“What about my car?"
"Where is it?"
"It’s back around the corner from the club.”
“Alright, I’ll pick it up.”
“What about the cameras? What if they caught me? And my fingerprints, I know they are everywhere on this car. Plus, what if he scratched me or something? There is so much potential evidence that I'm sure could be used against me. Maybe I shouldjust call the police. Say he tried to rape me or something.” She was spiraling, and I grabbed her arm to stop her from talking.
“Listen, Bria.” I stepped closer, keeping my voice low to bring a little peace to her ass.
“Don’t worry about any of that. I told you I got you. Now get in the car and do what I said. I’ll be there after a while, but in the meantime, relax your mind. You safe now. Trust me."
I reached up and wiped a streak of blood from her cheek with the back of my thumb. Her breathing steadied a little, and she looked at me like I was a fuckin savior.
"Thank you, thank you so much, Crew. I’ll never forget this. Thank you!"
"No need to thank me, just go."
Bria nodded and went over to my car, taking off so fast my tires screeched on the pavement. Usually, I don't let bitches drive my shit, but I know she needed to get away from here. Her ass probably saw pictures of bloody crime scenes, but being on one is completely different. I’ve seen niggas lose their minds completely after catching a body. If you let that demon in, it will get to you for sho.
Once she pulled off, I turned back to his car and stared through the open door at Jinx’s shit talking ass, who couldn't say a fucking word now.
“Look at you,” I muttered.
“Your sloppy ass let a bitch slump you. Not even a hood bitch at that. You should've been let me buy that club and your high cholesterol ass could've still been alive.”
I taunted him even though he couldn't say shit back.
The alley was dead quiet except for a buzzing streetlight and the distant hum of traffic on the main road. I know for sure that I have to get rid of this nigga better than Councilman Davis. But truth be told, with Councilman Davis fuck ass, I didn't care if he was found. Shit, I borderline wanted him to be.
But I’ll be sure to make this nigga right here disappear forever. Bria’s gorgeous ass was scared as hell and way too pretty for prison.
***
I dumped Jinx’s body in the river and made sure it was weighted down enough to never be seen again. His heavy ass showed me I could still bench three hundred pounds easily.
When I got to my condo, I saw that Bria had my charger parked out front, and from what I could see there weren't any scratches on it. I walked past my car and up the stairs to my apartment.
When my music wasn't filling these hallways, it was almost too quiet in this building. It was the kind of calm that I wasn't used to because I grew up in a loud ass house full of sisters.
Once I unlocked and opened the door, the faint scent of Bria’s perfume hit me, even though she was fresh off a murder scene. I swear I love a bitch with a sweet ass smell.
“Yo, Bria, I’m here,” I called out, but there was no answer. Just the sound of water running somewhere in the back. I followed the sound all the way into my bedroom and saw steam creeping from under the door like smoke. I set my keys on the nightstand next to my bed and then knocked on the door twice to let her know I had made it back here.
“Who’s there?” she asked, her voice small and shaking.
“It’s Crew. I’m back. Just letting you know it’s taken care of.”
“Okay, thank you.”
I started to step out, and she called after me.
“Crew?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you have some clothes that I can put on?”
