Tied to a Boss

by J. L Rose

  “This is what you wanted, right?” Big Worm heard Dante say as he was entering the front room of the apartment.

  Slowly smiling at seeing Alinna tied to a chair her mouth gagged.

  “Now this is what the fuck I’m talking about,” Big Worm said, smiling as he walked through his boys to the front to stand in front of Alinna, seeing the answer in her eyes as she starred up at him. “That’s exactly how I like to see you bitch. You ain’t talking that gangster shit now. And where the fuck is your hero bitch Vanessa at now?”

  Slapping Alinna across the face, Big Worm eye’s opened wide as he watched Alinna hands swing from around her back and the rope that was around her fall free. “What the fuck?”

  “Now you fat muthafucker, what was you just saying?” Vanessa spoke up, causing Big Worm and his boys to all turn around looking back behind them.

  Seeing Vanessa, Amber, and Harmony along with Dre and two other guys, each of which with guns in their hands, Big Worm turned and looked at Dante only to look back behind him and hearing, “You looking for me fat boy?”

  “Ww ... what the hell is ...”

  Swinging and connecting with Big Worm’s face, Alinna continued swinging and beating the shit out of Big Worm who screamed out like a bitch and balled up on the ground.

  Smirking as he leaned against the wall watching Alinna stomp and kick the shit out of Big Worm, Dante shifted his eyes over to one of the six guys he remembered from the last time he met up with Big Worm, calling out to get his attention then nodding him over.

  “I’m not going to make this long. You got two choices. One is you can agree to show me where the money and work is; or two, I’ll end what life you got right now. Choose now,” Dante told the guy, sliding one of his hammers from the front of his jeans.

  Seeing the guy nod his head in agreement, Dante smiled a small smile saying, “Smart man, real smart man.”

  Chapter 5

  Once Alinna tired herself out from beating the shit out of Big Worm, Dante had Dre take care of that fat mutherfucker while the others dealt with the rest of Big Worm’s crew, grabbing the one who agreed to show him where the money was. Taking Dre’s Avalanche, both Dante and Alinna left together with Big Worm’s man.

  “Where we going Dante?” Alinna asked, as she watched the guy walking out in front of her and Dante.

  “Our new friend here agreed to take us to Big Worm stash spot and trap house,” Dante said as they headed down stairs and out to the parking lot.

  Once at the Avalanche, Dante first grabbed homeboy and patted him down, removing the 9MM Beretta from inside his back pocket. Handing it to Alinna, he then put homeboy inside the Avalanche.

  “What do you plan on doing with him once you get the money and the work?” Alinna asked Dante outside the Avalanche.

  “I’ll let you decide that,” Dante told her as he walked to the driver’s side.

  After leaving the apartment and following homeboy’s directions, Dante pulled up to a house that was easily recognizable as a trap house. Four guys were posted out on the front porch with thick smoke in the air as they each started out at the Avalanche.

  “Get out,” Dante told the guy. “Play stupid and I promise you will lay dead with the rest of them. Now get out.”

  Both the guy and Alinna climbed out from the passenger side as Dante walked around the Avalanche seeing Alinna standing close up on the guy.

  “Let’s get this over with quickly.”

  Following homeboy inside the yard and up towards the front porch where the four guy’s now stood staring at them, Dante shifted his eye’s to the dark skin guy who spoke first. “Crig, who is this you bought with you? Where is Big Worm?”

  “Big Worm sent me to pick…”

  “Who the fuck is this nigga and the bitch you…”

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Tired of the talking and time wasting, Dante snatched his .40 from under his shirt in the front of his jeans, and before anyone knew what was happening, he dropped all four guys on the front porch.

  “Let’s go,” Dante told him, pushing him forwards but tossing the keys to the Avalanche to Alinna saying, “Have the truck ready.”

  Watching Dante follow the guy up onto the porch seeing Dante shoot two guys that laid on the porch as he passed them entering into the house. Alinna shook her head and then turned, heading back out to the Avalanche.

  * * *

  Leaving Big Worm’s trap house after Dante and the guy spent less than five minutes inside, Alinna pulled the Avalanche in front of another house that was located in a better neighborhood.

  Once Dante followed the guy inside the house, Alinna counted to three before she heard the shooting from inside the house. After nearly five minutes of gunshots, both Dante and the guy came out of the house, Dante pushing the guy toward the truck while holding a black duffel bag on this right shoulder.

  Pulling off as soon as the both of them were inside the back of the Avalanche, Alinna looked back at Dante through the rearview mirror catching his eyes.

  “What now?”

  “You come up with a decision yet about what I asked you to decide?” Dante asked her.

  Shifting her eye’s over to the guy sitting beside Dante as he sat staring back at her, Alinna focused back on the road saying, “What use do have for him?”

  “Pull over up ahead then and let him out,” Dante told Alinna and nodding his head.

  Doing as Dante instructed, Alinna pulled the Avalanche over at the side of the street, then looked back as Dante opened the back door, and got out, instructing the guy to get out.

  Watching as the guy got out the back of the Avalanche, Alinna almost missed the movement because it was so fast. She caught Dante grabbing the guy’s shirtfront swinging him out towards the street, and in the same motion, pointing the glock at the guys face pulling the trigger.Boom!

  Climbing in the front seat after calmly closing the backdoor, Dante closed the passenger door while noticing the way Alinna was staring at him. “You may wanna drive.”

  Doing as she was told, Alinna pulled off glancing at the rearview mirror seeing the body laid out in the middle of the street where Dante left it.

  “What’s your plan’s now, shorty?” Dante spoke up asking after few minutes.

  Shaking her head, Alinna looked over to Dante but then focused back on the road saying, “One small problem gone, but now I still need to deal with an even a bigger problem.”

  “What’s the bigger problem?” Dante asked before he realized what he was doing.

  “It’s nothing. I’m going to figure it out,” Alinna told him as she looked over seeing Dante pulling out a box of Black and Mild’s from his pocket.

  After a quiet moment while lighting up one of his Black’s, Dante gave in and asked, “What’s the problem Alinna?”

  Looking over to Dante a moment, Alinna turned back to the road and said, “I’m having problems finding a new connect.”

  “What up with the one you using now?” Dante asked. Watching as she shook her head, Alinna told Dante about the bullshit that she been going through with Kenny K and how she wanted to get away from Kenny K and find a better contact but was having a hard time finding one that would deal with a female on a serious level.

  “So what you planning now?” Dante asked once Alinna finished speaking.

  “This guy I know is supposed to be setting up a meeting to get me introduced to this guy named Geovani out in ...”

  “Atlanta,” Dante finished for her sentence. “I’ve heard of him.”

  “I see you get around,” Alinna told Dante smiling at him.

  “Tell me about this Kenny K dude,” Dante told her without responding to her previous statement.

  “What are you plotting, Dante?” Alinna asked while staring at Dante. “Don’t go doing nothing stupid. I still gotta get my work from this guy.”

  “Just tell me about the clown,” Dante told her, raising the black up to his lips, pulling on the plastic tip, feeling the smooth flav
or cigar smoke flow fill his mouth.

  * * *

  Once they returned to the apartment, they headed up the stairs carrying two gym bags while Alinna carried the duffle bag that came from the stash house. Dante followed alongside Alinna as she led the way to the apartment door.

  Hearing the laughter as soon as Alinna got the front door open to the apartment, Dante followed Alinna inside the apartment just as Dre came walking from the front room to meet them.

  “What’s up fam? Everything good?” Dre asked Dante, seeing both the bags Dante and Alinna were holding.

  “Everything good braw?” Dante answered as Vanessa walked up to Alinna questioning her girl, but catching the look the amazon shot his way.

  Inside the front room where the others already were, both Alinna and Dante found themselves seated side by side on the sofa as the others stood around or sat on the two couches that were on either side of them.

  Emptying both gym bags and then the duffel bag onto the wooden coffee table in front of them, both Alinna and Dante separated the money from the weed and coke.

  After counting, the money from the stash house coming back with twenty thousand and the money from the trap house that came to that was three thousand. Dante allowed Alinna and Vanessa to count out what the weed and coke came back to.

  “It’s two whole bricks of coke and three quarters of a brick, as well as two pounds of weed,” Alinna told the others, but looked to Dante as she said it.

  “So is that what you said; $23,000 to split between the eight of us?” Dante asked meeting Alinna’s eyes.

  “Hold up,” Vegas spoke up drawing every ones attention to him. “You say twenty three thousand split eight ways?”

  “That’s right, that’s what … A little under four thousand for each of us,” Tony T commented staring at Dante.

  “Dee, come on dawg. You called us to help these chicks to get paid eight stacks?” Vegas asked him. “We must be getting some kind of work?”

  “First of all nigga, we didn’t ask for you or your punk-ass homeboys help,” Vanessa spoke up and was about to continue when Dante interrupted.

  “You’ll shut up a second.”

  “Man, I know we’re not …”

  “Vegas, what the fuck did I just say?” Dante asked, looking over to his crying-ass homeboy.

  “Whatever man,” Vegas said raising up both his hands in surrender.

  Running towards Dre and motioning him over, Dante whispered into Dre’s ear receiving a nod in agreement then looking at Vegas and Tony T saying, “To make you niggas happy, you two got mine and Dre cut, that’s eight grand apiece. If that’s not good enough, then we may have a problem.”

  “Eight grand straight with me,” Tony T spoke up.

  “Whatever Dee, my nigga,” Vegas said, shaking his head as he stared at Dante.

  “Smart,” Dante replied and then looked over to Alinna saying, “Give these two eight grand a piece.”

  “Vanessa, give them the money,” Alinna told her girl and then turned back to Dante grabbing his arm pulling him up as she stood up from the sofa.

  “Come with me; we need to talk.”

  Allowing Alinna to lead him from the front room into the open bedroom door, which was completely empty, Dante turned facing her as she stepped around him closing the bedroom door.

  “Dante what the hell are you doing?” Alinna started off with much attitude. “Why the hell would you agree to give those two half of your money? That don’t make any damn sense.”

  “Shorty relax for a …”

  “Don’t tell me to fucking relax,” she cut Dante off and then shoved him in the chest.

  “What type of homeboy’s are they if they cut you out like that?”

  “They’re more business friends then any kind of friends,” Dante told her smirking. “Don’t get me wrong, we all hang out and get money together, but it’s really Dre that’s more like my brother. We do our thing together. Every once in a while we all hook up for a major hit if one comes up where me and Dre need backup, which isn’t often.”

  “So you just wanna give their asses your money?” Alinna asked, placing her hands on her curvy and spread hips.

  “I’m plotting on something bigger,” Dante admitted but then added. “But I wanna holla at you about this idea that I been thinking about, you wanna listen or what?”

  Staring up at Dante holding his eyes a moment Alinna sucked her teeth as she folded her arms across her chest. “This shit better be worth me listening.”

  * * *

  Walking back out into the front room after they finished talking, Alinna noticed both Tony T and Vegas were gone and Dre was standing outside on the balcony talking on his cell phone.

  Nodding her head at Dante, motioning that he was going out to talk to Dre, Alinna walked back over to the soft couch and sat down beside Vanessa only to hear Amber ask, “Hey, what’s going on? Why are you pulling pretty boy gangster off to the side like that instead of just talking in front of us?”

  “I’m about to explain that now,” Alinna looked from Amber to Harmony to Vanessa. “I need y’all to really hear me out and think about what I’m about to tell y’all because what me and Dante just finished discussing. If we all agree to this it just may help solve all of our problems.”

  “What the hell are you talking about, Alinna?” Vanessa asked staring at Alinna with a what-the-hell’s-going-on stare.

  Chapter 6

  Seeing the same clowns as before when they came to pick up their re-up package from Kenny K’s ass at the same trap house, only this time to see Kenny K outside with his clowns, Alinna waited until Vanessa parked the Lexus Truck, then they both climbed out.

  Walking around the back end of the truck just as Vanessa was closing the driver’s door, Alinna saw the surprised look on Kenny K’s face as she and Vanessa entered the front gate.

  “What the fuck are you two doing here?” Kenny K asked turning towards both Alinna and Vanessa as she stood on the porch with his face balled up. “I don’t remember telling you or this he-she bitch to come around my spot.”

  “Kenny K, look,” Alinna told him ignoring the way he was talking to them. “We’re here to tell you that it’s over. We’re done fucking with you and dealing with your bullshit.”

  “Bitch, what’d you say?” Kenny K barked at Alinna stepping off the porch. Walking up to Alinna. “Bitch, who the fuck do you think you talking to?”

  “You heard what the fuck I said, Kenny K,” Alinna told him, staring hard inside of his eyes.

  “Bitch, you must have forgot …” Stopping confused, he watched as his boy’s got chopped up, and looking to the right only to see a large guy holding an AR-15 who was the cause of his boy’s being chopped up like Swiss cheese.

  Feeling the recognizable feeling of a gun at the back of his head, Kenny K froze, and heard, “Turn your punk ass around, nigga.”

  Doing as he was ordered, Kenny K slowly turned around only to face off with a light brown-skinned guy he never saw before in his life. “Man who the fuck is you? I ain’t got no …”

  Kicking out forward, smashing his boots into Kenny K mid-section, and knocking him down to his knees, Dante lowered his burner aiming it at Kenny K as Alinna stepped up beside him.

  “You were saying something, nigga?” Alinna asked smiling a nasty like smile down at Kenny K as he kneeled, looking at her while trying to catch his breath. “I told you before shit was gonna change. Now look at your soft ass.”

  Seeing Dre walk back out of the trap house carrying three backpacks, Alinna looked over to Vanessa, and then towards Dre then focused back on Kenny K. “It’s been nice talking with you, but I gotta go now.”

  Turning away and staring back towards the Lexus truck after seeing both Dre and Vanessa jogging off around the trap house together, Alinna heard Dante’s Glock ring out once, twice, and then twice more by the time she stopped at the driver’s door to the truck.

  “I’m driving,” Dante told Alinna as he jogged up beside her
at the driver’s door holding up the truck keys Vanessa tossed him as she and Dre took off.

  Getting inside the Lexus and cranking the truck up by the time Alinna walked around to the passenger side and was climbing inside the truck, Dante smashed out from in front of the trap house. They were flying up the street and taking a right at the corner fish tailing the truck.

  “You know you should really be a motivation speaker,” Dante told Alinna glancing over to her. “All that talking you were doing to those cowards. Fuck all that. We’ve been planning this shit for four days and you stood talking like a clown for seemingly four years.”

  Punching Dante in the arm playfully, he smiled over at him Alinna rolled her eyes as she reached for the half-smoked joint that was inside the ashtray. “How the hell did you and Dre get around the back of the house so fast?”

  “We’re hood-niggas’s, shorty,” Dante answered smiling over at Alinna. “We jumped the back gate and ran around the side of the house while you was still talking, running your damn mouth.”

  “Fuck you, Dante,” Alinna told him, blowing thick hydro weed smoke. “You and Dre still hitting Rico across town tomorrow?”

  “Pretty much,” Dante answered just as his cell phone went off, and then seconds later Alinna’s phone went off.

  Pulling out his cell phone, Dante looked to the screen only to see Angela calling. “Shit.”

  Looking over to Dante hearing him as she pulled her iPhone from her pocket, Alinna shook her head at Dante mixed attitude, looking at her cell phone screen seeing Miguel calling. “Yeah Miguel, what’s up?

  “What’s up my heart, where are you?”

  “Driving, why?”

  “I have my friend here I told you about. He’s ready to meet you.”

  Smiling at the news, Alinna asked, “When does he want to meet?”

  “Now,” Miguel answered. “How soon can you be at the Starbucks on 82nd and 21st Avenue?”

  “Gimme twenty minutes.”

  “You got fifteen,” Miguel told her, and then hung up the phone.

  Ignoring him hanging up on her, Alinna looked to Dante to tell him the good news only to see his balled up face and the way his right hand was gripping the steering wheel. “Dante what’s wrong? What happened?”