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  “Who sent you?” Nicole asked breathing heavily as she stood over Marcus.

  “Nobody sent us. Me and my brother had been following you for years,” Marcus explained. “You killed our mother five years ago.”

  Nicole had killed so many people in the past few years it was impossible for her to try and figure out who their mother was. “Stop crying and get your punk-ass up!” Nicole snatched Marcus to his feet, slipped behind him, and put him in a deadly chokehold. Nicole applied tight pressure as she heard Marcus struggle to get air. Nicole dropped down to the floor and wrapped her legs around Marcus’s waist applying even more pressure to the chokehold. Nicole kept Marcus in the chokehold until he finally stopped moving. She picked herself up off the floor and quickly exited the bathroom and blended in with the rest of the crowd in the terminal.

  Chapter 22

  The Black Dragon

  The Black Dragon laid on the floor of his living room with his feet shoved under the couch doing sit-ups. In his line of work, he had to be prepared for anything so he made sure he always took care of his body by staying in tiptop shape. The Black Dragon loved his job and was always ready for anything. The Black Dragon’s motto was that it was better to stay ready so that he didn’t have to get ready. The Black Dragon got into push-up form when he looked up at his laptop screen, which he used as his surveillance, and saw an army of Columbian looking men creeping down his hallway holding assault rifles in their hands.

  The Black Dragon quickly hopped up off the floor, only having time to grab his FiveSeven handgun from off the couch before his front door was blown off the hinges. The Black Dragon dropped the first three gunmen that were brave enough to come running through the front door. He then took cover behind the wall as several different guns could be heard being fired all at the same time. The Black Dragon stuck his arm around the corner and fired blindly out into the crowd. From the loud grunts and the sound of bodies hitting the floor, he knew that he had hit his targets. Before the Black Dragon could think of his next move, a brave gunman ran around the corner. Aimlessly, the Black Dragon grabbed the nose of the man’s rifle and shot him in the back. He quickly stuck his handgun down in the small of his back, spun around the corner with his finger pressed down on the trigger, and bullet shells popped out of the side of the machine gun continuously, as gunmen dropped left and right.

  Just when the Black Dragon thought he had took all of the gunmen out, he saw an arm toss two grenades inside his apartment. “Shit!” The Black Dragon yelled as he took off in a sprint and threw himself through the glass window just as the grenades exploded.

  Boooooooom!

  Fifteen seconds later, the gunman that tossed the grenades inside the apartment slowly eased his way inside. He searched the entire apartment and saw no sign of the assassin. The gunman slowly made his way over to the window and peeked out, when out of nowhere, a hand shot up and snatched him out the window. The Black Dragon lifted himself up with one hand and shot the last four remaining gunmen in rapid succession with the other hand.

  Boc! Boc! Boc! Boc!

  The Black Dragon pulled himself back inside his apartment with a grunt and just laid on the floor for a second and tried to gather his thoughts. His forehead and arms were all cut up from him jumping through the window. He looked down and saw a bullet hole in his shoulder. “Fuck!” The Black Dragon cursed as he picked himself up off the floor and quickly made his exit before the cops showed up.

  Chapter 23

  Eric

  “For a second, I thought you weren’t going to show up,” Nicole stepped to the side so that Eric could enter her apartment.

  The first thing Eric noticed was that Nicole had answered the door dressed in a pair of fishnet stockings and a matching red bra and thong set. “I wouldn’t of missed this for the world,” Eric said as he moved in and cuffed Nicole’s ass while the two shared a long drawn-out, sloppy kiss.

  “I need to feel you,” Nicole moaned in Eric’s ear as she placed a few wet kisses on his neck. Eric unsnapped Nicole’s bra, carried her over to the couch where he pulled her thong to the side, and slowly licked in between her thighs.

  “Mmmm!” Nicole moaned loudly as she enjoyed Eric’s mouth. Eric’s tongue made circles, as he sucked on her clit, licked figure eights, gave her the sweetest torture known to women. Eric’s mouth made loud slurping noises, as he tasted her sweet juices. Nicole jerked and moaned as if the devil inside her was fighting for freedom, and then suddenly, her legs clamped down around Eric’s head as her body began to tremble. Eric watched her. Felt her. Enjoyed her orgasm as much as she did.

  “Get over here you animal!” Nicole growled through clenched teeth as she roughly tossed Eric down on the couch, mounted him, and slipped his rod inside of her warm soaking wet box. “Sssss,” Nicole hissed as she slowly bounced up and down on Eric. “Oh my god this dick is so good!” She grabbed the sides of Eric’s face and shoved her tongue down his throat. Once Nicole got used to Eric’s size, she planted her feet down on the couch and began to bounce up and down on his dick like a mad woman. Nicole held on to Eric as he began to thrust upwards. Nicole dug her nails into Eric’s skin, bit down on her bottom lip, trying to swallow her rising moans. Nicole closed her eyes and made ugly faces as she felt Eric’s length sliding in and out of her. “Oh shit!” He groaned as he quickly pulled himself out of Nicole’s warm box and exploded all over his stomach and torso.

  “Oh my god you are a monster,” Nicole smiled devilishly as she looked down at Eric’s package one last time before she went to the bathroom to get a wet soapy washcloth. Eric laid back on the couch when he heard his cell phone ring. Too tired to move, he just allowed it to ring out. Nicole returned from the bathroom and began cleaning Eric off when his cell phone rang once again. “Pass me my phone please,” Eric sat up. He looked down at the screen and saw that whoever was calling him was calling from a blocked number. “Yo who this?”

  “You gave me up you sneaky motherfucker!” The caller barked into the phone.

  Immediately Eric recognized that the voice on the other end of the phone belonged to the Black Dragon. “Huh what are you talking about?”

  “You gave me up to Chico and told him where his men could find me,” The Black Dragon yelled. “You fucked up big time!”

  “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Eric said truthfully. “Now start from the beginning and tell me what happen.”

  “All you need to know is that the Black Dragon is coming for you.”

  Eric looked down at his phone and saw that he had been hung up on.

  “Is everything okay baby?” Nicole asked with a concerned look on her face.

  “Yes baby I’m fine,” Eric lied. “Everything is just fine.”

  Chapter 24

  Jimmy

  “Heeeeey baby,” Cherokee ran and jumped in Jimmy’s arms as he stepped foot out of the jailhouse. Jimmy cuffed Cherokee’s ass firmly as the two shared a long drawn out kiss. If one didn’t know any better you would think that Jimmy was just coming home from a ten-year sentence.

  “Damn you smell good,” Jimmy said placing Cherokee back down on her feet. He and Cherokee slid in the backseat as at the Range Rover pulled off. “I have to go see Eric, take me over to his spot real quick,” Jimmy ordered from the backseat. For the entire ride, Cherokee couldn’t keep her hands or her mouth off of him. She was so happy to see him it was crazy. Cherokee knew that Jimmy had only been gone for a few days but it didn’t matter she still missed him like crazy. “You going to be a long time at Eric’s house? I wanna give you something,” Cherokee whispered in Jimmy’s ear as she sucked on the bottom of his ear lobe.

  “Nah I shouldn’t be too long,” Jimmy lied. He had to get up with Eric and get back in the loop on what was going on. The Range Rover pulled up in front of Eric’s hotel. “I’ll be back in a second baby,” Jimmy leaned over and kissed Cherokee on the lips.

  “Don’t have me waiting too long daddy,” Cherokee said with the sad puppy look on her face
.

  Jimmy stepped foot in the hotel and walked straight up to the counter skipping the long line of customers. “Hey, tell Eric that Jimmy’s out here to see him,” he said to the blonde hair woman that stood behind the counter. The blonde hair chick quickly picked up the phone on her desk and dialed a few numbers. She spoke in a hushed tone before hanging up. “Mr. Mason is in room 303,” the blonde hair woman said with a friendly smile.

  Jimmy stepped off the elevator and immediately spotted two security guards at the end of each hall. The guards acknowledged Jimmy with a simple head nod. He reached the door and gave it a strong knock. Seconds later, Pistol Pete answered the door and stepped to the side so Jimmy could enter. Jimmy stepped in the suite and saw Eric standing up over in the corner on an intense phone call.

  “Say no more,” Eric said ending his call. He looked up and smiled at Jimmy. “Welcome home,” he said as he gave Jimmy dap followed by a hug.

  “Did you take care of Mike yet?” Jimmy asked helping himself to a drink.

  “Nah I spoke to Millie and she said she’ll handle it,” Eric replied. “She said we can still use him.”

  “Still use him?” Jimmy echoed with his face crumbled up. “He turned on the entire family he has to go point blank, period!”

  “Millie will be home before the week is out,” Eric shrugged. “We’ll see how she handles this.”

  “Fuck this waiting around shit!” Jimmy huffed. “I’m going to take care of this shit tonight!”

  “You can’t do that,” Eric said quickly. “I already gave Millie my word that we wouldn’t make a move on this situation until she got home,” with Millie coming home in the next few days, that would definitely take a lot of pressure up off of Eric and he couldn’t wait to have his mother back by his side.

  “What’s Millie’s plan?” Jimmy asked taking a sip from his drink.

  Eric shrugged, “I have no idea,” he answered honestly.

  “I hope jail ain’t turn her soft,” Jimmy said. “What’s up with Chico? I heard the hit has been taken off.”

  “Yeah I took care of that,” Eric said with a smile. “All we need now is a new connect and we’ll be good.”

  “It’s this cat out in Florida. I heard he supposed to have the best quality stuff want me to go check him out?” Jimmy asked.

  “Nah Millie said she already got that taken care of,” Eric told him as he heard a loud knock at the door. Pistol Pete answered the door and saw one of the guards that was posted up out in the hallway at the door.

  “What’s up?” Pistol Pete asked.

  “There’s a few men downstairs asking for Eric,” the guard informed him.

  “Tell them I’ll be down in a second,” Eric said as he grabbed his gun off of the dresser and stuck it down in his holster.

  Eric and his entourage made it downstairs and saw a mob of Italian men in nice suits standing over to the side. “How can I help you gentlemen?” Eric asked politely with a smile on his face.

  The leader of the group quickly spoke up, “How you doing? My name is Frankie and there’s a few things I need to speak to you about.”

  “Well my time is very valuable, so if you could get on with it,” Eric said.

  “Well you see, it’s like this,” Frankie began. “This hotel used to belong to a Mr. Chambers and Mr. Chambers works for my father. My father is the one to put up the capital for this hotel Mr. Chambers was just running the place for him. So you see Mr. Chambers was in no position to sign this place over to you.” He explained.

  “I hear what you saying but I think that’s a problem that your father needs to take up with Mr. Chambers,” Eric said in an even tone.

  Frankie chuckled. “I’m afraid you don’t understand this is my father’s hotel and he wants it back.”

  “Who’s your father?”

  “Alex Russo,” Frankie said proudly.

  Eric had heard about the Russo family. They were supposed to be one of the last mob families left standing and known to have a violent by any means necessary history. “Listen, I wish I could help you out but I can’t. Mr. Chambers signed the hotel over to me so whatever problems you have I suggest you take them up with him.”

  “I spoke to Mr. Chambers and he told me just how you got him to sign those papers,” Frankie said with a scowl on his face. “I strongly urge you to sign this hotel back over to my father before things take a turn for the worst. We know all about the Mason family and their sneaky way.”

  “Gentlemen I really wish I could help you, but I have somewhere to be. Good day gentlemen,” Eric said in a friendly tone with a smile on his face.

  “Okay have it your way,” Frankie said with an evil smirk on his face as him and his team of men exited the hotel. Right then and there, Eric knew that the, Russo family was going to be a problem and right now another problem was the last thing he needed.

  “I think I did time with a member of the Russo family,” Jimmy said. “They not to be fucked with.”

  “Yeah, so I’ve heard,” Eric said, as he watched, Frankie and his crew make their exit.

  Chapter 25

  Millie

  Millie stepped foot out of the jail with a huge smile on her face. She had finally been released, fifteen years behind bars and now finally she was a free woman. For a second, the moment didn’t even feel real. It felt as if Millie was dreaming and living a fantasy. Millie took a deep breath and inhaled the fresh air. Millie took her time and walked down the path to the B.M.W that waited curbside for her. Millie was dressed in a pair of tight black jeans that looked as if they were glued on with a black blouse to match. On her feet were a pair of all black red bottoms, her hair was pulled back into a regular ponytail, and even without any make on she was still as pretty as they came. Millie favored the singer Ashanti. Millie grabbed the door handle and made herself comfortable in the passenger seat.

  “Welcome home!” Nicole said excitedly behind the wheel of the B.M.W.

  Millie flashed a smile. “It feels good to be back,” she said honestly. “Now hurry up and get me the fuck away from this filthy-ass jail.” Millie wanted to be as far away from the jail as possible. For the last fifteen years, prison was where she called home and now today, Millie could finally say that she was really going home.

  Nicole pulled away from the curb like a mad woman. “So where to first?” She had to admit that she was happy to finally have her mentor home.

  “I have to go see my son first.”

  “Who Eric?” Nicole asked keeping her eyes on the road.

  “No, I have to go see Mike,” Millie told her. “So did Chico wire my money over to you like he was supposed to?”

  “Yup,” Nicole smiled. “Five million dollars. I put it in the safe just like you told me to.”

  “What’s good with them Jamaican niggaz you hit up over by the restaurant?” Millie asked as she reached into the back seat, grabbed the bottle of Peach Cîroc, cracked it open, and took a swig straight from the bottle.

  “No sign of them. I already got a crew over in the old territory just like you told me to do,” Nicole said proudly. “They had a nice little cash flow over there.”

  “What about Jack?”

  “He’s dead as a door knob,” Nicole smiled. It felt good to be in a position of power for once and she could tell that Millie had the right formula to make them both multi-millionaires.

  “Good I couldn’t stand that motherfucker,” Millie huffed. Just thinking about how grimy Jack was made her stomach turn. A part of her wished she could have been there to witness his death with her own eyes, but as long as he was dead that was all that matter. “You I know I wanted to kill Jack for years but I couldn’t because he was Derrick’s brother.

  “That’s what I’m here for,” Nicole said with a smile. “Whatever you need me to do, just say the word.”

  “What about Kelly?” Millie asked.

  “That one was my pleasure,” Nicole said with an evil smirk on her face. In all reality, she would kill all of Eric’s ex’
s if she could.

  “You did a good job while I was gone,” Millie praised Nicole. “In no time these streets will be mines again. What’s up with you and Eric?”

  “I threw this pussy on him real good just like you told me to,” Nicole winked. “Pretty soon I’ll have him eating out the palm of my hand.”

  “Good,” Millie said as she opened the glove compartment and grabbed the .380 that sat inside and slipped it in her purse. “I told you Eric is sucker for women. His heart is too good for this business, so as long as you’re controlling his thoughts we’ll be good. I raised that boy I know all of his weaknesses. He doesn’t know that you’re a hit-woman does he?” Millie asked with a raised brow.

  “Of course not.”

  Millie had heard about Nicole before she had met her in jail. It just happened to be luck that the two crossed one another’s path. “I’m going to need you to watch my back while I’m out here cause I’m sure to make a lot if enemies.”

  “You know I always got your back,” Nicole said as she pulled up in front of Mike’s building. “So what’s the plan for Mike?”

  “He’s my son,” Millie answered quickly. “Now I have to go in there and fix this before he does any further damage to the family,” she stepped out the car then disappeared inside the building. Just as her sons, Millie always took the stairs. The only time she took the elevator was when she was going up to the fifth floor or higher. Millie stepped out of the staircase, walked down the hall, and knocked on the door she was looking for. Seconds later, Mike answered the door with a huge smile on his face.