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RAH
The rage I felt was something I couldn’t even put words to. I could still hear the click of
Moses’ gun in my head, like it was laughing at me. If that gun hadn’t jammed, I’d be gone right now.
I’d already been thinking about killing him. It had been in the back of my mind ever since I killed Carlos. Moses was the only one who saw what went down and the only one who could tie me to it. That made him a liability, and liabilities didn’t get to live long in my world. But I’d been keeping the idea tucked so I wouldn’t draw more heat on myself.
But he’d just sealed his own fate the second he pointed that gun at me. Moses was a dead man walking. Family or not, I couldn’t let him get away with that. You try to take my life, you forfeit yours. Simple as that.
By the time that the bar closed, I was still heated. Everybody around me was playing me like I was soft.
“Lavell, Caine, Nell! Get the fuck in here!” I shouted out of my office door.
Watching the cameras, I knew that Caine had just let the last customer out and locked the door. I watched as they all said a few words to each other and then made their way back to my office.
I was standing in the middle of the floor as they filed in. I looked at Caine and ordered, “Have a seat, nigga.”
His dumbass looked confused but sat in the chair in front of my desk.
Without warning, I snatched the gun from his waist that he had been securing my spot with and put it to his head.
“Yo’, what the fuck?!” Nell spat. “Man, that’s your cousin!”
“Shut up!” I warned him. “I don’t give a fuck who he is!”
I grabbed the pair of vise-grips from my desk and told Caine, “Open up, motherfucker.” When he took too long, I pressed the gun to his head as if I was trying to push my way through it. “Now!” I bellowed.
He opened up. I could feel him starting to shake. I could see Nell and Lavell looking on like fucking cowards as I clamped down on Caine’s tongue with the vise-grips.
“Aaaaaah!” Caine squirmed.
“This what motherfuckers get for talking too gawd damn much.”
Then I snatched the razor blade from the desk and started to saw at his tongue.
“Aarrrrgh!” Caine tried to scream as blood gushed everywhere.
“Oh shit!” I could hear Nell curse as I sliced Caine’s tongue in half.
Lavell sounded like he wanted to throw up. “What the fuck?”
“Arrrgh!Ahhhhh!!!” Caine screamed as half of his tongue finally split from the other.
I turned around and waved it at Nell and Lavell, who jumped back and squirmed like bitches.
“Anybody else wanna keep bitching about that fucking robbery?! Huh?!”
As Caine continued to wail in pain behind me, Nell and Lavell quickly shook their heads.
“This what happens when niggas act like they gon’ talk!” Then I slammed his tongue on the ground, turned, and fired a bullet into Caine’s head. His body slumped over in the chair just as I turned and marched towards the office door. Nell and Lavell jumped out of my way.
“Clean that shit up and get rid of that nigga.”
I didn’t hear another word as I marched through and out of the club towards my ride. I hopped in, still fuming. I had taken a lot of the anger I felt for other motherfuckers out on Caine, but that shit needed to be done to ensure that Caine never talked and that Nell and Lavell never said a word. I was in need of some cash, and I needed Nell and Lavell for the next lick, so they needed to know to shut the fuck up and do as they were told.
“Where you been?”
I sneered at Felicia as I walked into the bedroom. “What did you say?’
