Commit To Violence

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"A friend of mine is a doctor. He’ll fix you up and make sure you’re all right."

It wasn’t too long after Bobby and Ivillisa left that Black and Victor got to her building. They didn’t see his car but they went inside anyway.

Victor approached a man in the lobby. He told them which apartment she lived in. When they got to the door and found it cracked open, they went in with guns drawn. They looked around the apartment until Victor found Lex’s body. "In here, Black."

Black went to the door and looked in. "See what I’m sayin’. That could be you dead over fuckin’ around with Sabrina."

"True that, but I prefer to look at it as that being Bo," Victor said and followed Black out of the apartment.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Kirk finally got a break in his case. Earlier in the day, he got a call from Reyes, the head of the CSI team who told Kirk that they found some evidence at one of the murder scenes. Kirk and Richards went back to the precinct to see what he had.

"What you got, Reyes?" Kirk said as soon as he came through the door.

"How are you, detective?" Reyes said.

"Fine."

"I was talking to Richards," Reyes said and laughed.

"You gotta forgive my partner," Richards said and shook hands with Reyes as Kirk took a seat. "He gets so caught up in these things that he sometimes forgets his manners."

"Fuck this, what you got, Reyes," Kirk said.

Reyes handed Kirk a file. "My team found a finger-print at one of your crime scenes that didn’t match any of your bodies."

"One of the shooter’s maybe?" Richards speculated.

"We should be that lucky," Kirk said as he opened the file.

"The prints belong to a woman. Her name is Erika Thompson," Reyes told them.

"Arrest record includes shoplifting, possession with the intent to distribute and solicitation," Kirk said as he read over the file.

"Doesn’t sound like a shooter, but maybe she can tell us something," Richards said.

"Thanks, Reyes. We’ll check it out," Kirk said, and he and Richards left the office.

Within a few hours, one of Kirk’s informants told him where to find her on the street, working a corner.

"That’s her," Richards said as the detectives sat in their car. "What’s your plan? If we rollup on them in this car, they’ll all scatter and we might lose her."

"Why don’t you walk up to her, see if she makes you an offer?"

"Why me?"

"’Cause they’d never believe a good-looking guy like me would be out here tryin’ to buy some pussy. But you, on the other hand," Kirk said and laughed. "You got trick written all over you."

"Fuck you, Kirk. That’s all I gotta say; fuck you," Richards said and got out of the car.

Kirk let Richards get a little ways down the street before he got out of the car. He approached slowly and looked on as Richards walked up to the women on the corner and began talking to Erika Thompson.

"Oh, I got what you want, honey."

"Well let’s go then."