Trooper chuckled. “I ain’t worried. You’ll have your money as soon as you let me know it’s done.”
“I’ll be in touch,” Charlie said before he stepped onto the elevator and was gone.
Trooper and I both went to check out Sophie’s room and it looked like nothing ever happened. The wood floor looked spotless, and aside from the bed not having sheets on it, nothing looked out of place.
“How the fuck he do that, yo?”
“Don’t know and don’t care. Long as it's handled, I’m good,” Trooper said.
“You miss this shit, don’t you?”
“Hell no I don’t and this was never a part of what I did.”
“Yo, I know your body count. Don’t act like this ain’t the life you used to live,” I said with a smirk.
“You know what the fuck I mean. I’m talking about chopping up bodies.”
“You right.” I chuckled and we headed back to the living room.
“So am I done babysitting your ass or you still need me?”
“You weren’t babysitting me, you were my alibi, just in case somthing went wrong. I couldn’t say I was with you then your ass end up at a bar somewhere across town.”
“That’s fucked up, Troop.” I laughed and he shrugged.
“But you good though, ’cause Charlie be on his shit, so ain’t no need for an alibi.”
“You talked to Sophie about all this yet?”
“Yeah, before you got here. She’s a little shook up, but she’ll be alright once I get there.”
“You really think she’ll be alright after seeing all that and knowing what went down?”
“She ain’t got no choice. I told her a long time ago that my life is what it is.”
“I feel you, but knowing and seeing are two different beasts. She doesn’t know this side of you.”
“And she won’t know this side of me. It’s a one-time deal. I didn’t have a choice. I’ma make her see that.”
I nodded, hoping it was that simple. It was possible, but I could almost guarantee Sophie wasn’t ready for what she had witnessed.
“Ay, we done here?” I asked after checking a text from Maddie asking where I was.
“Yeah, let me grab a few things and we can head out.”
I shot Maddie a text, letting her know I would be home in an hour and to meet me there. She replied okay and I slipped my phone into my pocket.
A few minutes later, Trooper came out of Sophie’s room carrying a leather overnight bag and we headed for the elevator.
As soon as we stepped off that bitch to enter the lobby, shit got real complicated.
“Well, well. Two for one.” I glanced at Trooper and we caught each other’s eyes from our side view before we peered at what we knew were feds.
“Can I help you?” Trooper questioned.
The female officer smirked and nodded at her partner. “You sure can, Mr. Carter. We need you and Mr. Robertson to come with us. We have questions for you both and you just made our jobs a lot easier.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I asked, glaring at them.
