Commit To Violence

"No, Kirk, me and Angee have been friends for years, you know that, but we have never had any business together. And Stark, like Bobby said me and Mr. Stark don’t do the same kind of business."

Kirk and Richards stood up to leave. "Right," Kirk said.

"Before you go, detective, a very good friend of mine, Kenny Lucas, was murdered in the street last night."

"Yeah, I heard about that, Black. I know you and Kenny go back some years."

"What can you tell me about it? You got any suspects?"

"Not our case, Black, sorry," Richards said and continued for the door.

"Whose case is it?"

"That would be detectives Goodson and Harris that are assigned to the case."

"Not those two assholes," Black said.

"Goodson and Harris couldn’t find pussy in a ho house," Bobby said.

"Come on, Bobby, they’re good cops. But at this point they have no suspects," Kirk said and followed Richards out of the office.

"You buy that?" Richards asked.

"Until something happens to show me otherwise," Kirk answered and the detectives left the restaurant.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Wanda Moore was the lawyer for the operation. Wanda had gotten them out of more cases than she could remember. She was as Nick once called her, "The mad scientist that made everybody rich."

"It wasn’t just me, Nick. Sure, I handled the money, made some good investments, but everybody did their part. We changed with the times."

Wanda always laughed when she thought about that. Over the years she managed the money and made millions for her partners. It began early on when Wanda insisted that they start a business to run their money through. It was the same advice that Black had offered to Bruce Stark.

Wanda placed the phone back in its cradle and spun her chair around and looked out the window. She picked up the phone and dialed Nick on his cell, but got no answer—something that was happening more and more lately. Something had to give.

"You’re gonna make me cum again!" Rain yelled and sat straight up on Nick. Her head drifted back and her mouth was open wide. Nick twisted her nipples. "Fuck me harder, Nick!" Rain screamed. "I’m cummin’ all over your dick!"

Rain rolled off of him, grabbed his dick, lowered her head and took him into her mouth. Nick watched as Rain’s tongue slide up and down his shaft. She ran circles around his head with her tongue.

"Come here and get this pussy, nigga," Rain said and got up on her hands and knees. Nick stood up and grabbed her ass. He entered her slowly, easing in inch by inch. "Don’t tease me with the dick, nigga. Fuck me," Rain demanded.

He grinded his hips into Rain, spanked her ass and pushed harder. "That’s it, nigga, get this pussy!" Rain began to push back and slid her hand between her legs to massage her clit. "Oh shit!" she screamed and they slammed their bodies against one another. Rain came again and Nick came right behind her.

Now that they’d had sex, Nick and Rain got ready to hit the streets again. Once Nick was dressed, he reached in his pocket and looked at his phone. He had one missed call.

"Somebody call you?" Rain asked as Nick looked at the display.

"Wanda."

"I thought I heard it buzzin’ in between me screamin’," Rain said and continued to get dressed. "You gonna call her back?"

"Yeah," Nick said and walked out of the room.

"Tell her I said hello," Rain laughed.

Nick called Wanda back but there was no answer. He started to try her on her cell, but really didn’t feel like getting into the reason or the lie that he would have to tell about why he didn’t answer when she called. Lately, those conversations always got around to them talkin’ about Rain.

Right then, Nick had much bigger issues that he knew he had to deal with. Without his knowledge, he had brought the drug business back to Black’s organization at a time when they were doing everything possible, to move away from their illegal activities. He had to end this and do it before anybody, especially Black, or Wanda for that matter, got wind of it.