Hostile Takeover

“What’s up, baby boy?” Babygirl said as I reached across the table, snatched dude and pulled him toward me. Freeze pulled out his gun and pointed it at his boy.

“You don’t wanna die, so sit the fuck down,” Freeze said as I began punching him in the face.

I grabbed him by the throat and kept punching him in the face, and then I slammed him face-first into the table before I let him go. He slumped to the floor and I kicked him a few times. I pulled him up and got in his face.

“If I ever see you up in my spot again or I hear about you even looking in Wanda’s direction, I’ll kill you.”

When I let him go, security moved in, snatched him up from the floor and physically escorted him and his boy out of The Late Night.

Chapter Six

I followed security outside, and watched as they beat on dude for a minute before they tossed him face-first in the street. His boy, who wanted no parts of the ass kicking, waited until security had walked away before he went and picked his boy up. As he walked away with him, he looked back at me and nodded his head. I nodded mine as Wanda walked up and stood next to me.

“You didn’t have to do that, Mike.”

“Yes I did. Nobody is going to disrespect you up in my spot. Especially a punk ass nigga like that.” I looked at Wanda. “And I thought that I told you to stop carrying that gun. One day, you’re gonna pull that gun out and somebody is going to make you use it.”

“Yes, sir,” Wanda said, and laughed a little.

“I’m serious, Wanda.”

“I know you are, Mike, and you're right. When I pull it, I best be ready to use it,” Wanda said and turned to go back inside. Since I wasn’t finished talking to her, I followed her back into The Late Night.

“So ask yourself, college girl, are you real

ly ready to stand in somebody’s face and pull the trigger.”

“I guess we’ll just have to find out one day,” Wanda said, and all I could do was shake my head because she can be so fuckin’ hardheaded sometimes. But you know what, she says the same shit about me, so fuck it.

I made my way through the crowd with Wanda following closely behind me. Once we were in the office and Wanda closed and locked the door, she had questions for me.

“What happened tonight with Henderson and them?”

“Henderson is dead.”

“I guess things went the way you wanted with Drew, or is he dead too?”

“No. Drew and I now have an understanding.”

Wanda nodded her head like she was pleased with the outcome. “Any problems? I mean did any of Henderson’s people try anything?”

“No, Wanda, it went just like I told you it would. Those people are loyal to Drew and they were no trouble at all.” I paused. “At least not yet anyway.”

Wanda nodded her head. “It’s going just like we planned it,” she said, and I’ve known her long enough to know that she was thinking about the plan and our next move.

Everybody says that me and Wanda are two sides of one criminal mind. Some of those same people think that eventually me and her will get together, but I don’t ever see that happening. For one, been there done that and it lasted a week and by the end of the week, we couldn’t stand each other and two, Wanda is like my sister.

“By the way, Silky’s dead too.”

“The pimp?”

“You know anybody else named Silky?”

“That wasn’t part of the plan. What you kill him for?”

“He deserved it.”

“True, that bastard needed to die,” Wanda said, and smiled a very satisfied smile.