by S. K. Lessly
Nyla smiled and replied softly, “I will.”
He kissed her again and stood. He made eye contact with Darrius, waiting for the man to do or say something, but he didn’t. Andrew then took a step as if he was heading in Darrius’ direction. Nyla and Elese tensed and so did Darrius.
Andrew laughed.
Pussy.
Then he turned and left.
Elese leaned into her. “Girl, you have a lot on your hands with that one.”
“Yeah, don’t I know it.” Nyla watched Andrew leave before she turned back to Elese. “I have to take Se’Nya to the doctors in a few, so please tell me how you’re going to keep Se’Nya safe from the clutches of Robert.”
Darrius stood by his car as he watched Nyla drive out of the diner’s parking lot. They had managed to talk after the female lawyer left the diner and before Nyla had to leave for Se’Nya’s doctor’s appointment. Nyla slowly approached Darrius with bounds of apologies and proceeded to tell him everything she hadn’t a few days ago. Darrius played his part and fussed about how she dismissed him like he wasn’t shit, how she kissed some white fucker in front of him. She took a deep breath and finally told him about her feelings for the tall, blonde guy that he wanted nothing more but to rip to pieces. The control the man was supposed to have had disappeared quickly, and Darrius knew why. He had seen that type of rage before and it made him smile.
He pulled out his cell phone, searched for the number he needed and listened as the phone rang in his ear. When a voice picked up on the other end, he said into the phone.
“The cat may be out of the bag sooner than we wanted.”
“It’s too early,” replied the person on the other end.
Darrius looked around the parking lot before he opened his car door and slid inside. “Yeah, I hear you, but she found him. Or rather he found her, but I don’t think he actually knows what he’s found.”
The voice on the phone remained quiet for a second before Darrius heard, “Are you sure this is him?”
Darrius started his car. “Oh yeah, this is the one, I’m positive. He practically lost it in the diner where she worked because I had my arm around her. I could see it all over him. He wasn’t thinking about anything but coming for me.”
“Did he get close to you? Does he know who you are?”
“No. Are you not listening to what I’m telling you? This fucker was so enraged he wasn’t thinking straight. He’s that far gone over her.”
The phone went silent for a few seconds, and Darrius waited.
He leaned back and closed his eyes. He came close to meeting his end at the hands of one of the strongest his generation had ever seen. There was no way he would’ve been able to survive the confrontation, not by himself anyway. He knew it, and as he remembered the look on Andrew’s face, Andrew knew it too.
When this shit finally came to a head, Darrius hoped he would have the chance to wipe that smug look off of Andrew’s face.
“Tell me about the man that you encountered,” the voice on the phoned requested.
“I’ll do better than that; I’ll give you the bastard’s name; Andrew Pierce.”
“Shit!” the voice exclaimed quickly, and Darrius smiled.
“Yeah, this has surpassed our expectations. What do you want to do?”
“You will stick to the plans, making sure you’re where you need to be in order to carry out your mission. We can’t afford to screw this up.”
“Yes, I know what I must do, but when I kill her, we have to be ready to act. We can’t miss this opportunity. We will only have a small window for this plan to work. You have to get everyone ready.”
“Don’t you worry about everyone else. We were born ready for this. You just handle everything on your end and kill the girl, then take her daughter. We already have a family set up to take her in and raise her. If she’s anything like her mother, we’ll be ready.”
Darrius snorted. “I can already tell you she is. Trust me on that.”
The voice paused, but only for a second, before he said firmly, “Then kill the baby too. We can’t take any more chances.”
“I’ll let you know when to get ready,” Darrius said into his phone, before disconnecting the call.
He smiled again as he pulled out of the parking lot. Finally, he would be rid of this fucked up assignment and move on. He was tired of pretending to want this woman. He hated her with every fiber in his being. That’s how he was taught, that’s how he was raised. His grin grew as he thought about the moment when he would wrap his hands around Nyla’s neck. To see the life fade from her eyes will be something he would never forget. Maybe he’d even fuck her before he killed her.
“Yeah, that sounds like a good plan.”
to be continued …
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