“Did you bust into Brantley’s girlfriend’s apartment last night?”
“Fuck you,” he hissed.
“Funny thing, Brantley said the same shit before he spilled about your involvement.” I grabbed a fist full of his curls. “Did you break into her apartment? Yes or no.”
“No. Someone stole my half of the kilo,” he clipped out, his voice an octave higher.
Beast moved in and I took his cue to get out of the way. “When did that happen?”
“Fuck off.”
Beast grabbed Tobias by the throat and shoved him up against the wall, his gun pressed below Tobias’s ear. “Recognize what you’re up against, dumbass. You stole product worth thousands. Then youlostthat product, and your fuckin’ buddy is runnin’ his mouth thatyouwere the one who stole the fuckin’ drugs. You’re worth more to us as a bounty to the Sixers than the missing drugs.”
Tobias paled. “A… bounty?”
“Yeah. So where the fuck were you last night? I’m gonna know if you’re lying because you’re shit at it.”
“I, I don’t know,” he spluttered.
“You don’t know where you were last night?” I asked.
Beast pressed closer to Tobias. “One of you bring the truck, we’ll take this useless asshole to the Sixers right now.”
“No! No, I’ll talk. Don’t take me there, they’ll kill me.”
Tundra leaned his shoulder against the wall near Tobias. “Why would they kill you?”
“I fucked one of their sisters.”
“She help you get to their stash?”
“Ye…ah, no. What are you—ulk,” Tobias bent forward when Beast punched him in the mouth with the hand he'd had at his throat.
Beast tucked his gun into the waistband of his jeans. “Answer my fuckin’ question, asshole. Did you break into an apartment last night?”
Tobias glared at Beast. “Yeah, and I couldn’t find anything. Even tossed her hot roommate’s shit because that’s exactly what Ines would do. She’s fuckin’ diabolical when she needs to be sneaky.”
I sidled up to Tobias. “What does Ines have to do with this?”
He glared at me. “Nothin’… any more.”
News of Ines passing was making the rounds, especially since Alexandra had called several different people. Tobias might have spoken to Brantley already or heard about it from a mutual friend with Brantley. Or, perhaps Alexandra’s gut feeling that the accident could have been avoided was more than just a feeling.
“Answer my fuckin’ question, or we’re handing you over to the Twenty-Sixers. What did Ines have to do with the coke?” Beast asked.
“She sold two of the kilos we stole.”
Shit.
Beast spoke through clenched teeth. “How many fuckin’ kilos did you steal from them?”
“Two that Ines knew about. Brantley and I took a third kilo and split it,” Tobias said.
“And you expect us to believe that your half got stolen?” I asked.
Beast shook his head. “Who’d she sell it to?”
Tobias’s brown eyes went wide. “Fuck if I know. I just know I got my cut of the money, and it’s the most money I’ve ever made in such a short time.”
