by White , Silk
“Hello!” He answered.
”Oh did I catch you at a bad time” the voice on the other end asked. As soon as Crazy Moe heard the woman’s voice on the other end he immediately calmed down. “No you didn’t catch me at a bad time why what’s up?” He asked.
”Oh I was just in your neighborhood and I thought I might drop by if that’s okay with you?” The woman said.
”Sure that’s fine. How long is it going to take for you to get there?” Crazy Moe asked.
”About five minutes.”
”I’ll be there in ten so just wait for me okay?”
”No problem” the woman said before she hung up. Crazy Moe put the pedal to the medal as he rushed home. He was excited to see this woman and he knew if he didn’t see her tonight it wasn’t no telling when he would see her again. Crazy Moe pulled up in front of his house and saw a cherry red Lamborghini parked in his driveway. He pulled up right behind the car as he saw the owner of the car sitting on the hood looking as beautiful as ever. “Hey what’s up? I didn’t have you waiting long did I?” Crazy Moe asked as he walked up to the woman.
”Oh my god James, are you alright?” Angela said when she saw James clothes covered in blood. “Did you get shot?”
”No it’s not my blood” James told her as they stepped inside.
”What happened to you?” Angela asked her voice full of concern.
”I’m working undercover” James said as he slipped out of his bloody clothes.
”Oh my god the back of your head is bleeding” Angela said as she went to the bathroom and returned carrying a wet rag. “Come here” she said as James sat down in between her legs on the floor. Angela was trained to heal any kind of wounds. She quickly pulled her emergency medical kit from out of her purse and began to stitch up the back of James head. James just sat on the floor quietly in his draws as Angela stitched him up.
”Okay so you want to tell me what happened?” Angela asked.
”I got robbed and shot at all in the same night” James laughed. “I can’t wait to arrest these guys.”
”This sounds like a serious case” Angela said hoping James would tell her a little bit more about the case. “You almost got killed tonight? You don’t think it might be time to leave this case alone?”
”I can’t” James said quickly. “I’m so close to taking this fucker down to just quit right now. In a few weeks this will all be over.”
”So what is it like being undercover?” Angela asked as she continued to stitch up the back of James head.
”It’s crazy” James replied. “But I love the challenge” he admitted.
”All done” Angela said once she was done stitching him up. Angela hated the fact that James was a federal agent, but at the same time she didn’t want to see him get hurt. She knew how rough it could be in the game, and she just hoped James knew what he was doing, cause if he didn’t he wouldn’t be around for much longer.
”I’mma go hop in the shower real quick. Make yourself at home” James said as he disappeared in the bathroom. Angela walked over to the kitchen area and helped herself to a glass of wine as she waited for James to get out the shower. As Angela sat sipping on her glass of wine she saw James weapon laying in his holster strapped to the belt on his jeans. She walked over and grabbed the pistol a government issued .45 acp handgun. She smiled as she placed his gun back in his holster. Minutes later James came out the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
”Your body ain’t too bad” Angela said checking out James’s six pack.
”You know I have to stay in shape” James chuckled as he picked up his bloody clothes from up off the floor, and then disappeared in his bedroom. Angela quickly followed him into the room and closed the door behind her. Before James even got a chance to say anything Angela stuck her tongue in his mouth as the two began kissing like animals. Angela dropped her glass on the floor as she removed James towel from around his waist as she worked him into stiffness with her hand. James ripped Angela’s blouse open as he shoved one of her perfect sized breast in his mouth as he watched Angela wiggle out of the skirt she wore. Underneath her skirt she only wore a gold silk thong. James effortlessly ripped her thong off so that she stood before him butt naked. James scooped Angela up in air so that his face was face to face with her nicely trimmed pussy.
“Oh my god” Angela moaned as she wrapped her legs around James neck when she felt his tongue massaging her clit. James held Angela up in the air as he sucked and licked all over her pussy like it was the last pussy he would ever see again in his life.
”Oh I’m about to cum” Angela announced loving every minute of the pleasure she was receiving. James quickly lifted Angela up and hung her upside down as he continued to tongue kiss her clit with passion. As Angela hung upside down she grabbed a hold of James’s dick and put it in her mouth as started the shit out of it. She moaned as she worked her hands and mouth at the same time. When James felt himself about to cum he gently laid Angela on the bed as he watched her climb in the doggy style position.
“Damn” James groaned as he felt Angela’s walls wrapped around his dick like a glove. From the tightness of Angela’s pussy James could tell that she hadn’t been fucked in a while. James stuck his finger in Angela’s mouth as he sped up his strokes, just as James was about to cum, he quickly pulled out and exploded all over Angela’s ass. “Damn” James huffed, breathing heavy as he flopped down on the bed. Angela just lay across the bed naked for a few seconds to get her thoughts together. She hadn’t cum like that in a long time and just needed a second to catch her breath. James got up and went to the bathroom when he returned he was carrying a wet rag as he cleaned Angela up, then laid down next to her where the two fell asleep in each other’s arms.
***
Capo stepped out his crib and looked over both shoulders as he walked up to his new all white bullet proof B.M.W. Capo recklessly pulled away from the curb blasting Yo Gotti’s new mixtape. Once Capo learned that Wayne had tried to get him robbed and killed, he knew that he could no longer trust anybody so from now on he decided to wear a bullet proof vest at all times. He even went out and copped a bullet proof car, not to mention he was tired of riding around in that Benz all the time. Capo was still looking for the man they called Cash. He wasn’t worried he knew he would be bumping into the man soon. Capo just drove around the city trying to get his thoughts together. It was so much going on he just needed a little time to hisself just so he could get his thoughts together. As Capo rode he pulled out his cell phone and dialed Shekia’s number.
”Hey Capo what’s up?” She answered sounding like she was in a good mood.
”Chilling” Capo replied. “I think I’mma need you to make that trip for me again in a day or two.”
”No problem” she said. “I’m already in Miami I had to handle a little something so just set everything up and I got you.”
”Say no more” Capo said ending the call. Capo stopped for a red light and filled his foam cup with Voka, then mixed a little orange juice in with it. All he was missing was his haze. Capo decided to make a detour to go get some weed.
***
Cash and Dough Boy sat on the hood of Cash’s car in the middle of the hood as the two sipped on some hard liquor, and passed a blunt back and forth. “What is it looking like?” Cash asked handing the blunt to Dough Boy.
”Not to good” Dough Boy replied taking a deep pulled from the blunt. “Little Dough getting weaker and weaker every day, I got a meeting with the doctor tomorrow.”
”What them numbers looking like?” Cash asked.
”I don’t know yet, but I know that bitch gon be high” Dough Boy said shaking his head. He knew the doctor was going to break his pockets, but for his son’s life he would pay whatever the cost was.
”How much you got from that clown Crazy Moe last night?” Cash said laughing at how easy of a lick that turned out to be.
”$9,000” Dough Boy said as he watched one of his young workers sell
the drugs that they stole from other drug dealers. He didn’t care how he had to get the money up for his son. Whatever he had to do it would get done.
”Stop stressing” Cash said passing Dough Boy the blunt. “Already know we ain’t gon let nothing happen to your lil man” he said as he saw an all white B.M.W pull up with the music blasting. “Fuck is this?” Cash asked out loud as the headlights from the car made it hard for them to see.
Capo hopped out the B.M.W and walked straight over to the young hustler. “I need three ounces of piff” he said giving the young hustler dap slipping the money in his hand. “And don’t have me waiting all motherfucking day!” He yelled out as he pulled out his iphone and read a text message he had just received. Capo placed his cell phone back in its case, and he looked up he couldn’t believe his eyes. He quickly pulled his out his .9mm and fired four shots in Cash and Dough Boy’s direction.
”Oh shit that’s Capo” Cash said pulling his .40 cal from the small of his back as he and Dough Boy swiftly took cover behind Cash’s car as they heard the bullets from Capo’s gun pinging and sparking off the car. Shattered glass rained down on the top of their heads. Cash quickly aimed his gun straight up in the air and let off three shots to keep Capo at bay. When Capo heard the return gun fire he quickly back peddled back to his whip and pulled off. Once Cash and Dough Boy heard Capo hop back in his car they quickly sprung up from behind the parked car and opened fire on Capo’s car as they watched it peel off. “Bitch ass nigga” Cash cursed as he and Dough Boy hopped in his ride and fled the scene.
”Faggot motherfuckers” Capo huffed as he tossed his gun out the window as he hopped on the express way. He was mad that he hadn’t hit one of the gunmen, but the truth was he was caught off guard and not expecting to run into the men. But he promised it would be shots fired on site each and every time the two bumped into one another. Just as Capo was about to breath easy he saw flashing lights in his rearview mirror. “Fuck!” he cursed as he pulled over to the shoulder of the road and placed his whip in park.
”Hands on the steering wheel!!” The white undercover officer yelled shining the bright light from his flashlight in Capo’s face.
”Don’t move!” A black detective yelled as he crept up on the passenger side.
”I’m not moving” Capo said looking at the detectives like they were crazy. Next thing you know the white detective snatched Capo out the front seat of the car and slammed him on the damp concrete. “What the fuck yo, I ain’t even doing shit!” Capo yelled as he was being hand cuffed. As he laid face down on the ground he watched as the two detectives searched his car looking for anything they could find, Capo wasn’t worried cause he knew his ride was clean because he had just brought it two days ago.
”Look what I found” the white detective sang with a evil smirk on his face as he held a zip lock bag full of cocaine in his hand. “Care to explain while you were riding around with this?”
”Fuck outta here” Capo huffed. “That shit ain’t mine!”
”I found it in your car” the white detective said trying to make Capo seem like he was crazy. The NYPD was sick and tired of Capo and crew and they planned on taking him down by any means necessary. “Whose drugs are these?” The white detective asked his partner.”
”His” The black detective replied pointing at Capo. “We found it in his car” he said sticking with the lie.
”Fuck yall crackers!” Capo yelled as he was roughly tossed in the back seat of the unmarked car.
”Say another word and it’s going to be me and you!” The black detective threatened trying to show off for the white detective. Capo was about to give the black detective a piece of his mind, but when he saw three more cop cars pull up he decided to hold his tongue. Capo watched as all the cops gathered around in a huddle and began to talk amongst themselves for about ten minutes. He figured they were getting their story together so they could all be on the same page. Fifteen minutes later the black detective and the white detective hopped in the unmarked car both had smirks on their faces as they started up the car and pulled off.
***
Crazy Moe pulled up to the location where he and his crew always meet. On the outside it looked like an abandoned building, but on the inside Crazy Moe had an office area built inside, along with an area for all his soldiers to hang out. He hopped out his Range Rover and went inside. As soon as he stepped foot inside Crazy Moe saw all his goons standing around waiting for him.
”What’s the word on the streets?” Crazy Moe asked as soon as he stepped foot in the joint. Two weeks had gone by so by now he knew the hood had some kind of info for him. His main goon named Tiger walked up and gave it to him straight up. “The word is some cat from Capo’s crew named Bone was the one who was behind the trigger” Tiger told him.
”Bone” Crazy Moe repeated. “Where can I find this clown?”
”It’s this lounge Capo and his crew is at like every other night downtown. You want me and a few goons to run down there and air that shit out?” Tiger asked excitedly.
Crazy Moe thought about it for a second at first he was about to say no but he knew if he didn’t retaliate then his crew would surely start to second guess him. “Fuck it” Crazy Moe said. “Air that whole shit out!” He ordered, as he watched Tiger and a few goons strapped up, and then headed out the door to go handle their business.
”Fuck” Crazy Moe huffed. He was tired of living the way he was, after pretending to be a drug dealer, he couldn’t understand how the real drug dealers did it, constantly looking over their shoulder for stickup kids, jealous niggaz, golddiggers, snitches, how they survived during a drought and the whole nine. The whole way they lived was way too much for him, and he couldn’t wait until he closed the case, so he could go back to living his regular life, he thought as he hopped back in his Range Rover and headed back home. He just really needed to just chill and relax in this game. It just seemed like he never got a day off. All the negative thoughts that was running through his brain, all disappeared and a smile spread across his face when he pulled up to his house and saw Angela’s red Lambo parked in his drive way. Every since the two had sex that night, they had been seeing each other every night. James had even given Angela her own set of keys to his house. When James stepped inside his house he almost didn’t recognize it. All of his old furniture had been replaced with all brand new furniture. He looked around and saw expensive leather couches all through out his living room. It was brand new plush carpet on the floor through out the whole house, and his old 32 inch T.V had been replaced by a new 60 inch flat screen 3D T.V.
”Hey baby” Angela said coming from the kitchen wearing nothing but an expensive silk robe. “Do you like it?”
”Yes I love it” James said as he hugged Angela tightly. “Where did you get the money to afford this?” He asked.
”Hush” Angela said placing her finger on his lips. “You don’t have to worry about money with me. I have plenty of it, and from now on my man will only have the better things in life” she told him. “And since you didn’t want to move to a bigger house I just thought I’d hook this one up.”
”I love it baby” James said. “Please just tell me you ain’t doing anything illegal for this money.”
Angela laughed. “Baby my parents left me money when they passed away” she told him. “Now sit down and relax the food is almost ready.” Angela said quickly changing the subject, she knew that James would ask questions when he got home so she made sure she had all her answers ready. Angela hated to have to lie to James but the truth was either she was going to lie to him or not deal with him at all. What started off as just them hanging out had turned into the two falling in love, Angela hadn’t planned for this to happen, but now that her feelings were involved it was too late.
”What you cooking baby?” James yelled as he helped himself to a seat on the new leather couch.
”It’s a surprise” Angela smiled as she grabbed the remote pressed a button and Kanye West flowed through the s
peakers. James just relaxed and listened to the music as Angela came back and handed him a drink, then disappeared back in the kitchen. As James sat on the couch sipping from his drink all he could think about was closing the case. The more and more he thought about what Wayne was doing to the black community the more he wanted to slap the cuffs on him.
