Carlos was thinking if this person in the house was the same person that called themself Cash. She could be a deadly person. A woman is like a teabag you never know how strong they are until their in hot water. Carlos looked through the binoculars again at the house and then the woman. Carlos thought she was beautiful and had a voluptuous body. She had on booty shorts and a tank top. ‘What a shame,’ he thought. His cell phone rang, “Who?”
“It’s me did you find my money?”
“Yeah and guess what?”
“What?” Jose yelled.
“It’s someone that’s a part of Tess’ team that snitched on her.”
“Yeah bring Cash to me and my money.”
“Say no more, I’ll handle it.” Carlos and his five gunmen jumped out of the black Chevy Avalanche. “I want her alive.”
“Okay Boss,” one of the gunmen replied.
It was 10pm and the night sky helped cover them as they surrounded the house. Carlos climbed to the second floor window and gave the others the order to rush the house. The front gunman kicked in the front door to only be met by a hollow point bullet ripping through his left eye.
While the five gunmen were surrounding the house Vanessa looked down at her dog, Chew Chew and saw the way he was growling and knew something was wrong. She trained Chew Chew herself. Chew Chew didn’t bark. He bites and growls. It was his way of warning her before he attacked. Vanessa knew she had no time to go upstairs and grab her Tech- 9 mm automatic, just the thought of the gun made her want to cry. It was her and Ebony’s favorite gun. She only had time to grab the 9mm Luger handgun from the stash in the living room before the first gunman busted through the door. Vanessa squeezed the trigger and watched the hollow points rip through the gunman’s face. The gunman slumped over before he hit the floor.
Vanessa ran down the hall with Chew Chew behind her trying to make her way to the back door to escape her house. When she made it to the door, she opened it just to find a gunman with a ski mask on standing there. Vanessa’s eyes opened with surprise. The gunman had his gun to her head and she knew it was over.
“Damn,” she yelled.
As soon as the word escaped her mouth, Chew Chew jumped up, knocked the man to the ground, and then locked his teeth on his neck. Chew Chew shook and ripped away at the gunman’s neck. The gunman tried to scream, but his screams were drowned out by his own blood and the pressure from Chew Chew’s jaw. Chew Chew ripped the gunman’s wind pipe out, came up with a big piece out of his neck, chewed it, and swallowed it.
“Damn boy, I was going to feed you,” Vanessa said looking at her dog with shock.
A second gunman had reached the backdoor. He looked down, saw the dog eating his partner, and began to scream. “Oh shit, oh shit,” he raised his gun and aimed it at Chew Chew.
He never noticed Vanessa with her gun raised to his head. “You’re not going to shoot my dog asshole,” Vanessa yelled as she fired the 9mm Luger. The first shot caught him between the eyes then two quick rapid shots to his chest that spun him around and he hit the floor.
Chew Chew saw Carlos coming down the stairs while Vanessa’s back was turned so he ran and jumped in the air at Carlos. In one swift move Carlos fired his 44 caliber revolver. The bullet hit Chew Chew in the chest while he was still in the air sending the dog flying back into the wall and he slid down hitting the floor soaked in blood.
Vanessa saw Chew Chew get hit by the bullet and went crazy firing shots at Carlos left and right. “You shot my dog you son of a bitch,” she yelled.
Carlos jumped and dodged moving in time before Vanessa blew off his head. Vanessa saw Carlos on the floor ducking behind a table from the bullets. She had an aim on him. She squeezed the trigger and heard a click. She squeezed again and heard the click sound once more. “Shit,” Vanessa yelled realizing her gun was out of ammo.
Carlos stood up with his gun pointed at her. “I see you’re out of bullets,” Carlos said with a smile. Vanessa put up her hands because she knew it was over. “All right kill me already, asshole.”
“I’m not going to kill you,” Carlos replied.
Vanessa looked in his eyes like he had lost his mind and then a big hand wrapped around her neck and another around her mouth and she smelled something funny. She tried to fight, but felt weak and her eyes were heavy, then her world went black.
“Pick her up,” Carlos said to his henchman. “Don’t leave yet. I have to find the money.” Carlos pulled out the monitor for the tracing device. The red dot on the screen showed the money was downstairs in the basement.
Carlos went downstairs and followed the red dot to the back of the basement where there was a suitcase. Carlos opened the suitcase and looked inside at the money. “Shit, it only looks like two million in there. Where’s the other six million?” Carlos thought something was wrong. “This doesn’t feel right!” Carlos grabbed the suitcase and went back upstairs. “You take her and put her in the truck.”
The gunman with the big hands threw Vanessa’s body in the backseat and sat next to her. Carlos jumped in the passenger seat and told the driver to pull off.
Bless was still mad at Tess for keeping a secret from him. “You still mad?” Tess asked.
Bless said nothing. Once they got to 191 on Jamaica Avenue and turned down Vanessa’s block all they could see down the block was flashing red and blue lights. Cop cars were all over the block. Tess’s heart skipped a beat. She had a feeling something was wrong. They pulled up to Vanessa’s house to find cops walking in and out and what looked to be a man’s dead body at the front door. Bless and Tess got out the car and approached the house.
“Hold on, where do you think you’re going,” a young officer said.
“We’re family of the woman who owns this house,” Tess stated.
“Oh really,” the officer said. “Hey Dan come over here,” The detective came over. He was a fat man with rolls under his chin and was much older than the cop that stopped them. The young officer began to talk. “These two here say they’re family of the person who owns this house.”
“Well then I have some questions for you,” the fat detective replied. “What’s the owner’s name and what did her or he do for a living?”
“I’m not answering any fucking questions until you answer mine,” Tess yelled.
The fat detective looked at Tess with a mean eye. He hated these smart ass niggas these days if he could take her down to jail she wouldn’t think she was so smart. ‘I hate the fact that they’re making money and doing better than me,’ he thought. ‘If it was up to me, I’d put a bullet in all their heads,’ but he needed information for his boss about this case and couldn’t go back empty handed.
“Okay,” he said. “There are three men dead in the house; two from gunshot wounds and one that looks like the dog in there ate his neck.”
“What? Where is Vanessa,” Tess yelled.
“Who is Vanessa,” the detective asked.
“Vanessa Sky is the woman who owns the house.”
Detective Dan took out a writing pad and began to write what Tess had said down. “And where does she work?”
“Hold on,” Bless said cutting into the conversation. He was letting Tess handle this, but there was more they needed to know and he didn’t like the way the fat detective looked at Tess. “So there was no woman inside the house,” Bless asked.
“No,” Dan said with an attitude, “but there was a dog. The dog has been shot, but he’ll live. We sent him to the Veterinarian.”
“I want the dog,” Bless said.
“You can get him from the vet once the investigation is over. Listen, do you have any more answers for me,” Dan asked.
“No,” said Tess. Her and Bless walked to the house next door and Tess knocked on the door.
An old woman’s voice asked who it was. “It’s me, Tess, Ms. Brown.” A light skinned old lady opened the door.
“Oh child, how have you been? I haven’t seen you since Ebony’s funeral.” Ms. Brown was Vanessa’s next door neighbor. She
had watched Tess, Vanessa and the other girls grow up. She was the grandmother of the neighborhood.
“How have you been Ms. Brown?” Tess asked.
“Child, I’m fine, but those cops keep coming over here asking me all kinds of questions. I have nothing to say to them.”
“What about me,” Tess said with a smile on her face.
Ms. Brown looked at Tess and then Bless. “Who is this handsome young man?”
“Oh Ms. Brown, this is the love of my life. You know him. He just looks different now that he’s home.”
“Oh Dear, this is Bless. How are you doing sugar?”
“I’m fine, Ms. Brown.”
“You two kids come in.” Once inside Ms. Brown began to talk. “I want to tell you what I saw before the police come back over here. I heard the shots and there were a lot of them. So, I called the police. See child I won’t talk to them, but I’ll sure call them if someone needs help. After I got off the phone, I came to my window and saw two men that looked Latino one was muscular and big. He had Vanessa on his shoulder and the other was smaller and had what looked like a suitcase in his hand. I may be old, but I got some good eyes.”
“Ms. Brown, do you think you know who the men were?”
“Child they weren’t from around here. I know everybody in this neighborhood, young or old.”
Everybody knew Ms. Brown. She had lost two grandsons to the streets and still had one out there selling drugs and everybody loved and respected her grandsons. They were ride or die niggas.
“Dear you know no one around here is foolish enough to mess with your peoples.” Ms. Brown knew what Tess and Vanessa did for a living. She heard everything that went on in the streets, but that didn’t stop her love for them; in fact, it made her love them more. She loved all the young and all old hustlers to her they were just trying to survive in a cold world. “But Dear, I do have something for you,” Ms. Brown handed Tess a piece of paper.
“What’s this,” Tess asked. “It’s the license plate number to the truck I saw them take Vanessa away in! I told you I got good eyes,” the old lady said with a smile.
“Thank you, Ms. Brown.” Tess bent down and hugged the older woman and Bless did the same.
“Please, you two take care of each other, bye sweetie,” and with that her door was closed.
Bless and Tess made their way across the street to their car with the cops on the block looking at their every move. Once in the car Tess took out her cellphone from her purse and made a call as Bless pulled off the block. “Hi,” a voice said.
“Hi Young, I need you to run a license plate number for me. I’ll hit you off when we come and pick up those toys from you,” Tess stated.
“Alright it’s not a problem. I’ll have everything tomorrow.” With all of Young’s family it was easy for him to get the information they needed.
“Thank you, Young,” Tess said as she hung up.
Bless was in deep thought as he was driving home. Shit had really gone to hell since he had been home. All he wanted was to be out of the game, out of this lifestyle and married to the woman he loved, but shit had gone all wrong. It seemed everybody around him had been lying to him and now there were people trying to kill him and Tess. This was driving him crazy. Ebony and Vanessa were like sisters to him, whoever was behind this were going to pay and pay with their life.
As if Tess knew what her man was thinking she began to speak. “They’re our sisters and we will get vengeance on whoever it is and their family for fucking with our family,” Tess stated. “Young said he’ll have the info we need tomorrow.”
“Good,” Bless replied.
Heads up
Chapter 28
The next day in a restaurant in Chinatown Young was having an early lunch with his cousin Lee. “Listen Young, I got the information you wanted and those toys you asked for, but I have to tell you something.”
“Go ahead and spit it out,” Young replied.
Lee was a short Chinese man. He was ordinary looking and from the looks of it no one could ever tell he was an FBI agent, but he was as crooked as they come. His hands were into everything from drugs to guns all to help his family the Asian Mafia.
“Young, the FBI has been watching Tess and her crew for a while, but was unable to get evidence on them to build a case. They know about the murders Tess and her team pulled off, but they have no proof. We all know she was working for Ricardo and we found out Jose has a warehouse down here that he uses for drugs. We arrested several airline employees that work for Jose on charges of an International drug ring. We got large quantities of drugs. A hundred pounds of cocaine, more than fifty pounds of heroin, and seven pounds of ecstasy, but no one we got is willing to snitch on him. Jose has been smuggling drug money to the Dominican Republic for a while now and we want him.”
“Oh, so what does this have to do with me?” Young asked.
“Listen, shit is about to go down and I want you to get on a flight to China tonight. I already have a ticket for you. The FEDs know Jose got Vanessa. We have a tape of sounds of her blackmailing Jose. We had Jose’s phone tapped for a while. I’m going to give you the tape to take with you and so you can listen to it and tell me what you think, but don’t tell Tess about the tape yet. Young we know a war is about to begin once Tess finds out that Jose has Vanessa and she will find out because that license plate you had me run. I have the information right here and the truck belongs to Jose Sosa and when you tell her this you already know she will react. She’ll come at Jose with everything she has and the FEDs will be right there to pick up the pieces. So, I want you to get as far away from this shit as you can,” he stated.
“Lee, you know I go way back with Tess and her family and you know I’m going to warn her,” Young replied.
“I know that’s part of the reason I’m telling you all of this. Here take the ticket and the tape.” Young took the tape and the ticket off the table and stood up. Lee did the same. Lee hugged his cousin. “Leave town tonight,” Lee said as he walked away.
Hell on Earth
Chapter 29
In a warehouse in lower eastside, Vanessa was bleeding from her wounds. She was tied to a chair in a lot of pain still not knowing what was really going on, but she knew she was being tortured by the big muscular Spanish man that grabbed her out of her house. Vanessa learned that his name was Tito. “Where’s the money, bitch,” Tito said as he punched her in the head.
Vanessa screamed as he kept punching her repeatedly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Vanessa said with tears and blood running down her face.
“Oh, you want to play stupid, bitch.” Tito looked at her with lust in his eyes and started to feel on her breast. “Mmm, you have a nice body. I bet if I fuck the shit out of you you’ll talk, bitch.”
“Fuck you,” Vanessa shouted.
“No, I’m going to fuck you.” Tito put his hands on the rope and untied her legs and waist and left her hands tied. He picked her up and placed her on the floor. Vanessa was too weak and beat up to put up a fight against the giant. He pulled down her shorts and pulled her thong to the side. He pulled down his pants and pulled out his dick and as fast as he could he rammed his dick into her.
“AAHHH,” Vanessa yelled. “Please stop please,” she cried while the big man pumped into her even harder.
“You don’t want me to stop, bitch! This is what your ass need. You want to blackmail people and you killed my partners in your house. Take this dick!” He pumped in and out and as hard as he could. “Take this! Take this dick!”
All Vanessa could do was cry and pray she’d get the chance to kill this man.
“Yeah, yeah,” Tito moaned. “You love this right?” He grabbed her throat and started to hump and pump all crazy until he busted a nut with one hard pump. Tito collapsed on top of her body. “You got some sweet pussy, bitch,” he said while leaning close to her face. Vanessa took the opportunity and locked her teeth into his face. “AAHHH,” Tito yelled and tried to pull his face
free from her locked mouth, but couldn’t. He punched her in the head as hard as he could and Vanessa pulled away in pain, but had a piece of his flesh in her mouth and a smile on her face. “Bitch, I’m going to kill you and fuck you at the same time.”
Just then Carlos walked in and seen Tito on top of Vanessa. Carlos walked over with his gun in his hand and hit Tito in the head with the butt of his 9mm. Tito fell over in pain and looked up to see his boss. Carlos hit Tito again over and over until he opened up a cut on his head. “I told your ass to watch her and find out where the money is, not rape her,” Carlos yelled.
“But boss.” Tito pleaded.
“Don’t but boss me, you’re lucky I don’t put a hole in your ass. Put her clothes back on and pick her up and put her back in the chair now!” Carlos ordered.
“Si Boss.” Tito pulled up his pants and did what Carlos said and stood quiet by the chair.
Carlos pulled out a clean rag and wiped Vanessa’s face. “I’m sorry for what this animal did to you, please forgive me.”
“Yeah right,” Vanessa said.
Carlos heart went out to her. He was a killer, but not a rapist. He wanted so bad to put a bullet in Tito’s head, ‘but now wasn’t the time, maybe later,’ he told himself.
Jose walked in, followed by Ricardo and three henchmen. Ricardo came to see if Vanessa said it was him that gave the order for the hit. This made him worried, but he knew Jose wouldn’t blame her if she did talk.
Jose put his fat hands on Vanessa’s swollen face. “I see you’re not doing too well,” he said as he laughed. “Now, are you ready to tell me where the rest of the money is at?”
Vanessa looked up at the fat Dominican drug lord. She spit out blood and yelled, “For the last fucking time you fat son of a bitch, I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
This just made Jose even angrier. He turned to Carlos, “Carlos do you think her so called friends know she snitched?”
“No,” Carlos replied. “Maybe we can use this.”
“Yeah,” Ricardo said.
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