awake, unsure of what was happening or why he was being awakened from his sleep. He rubbed the blurriness from his eyes, finally recognizing me on the other end of the gun. The ski mask I’d worn in to conceal my identity was above my eyes.
Hiding wasn’t an option. Before I sent his ass to hell, I wanted him to know who’d be meeting him down there. As if he’d seen a ghost, his eyes grew large.Pussy.
“Malachi!”
“Wake her up,” I insisted.
“What? Man, what is going on?”
“You know what time it is, nigga. The jig is up, you snake ass bitch.”
“Malachi, wha-what are… Wha—”
“Wake her up!”
“Can we talk, mane? It’s me. What is going on?”
“Wake her up.”
He nudged Isis.
“Baby.”
“Hmmm?” she groaned.
“Ba-Baby.”
“What is it, Hank? I’m sleep.”
