“Then where are you going, Two Guns?” he shouted and then he laughed. “You know, I remember when Two Guns was just something they used to call you.”
Jackie laughed because it was true. “It was more of a fashion statement back then.”
“Now look at you. Two guns, vested up, looking like Rain Robinson.” Travis shook his head. “That just ain’t my world anymore. And it doesn’t have to be yours. I have enough money now and so do you that we can get away from here, move to the islands or wherever, and leave all this behind us.”
Jackie said nothing.
“But you won’t do that, will you?”
“Then why don’t you just leave me? Why don’t you run back to the islands so you can be with your precious Trish?”
“That one is easy.” Travis smiled. “Because I tried that. I ran away to the islands and yeah, I met somebody.”
Never gonna live that down. Travis shook his head.
“But I came back. I came back to be with you. I’m here with you because I’ve loved you my entire life and I’m not leaving you again.”
“You did it once, what’s to stop you from doing it again?”
“Stop it. This isn’t about me, Jackie, it’s about you,” Travis said calmly. “You’re out there because you want to be, not because you have to be. You don’t wanna walk away. Admit it to yourself, you love that shit. If Rain wanted to do that shit every day all day, you’d say I’ll drive.”
“You sound like Carter now.”
“I guess Carter got some sense.”
“Yeah, he does,” Jackie nodded, but now she was mad. “But Carter Garrison is talkin’ that shit sitting in the seat next to me while I drive, and Rain is sitting in the back.” She stood up. “Because we are her captains and we got shit to do. I gotta go,” Jackie said and then she stormed toward the door.
“Go to live and die at Rain’s command!”
“Damn right,” she said softly and slammed the door on her way out of their bedroom.
“Have a good night, Jackie,” Fiona said waving from the couch wearing the thousand dollar Oscar de la Renta silk lace chemise that Travis bought for her because he thought it would look nice on her, but it was struggling to contain her titties.
“Good night, Fiona,” she said grabbing her keys and leaving the house.
Jackie wasn’t really mad at Travis, mostly because he was right about her. Jackie really did love that shit and she really would live and die at Rain’s command.
She was mad at Fiona.
“Have a good night, Jackie,” she said aloud, imitating Fiona’s soft and seductive voice. Jackie shook her head and parked at Conversations. “Probably deep throating Travis right now before she begs him to fuck her in the ass.”
She got out of the car, slammed the door and went inside to meet Carter and Baby Chris as she thought about how Fiona made her scream and left her shaking a couple of hours ago.
“But that is what she’s there for.”
On Rain’s orders, they had been hanging out at Rona’s spots. She was sure that if AD were really in charge of the operation, now that he was dead, things would be in disarray.
“When there is a change in the leadership, there is by necessity, a change in the way things operate concerning the leadership as well,” Rain said paraphrasing the timeless wisdom.
“That sounds like something that Mike Black would say,” Baby Chris said.
Rain shook her head. “Hebrews, chapter seven, verse twelve,” Rain said and there was silence in her office. “What? I read the Bible.”
“So do I,” Carter said and laughed. “I had a lot of time to read recently.” He looked at Rain. “What’s your favorite book?”
“Romans.”
“No doubt.”