Page 99 of Maceo

“She does. You think her and Daddy will get back together?”

I laughed out loud. “Would you get back with a nigga that told you he was still in love with his ex, who’s engaged to be married?”

“Hell no. He couldn’t say shit else to me.”

“Exactly.”

Movement on the monitor caused me to turn my head. Charity and Blane had just walked into the house.

“Finally, some action,” I said, sitting up.

Charity looked pissed as she walked into the dining room with the men behind her. She then went into the kitchen, coming back with a glass of wine. For a while, she just sat at the table, staring at them.

“I’m trying to figure out why y’all have been around here bullshitting instead of doing what you’ve been paid to do. Shipments haven’t been picked up. Bodies are rotting, and I’m losing money because, what the fuck can I do with a dead organ!” She threw the glass across the room, causing it to shatter against a wall. “What the fuck is wrong with y’all?”

“Wait,” Jaeda said, sitting up. “What did she just say? Is she the one in charge?”

“I thought you said Blane was in charge?”

“Maybe it’s both of them. That would finally explain the part she’s playing in all of this.”

We kept listening to the conversation.

“Oh shit!” we both exclaimed when she shot two of the men in the head.

“Y’all hear me now?” Charity asked as their bodies slumped to the floor.

Blane laughed. “Are you done throwing your temper tantrum?”

Charity pointed a gun at him. “Do you want to be next? There is nothing holding me back from shooting you too.”

He sat back in his chair and exhaled deeply. “Give us the room.”

The men stood and started to leave until Charity spoke up.

“Don’t just leave them here,” she snapped, pointing at the bodies. “Take them out of here.”

We watched as the group of men dragged the two dead bodies from the room. This wasn’t the Charity I was expecting. She’d acted so helpless when I met her. I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt. I tried to see the good in her, but the bitch definitely played me. All thoughts of her just being a pawn in someone else’s game went out the window when she put a fucking bomb in Zeno’s body. I didn’t think she was capable of this, but I thought wrong.

Shar was right the whole fucking time.

“You gotta chill,” Blane said.

“Fuck you.” Charity elbowed him. “You and the rest of those niggas are costing me money. I have clients waiting, and I can’t deliver because of that fucking Maceo.”

“All you had to do was shoot when they opened the back of the van. That was the whole purpose of you being there in the first place.Don’t put this shit on us when you fucked up your own mission.”

Charity spun around, glaring at him. “I was outnumbered, and I played it safe until I had a better opportunity. That girlfriend of his fucked up my plan B. Had he been single, it would have been easy to get close enough to find out more about him before I killed him. Other than most of his team being dead, we’re no closer than we were when we started.”

“And that’s my fault? Your daddy was the one with the underground connections.”

“Yet he went behind my back and entrusted you with his business. Now look at him… fucking dead.”

“Her daddy?” I asked. “Who was—Quame?”

“It’s gotta be him. Think about it. Human trafficking. Blane. It can’t be a coincidence.”

“I thought Quinton was his only child.”

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