“Have you ever thought about how lucky you are?”
“Guess I’m a lucky nigga,” I retorted.
“You’ll learn soon enough that you get all the big breaks.”
He fumbled with the handlebar on the door, opening it to the smell of cigar smoke. Without taking his eyes off me, he eased into the car, rocking it before closing the door.
I could’ve taken the shot, but my trigger finger stalled as he drove away.
Everything about that old mothafucka had my antennas going. He got away this time. If I saw his ass again, he wasn’t making it.
Later that night
Erin’s fingers were laced in mine. She was having a rough week due to transition of the company, so the workloads were heavier. We hadn’t seen much of each other since Vegas.
I had meetings and a trip that kept me on the road. We FaceTime and talk a lot, but nothing was better than seeing her fine ass in person.
“I know I say this every time we go out, but I needed this.”
I kissed the back of her hand while steering the wheel with the other. “It don’t matter how often you say it as long as you’re saying it.”
I zoned out thinking about that nigga from earlier. I couldn’t get the words out of my head. Whoever the fuck he was knew how to find me. That didn’t bother me because I’m in the public eye. It’s the shit about Pops that got me. like he knew him personally.
“Baby, you’re about to miss the exit.” Eris shook my arm.
I yanked the truck towards the highway exit.
“You alright?” she asked.
I glanced over at her with a smirk. “Yeah, I’m good.”
She eyed me suspiciously. “You sure because you never do that.”
“I’m straight baby.”
“You sure?” she questioned.
I felt like some shit was brewing as the hairs on my neck stood, then I spotted a cruiser car in the rearview.
Sitting up straight, I continued driving and pushing all that shit out the window to enjoy the night with my woman.
I made a left, they did too. It only took once for me to know what it was.
Eris was unaware. That’s what I wanted.
They flickered their lights twice.
“What the hell?” she said.
Then the sirens followed.
“What happened?” she asked curiously, glancing over her shoulder.
“Nothing. I got it. Just chill,” I told her, pulling off to the side.
I watched closely, instantly recognizing who it was.
“They’re always fucking with people. I can’t stand that shit,” she argued.
